The Guy Ten Feet Away

Chapter 1: Saying Hello Scares Me

"Oh God."

I gasped as I sit up straight from my bed. I regretted it the moment I did, I felt it down there, cold, slimy and a bit disgusting. I immediately stood up from the bed, not wanting to look at the mess it probably caused in my white sheets.

Goddammit

I went towards my dresser at the far left corner of my new room, ever since that incident with someone that happened at my old room two years ago, I moved bedrooms, not wanting to look at the unoccupied room to the left of my old one.

I searched my dresser for it, careful to not move a lot since that puddle down there might grow bigger.

"No, no, no, where is it?" I said frantically. My hands are creating a mess inside my dresser, the usual organized storage space is now littered with a bunch of items all around it.

Its not here.

I took a big breath before settling on the last option. "Dad!" I screamed as loud as I can.

"Down here, sweetie!" He screamed in response.

I suddenly went to my bedroom door and walked down the stairs as careful as I can. My legs are parted as I walked towards the kitchen where my dad is. A blanket covering my bottom half to hide that puddle from my dad.

"Dad, I just want to say that I love you and I know I've been stupid lately but-" I started uncomfortably. His right eyebrow suddenly raised with a frown in his face as he waits for me to continue.

"I'm still your daughter right?" I asked with a cheeky but nervous grin on my face, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with the look he's giving me.

"And I know that I'm a girl and you're a boy-" I continued. His eyebrows once again raised higher as he continues to look at me with a frown on his face, some of his wrinkles showing.

"A man." He corrected.

"A man." I repeated, nodding slowly.

''Spit it out." He said scarily. Dad is usually what you would call bipolar. One moment he's as soft as a marshmallow then later on, he will randomly burst into my room and look me in the eye to tell me how much he hates ponies.

"I- um- uh" I stuttered not getting any words out.

"I'm not going to hurt you, if that's why you're scared of." He said, dropping his raised eyebrow and replacing his frown with a small but dangerous looking smile.

100% Bipolar

"I promised to never hurt you and even if I didn't, I would never in a million years." He continued, his face turned sad, his eyes suddenly looked glossy underneath the kitchen light.

"Can you please buy me tampons?" I muttered quietly. I quickly moved my head down from embarrassment, my body squirming from how uncomfortable it is down there.

"This is what its all about?" He replied. I can hear the amusement in his voice as I looked at him once again, my face turning red while looking at him trying to hold his laughter back.

"Well, most of it. I sneezed then it felt like a waterfall and I can't find any tampons to use so can you please buy me some?" I replied, saying the words too quickly.

He sighed before walking up the stairs and entering his room, leaving me standing there alone, coming back seconds later with one tampon in his hand. "Use this." He said, giving it to me. I took it with a grateful smile on my face.

"How come you have one of these?" I asked him.

"My daughter doesn't have a penis, does she?" He asked bluntly with a grin on his face as I just looked at him dumbfounded, my face turning redder by his statement.