I'm Here [Minicat/Wildladd]

BONUS!

Little baby Harper was not so little, at sixteen years of age. But, that won't stop her from having heartwarming moments with her dads.

Harper's P.O.V

I walk back from school and open the front door to my home, yet another crappy day at school. I got picked on all the time, and to make matters worse, my best friend and crush, left me for the popular people when she had the chance. I especially got picked on for having gay parents. This made me hate them..  no matter how wrong it was to hate them.

I sat down at the table and started my homework. My dad, Tyler, walks in from the bathroom and sits down beside me. "Hey Harpie Sharpie! How was school?" Asked my father, grinning from ear to ear. "Fine." Was my reply, he then asked if I needed help with my homework, which I said no to.

He frowned a little, but left me to myself. Although I want to be alone, some part of me wants me to open up.  I tear up my homework and throw it away. What's the point? I feel tears slide down my cheeks, I've been picked on for as long as I can remember. I think... I've finally had enough.

I walk to the bathroom and sit on the floor with a bottle of pills. I pull my sleeves up and bring my blade to my wrist. I started quietly sobbing. However, my other father, Craig, walked in on me. This has to be the worst thing in the world... blood trickled from my wrist to the floor as dad stood in horror. I felt so overwhelmed that I covered myself with my arms, and started sobbing loudly. It didn't matter, he caught me.

My dad sat down beside me, and pulled me into a huge hug, comforting my cries. My other dad, Tyler, ran in and sat down with us, hugging me. They both pulled away and started talking..

"Tyler, honey, get the first aid kit right now!" My dad said to my other dad. I felt so alone, I found myself clinging on to my dad and crying into his shirt. My wrist spilled blood on his shirt, and so did my tears. "Harper, why did you do this to yourself? Honey, you can talk to me, I'm here." My dad says as he hugs me back.

I cried harder, "the kids at school make so much fun of me, dad. They call me names and make fun of me for having gay parents, and now I feel so bad..." My other dad, Tyler, walked in and soothed my cuts with things from our first aid kit. When he finished he patted my back and sat yet again beside us.

"Why Harp? Why do you feel bad? Tell me." Dad says in a soothing voice. "I.. I started hating you and dad. Both of you. Because I thought, if I didn't  have gay parents, I won't get made fun of. But now, I see how amazing you two are. How much you actually care. I'm sorry, so sorry....."

My other dad hugged me along with Craig, and they both forgave me and said it was okay, I can't believe how loving they are.

"Harpie Sharpie, we love you." My dad, Tyler, started. "No matter what. We both want you to know that we'll always be here for you." My dad, Craig, said. "Through thick and thin." Finished Tyler.

I felt one last year fall down my cheek as I pulled away from both their hugs and smiled. "I love both of you, too." I say, earning smiles back from them.

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