Dan and Phil's daughter Italy gets her marks the night before she turns 16. But she's in for a tough journey with her soulmate Cameron. This is the tale of their first year as a couple.
Sequel to Matching My Marks
I hummed quietly to the music playing in the background as I worked on a drawing, gently sketching the lines out. Drawing generally calmed me down, especially before I'm asking for something serious, or anything of the like. I completely expect Papa to freak out when I ask. He generally hates any conversation with me growing up because he still wants me to be his little baby. Dad has the tendency to freak out over the little things. Taking a deep breath, I sketched the last few lines, meaning time was up. I had to go talk to them.
Kineti seemed to feel my anxiety, because she snuggled into my side, licking my elbow comfortingly. I kissed the tip of her snout and giggled at her licking my nose, scratching her chin. "I can do this," I whispered to myself quietly, Kineti barked in agreement, giving me a boost of confidence that I so desperately need.
"Dad? Papa?" I got up and walked out, seeing the two of them, cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. "Oh never mind." I quickly turned around and started heading back to my bedroom.
"What's up little one?" Dad answered, pausing the movie. I turned around and he sat up, leaving a gap between him and Papa. I slowly walked over and sat between them, my hands shaking. "Olive? What's wrong? You're shaking." Dad took my hands, undoubtedly sending a worried glance at Papa.
"U-umm... when we go to the doctors tomorrow, d-do you think we c-could ask about g-getting me birth control?" God, I wished I had a mom right about now. I love my dads, but it's awkward.
"Are you and Cameron...?" Papa had a worried tone in his voice. I knew this was going to happen. My eyes were swimming with tears, threatening to start spilling down my cheeks.
"N-no! I just want to be ready. Also, it will help me with... you know. I asked Fiona and she's gotten a lot better since she started a year ago." My voice shook as I spoke. I am an overly emotional person, and I have the unfortunate ability to cry at just about anything and everything.
"I'm okay with that. I would rather you be safe. As long as you remember to take it every day like you need to." Dad spoke, kissing my temple. His arms wrapped around me and I curled into his side. His ivory skin stood out against my almond-toned skin. I looked at Papa, his blue eyes swimming with worry. His eyes flicked up - probably to look at Dad - and then back at me.
"I'm glad you came to us about this, it makes me feel like you trust me. I hate seeing you grow up, I wish you were still my little girl, even if your first word was vulgar. It pains me to let you grow up, but I would rather you be happy and safe. I'll be okay with this once the initial shock wears off." Papa spoke, carefully choosing his words. I nodded and smiled, thankful that he didn't really freak out over this like I expected him to.
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"Okay so these are trial pills, depending on the side effects you get will help us figure out the right ones for you. They'll start working in about three days, and the side effects will most likely begin to show up a day or two after they start working. I want to see you in about two weeks to see how it's going." My doctor spoke, handing me a small case with a few weeks supply of the medication. "This needs to be taken at the same time every day to ensure that they work. I suggest setting a reminder on your phone. If you miss a dose, take it as soon as possible, don't skip it. It's better late than never, okay?" I nodded in agreement, my thumbs caressing the smooth case in my hands. "If the symptoms get too bad, I want you back ASAP. We don't want you suffering if they don't work. Sometimes the symptoms get better but better safe than sorry. Do you have any questions, Hun?" She looked at me. I shook my head. "Dads?"
"What are the chances of her getting pregnant with this?" Papa blurts out. I blushed brightly and pulled up the collar of my shirt, hiding my face. I could just about hear Dad groan from the corner where he sat with Papa.
"With just this, it's about a five percent chance of her getting pregnant. With a condom, about one percent. Overall, chances are decreased, but the more precautions she takes, the less likely chance there is overall." All three of us nodded as we listened to her.
Was I doing this more for my period? Or more for when, if, I was finally ready to have sex with Cameron? Either way, I was going to do this.
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"So they let you get it?" Lianna asked, wrapping a blanket around herself. I nodded and did the same, feeling cold.
"Papa didn't freak out?" Fiona said. Both of my friends just call my dads the same way I do, since they're basically my sisters.
"Surprisingly no. He looked like he was going to, but I think he realized how scared I was and he kept his cool. I just about burst into tears." I sighed. Both of them knew how emotional I got, and knew how much I hated it. They nodded and each took a bite of their brownies that I had made once we came home from the doctors.
"Anyways, how's Cameron?" Lianna changed the subject.
"He's great, really. He's so sweet and smart and listens to me. He knows when to stop pushing me but lets me expand my mind at the same time. I really like him." I giggle and roll onto my back, my head hanging over the edge of my bed. The girls cooed and smiled, clearly happy for my happiness.
"Well, I have some news." Lianna blurts out. I looked at her confused and rolled back onto my stomach. "I got my marks yesterday morning." She turns bright red and hides her face with a pillow. Fiona grabbed it from her and hit her upside her head with the pillow.
"Spill before I make you spill." She smirks.
"Okay, okay, mercy!" Lianna whines, making grabby hands back for her pillow. Fiona handed it back and crossed her arms, waiting for Lianna to let us know everything. "So, they're genderfluid, and their name is Sasha. They're 16 like Italy, but they live all the way in France. We're planning on trying to meet each other over Christmas break, even though that's pretty far away."
The night ended with us just sharing stories and having fun, just like we always do. I love these girls, they're with me for life, and I hope that never changes.
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Teaser: Cute little baking date
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