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I STOOD AT THE MIRROR and wiped my tears. "Okay, okay, you got this." I spoke to myself. I had to prepare for the worst. You never know what could happen.
I heard someone knock on my door and I let out a scream. "Sam? Are you good?" I heard my dad say.
"Yeah, I'm fine! Why are you in my room?" I ask, trying to shoo him away.
"I just heard you crying. You wanna open up kiddo?" he asked softly.
"No, it's nothing. Im just kinda emotional and I have cramps," I opened the door and plastered a fake smile to him. "Well! Uh, I have to do my homework now."
"What about dinner-"
"Nope, I have homework! Really important homework." I slammed the door to my room and sighed. I grabbed my pillow and then screamed into it. I started to tear up once more and open my drawer. I took the pills out of the drawer and put two inside my mouth, and took a sip of water from my bottle.
I took one more and put the pills back in the drawer.
He NEVER knows.
I threw myself on the bed and closed my eyes.
And blacked out.
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"Sam! Baby! Wake up! I'm giving you dinner!" I felt a pillow hit my face and I open my eyes to see my dad. "Sam!"
"Okay! Okay! Jeez," I got up aggressively and stomped my way out of the room.
"What's up with you, Sam?" he yelled. "You've been acting so strange!" I walked out of the room, trying to ignore him. "And I've been ignoring it! Asking about it! And you've just been insane!"
"I'M INSANE?" I yelled. "No, YOU'RE INSANE!" I threw a pillow at his face.
"Samantha! Just tell me what the hell is going on!"
"Nothing! Dad! Nothing! Just fucking leave me alone! Oh my god! I'm not a baby anymore!"
"So? You think I don't know that?" He screamed as he followed me down the stairs. "I'm your own Dad, Sam! I need to know if you are okay!"
"And I am! So just stop!" I stiffly argued. His eyes soften. "Please! I'm fine, Dad! I'm fine!" He looked at me, sadly and nodded his head. He grabbed his jacket from the closet and put it on. "Where are you going?" I asked, more quietly.
"I'm just taking a drive," he muttered. I sighed as he was about to walk out of the door.
"Can I tell you something?" He turned back at me as I took a deep breath.
"Yeah, kid," We sat down on the couch, and he looked me dead in the eyes. "What's up?"
"I...So..." I found myself misplacing my words. "When...fuck!" My dad wrapped his arm around me.
"Hey, you can tell me." he softly whispered in my ears.
"Fuck! I'm so different than you expect me to be! Now I'm messing up all my words," I felt the cold sweat of my forehead.
"Hey, hey, Sam. Whatever it is, I will ALWAYS love you." he spoke. I felt a sense of ease rest into my mind.
"I'm...Fuck! Dad, I like girls!" I said. His eyes widened. "I-I like girls! I don't like guys at all! In fact, everytime you tell me 'Hey, Sam! Look at that cute guy!' at school, I literally have to throw up because of it! And I know, you're probably mad as fuck because you've been talking about me with this guy for like so long, but I don't like him! I like this girl from my school who's hot as FUCK and...and she's Sydney's daughter, Olivia. And I just...I just couldn't stop myself, Daddy."
I started to cry like a fucking baby infront of him. "I'm so sorry, daddy." I cried. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug, which made me feel safe. "I'm sorry, daddy." Tears stained his hoodie as I continued to cry into his chest.
"You have NOTHING to be sorry for. Okay, bud? I'm always gonna love you. I'm so proud of you. You know, I have a secret too, kiddo." My crying began to calm down a bit.
"What?" I croaked.
"You know, I'm bisexual." I furrowed my eyebrows and shot up from his lap.
"What the fuck?"
"Yeah! Yeah, kid! I'm bi! And I never told you because you were grieving for Mom's death at the time! But, hey. In all fun aside, I am so proud of you, Sam. You...you are an amazing woman and you are gonna be so successful when you grow up. And you're gonna do it while dating girls! And if anybody messes with my daughter for that? Well, they're gonna have to go through her mean dad." I chuckled and hugged him once more.
"Thank you, Dad." I wiped away my tears.
"You wanna rewatch a marvel movie?" Dad knows I love marvel movies, not more than him, but definitely a large level. "They added Spider-Man: Far from Home on Disney+." He said.
"How...how was coffee with Mr. Caswell?" I asked him.
"Um...it was nice," he replied. "A bit awkward, but yeah."
"Do you like him?" I grinned.
"No! As a friend, yes! But if you're thinking the other way around, no!" he sternly said. I giggled and wiped the very last of my tears.
"What? Then why were you looking at him as if you were in love." I asked.
"Well...no! No! I'm not in love, Sam! God, ugh! Let's just watch a Marvel movie. How about...Iron Man?"
"We ALWAYS watch Iron Man." I groaned.
"Fine! Jeez, we'll watch Civil War." I sat on the couch with him and watched as he played the movie.
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MY DAD OPENED THE DOOR AND smiled to see me in bed about to go to bed. "You feeling alright, kiddo?" he asked.
"Stop calling me kiddo, I'm almost sixteen." I scoffed.
"Well to me, you're ALWAYS gonna be my baby girl. Okay?" He walked inside the room and took a look.
"So even when I'm an old granny?" I smiled.
"Yep, you are always, kiddo! Always gonna be my little girl!" He then came to attack me with a pillow. "You! Go to bed! Tomorrow is Fri-Yay! And Fri-Yay is...?"
"Hot wings and ice cream!" I cheered.
"Alright, go to bed, okay?" I laid down in bed and turned off my lamp from my nightstand. I saw him stand in the distance.
"Dad! You look scary in the dark! Let me sleep!" He came up closer and gave a kiss on my forehead.
