𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 // 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

꧁𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍꧂

No pov

After a while of Jack and Danny talking about his...past, Jack left.
Danny had so much to say...he didn't know what to do!
Until he remembered...

"The Diary!" He nearly screamed.
He got up from his bed quickly, grabbing his diary off his dresser along with a pencil, sitting back on his bed.

He wrote...and he wrote...

Dear Diary...

My father came out to me today.
Which made me feel SO much better about the fact that I like boys. It's still weird to say it out loud, well, WRITE it out loud? Anyways, it's the good kind of weird!
He told me so many things.
He's basically a whole different Jack Torrance. One that I've never met.
But I'm glad I did now.
He told me about him being in love with a ghost, the ghost using him, they even did the gross stuff! That's crazy! But I feel so much sympathy for him. He was left, and yeah, he did choose his love with Lloyd over his family's life, but did we die? No.
He ATTEMPTED to kill us.
And now...I kind of wish he had. I know it sounds horrible, but if he did, he'd probably be talking with Lloyd as I write in you, Diary.
But no, he's all alone in that hotel, wishing his lover would just talk to him.

But don't even get me started on my mother...
Wait.
My mom!
Okay I'm going to make this quick! I've got to tell her about this! I mean, she already knows obviously but I need to talk to her about her sexuality!
So basically my father told me that both him and my mother, Wendy, like the same gender! Now, I don't know if she likes only girls or both genders, but I wanna find out. Oh, that too. I found out that you could like both?? Like what?? I mean, I don't think I like girls, but I've got to go!

I'll write in you later, Diary.

Wendy's pov

I was sitting on the couch watching TV when my son, Danny, came in the living room, sitting beside me.
"Hey, Doc," I said, fiddling with his hair a bit. "How'd the hang out go? I never got a chance to ask-"
"I lied to you," he interrupted, facing me with an uncomfortably serious look on his face.
"Oh?" I said. "What about?"
"I did talk to dad earlier."
"...oh?"
"Yeah, and I did again just a few minutes ago."

The fear inside of me almost felt inhuman.
I was so worried about where this was going...

"Well, what did he say, Doc?"
"He told me about everything. Everything."

Just say it already, I thought, the anticipation powering over me.

"You like girls, don't you?"

The tears already started to shed.

I closed my eyes shut tight, quietly beginning to cry.

"Yeah, yeah I do, Doc," I said in a quiet, broken sob, covering my mouth with my hand.
Danny did something I didn't expect him to.
He put his hand on my knee, rubbing it softly.

I looked at him, uncovering my quivering mouth.

"I love you for who you are, mom."
I let out a loud cry again, pulling him into my arms, my chin resting on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Doc. Thank you."