𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟: 𝗗.𝗟 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

𝗺𝐲 𝗺𝗼𝗺 ☮︎︎ 𝐩.2

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜɪs ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ʟᴏʟ
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 317

𝐃𝐞𝗺𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝗼𝐯

The next morning I woke up mentally preparing myself that I have to meet my daughters " 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 "
To be completely honest I'm scared mostly because I have a gut feeling their not just friends

But the real question is , is my daughter gay? I can't be the only one that thought that

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door

" 𝐂𝗼𝗺𝐞 𝐢𝐧! "

" 𝐆𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝗺𝗼𝗺 "

"𝐆𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝗺𝐲 𝐥𝗼𝐯𝐞 , 𝐡𝗼𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩? "

" 𝐈 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 , 𝐡𝗼𝐰 𝐛𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝗼𝐮? "

" 𝐈 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 "

We kept talking for a while
I've been trying to find a way to bring up the question but I think I'm just gonna go for it

" 𝐒𝗼 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝗼𝐟 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫𝐬? "

" 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫? "

" 𝐈𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝗼𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝? "

" 𝐌𝗼𝗺, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲? "

" 𝐈'𝗺 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝗼𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝗼𝐰 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝗺𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐰𝗼𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝗼𝐮 "

" 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 , 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝗺𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐭𝐢𝗺𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 "

" 𝐎𝐡 , 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝗼 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫? "

" 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝗼𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝗼𝐞𝐬 "

" 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐢- "

" 𝐌𝗼𝗺 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝗺 𝐝𝗼𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝗼𝐧 "

" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 "

" 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝗺𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 "

" 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝗼 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝗺𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝐮𝐩? "

" 𝐔𝗺 𝐰𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝗺𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐬 "

She gets up and runs to her room as fast as she can

" 𝐘/𝐍! 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍! "

" 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓! "

𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴋɪᴘ𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹𓁹

𝐘/𝐧 𝐏𝗼𝐯

I hear the doorbell as my mom and I finished setting the table

Here goes nothing

ᴀ/ɴ
ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴏ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3
ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴄʟɪғғ ʜᴀɴɢᴇʀ

ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ