Our Family

It's 7:30pm and my stomach's growling. I don't want to go downstairs because I feel like things are going to be super awkward between me and my dad. I do have very strong feelings for him, but he's my dad it's just wrong. I love the relationship I have with him, but if things end between us, I'm not really sure how I'd feel, it just might kill me. There's a small knock on the wall and my dad enters my room. He sits next to me on the bed, looking for what to say to me.

"I feel like I'm pushing you into the idea of us, and I don't ever want to push you, I love you. If anything happens to the relationship we have together, it just might kill me. I don't want to lose you, you're my whole world." He says and I hug him.

"Dad, I have a boyfriend." I note and he sighs.

"I'm not asking you to choose me over him, but I am hoping. I've had these feelings for you since you turned sixteen, and I know it's weird but I'm just being honest with you because you're my babygirl and I trust you with everything."

"What about mom?"

"You've seen our relationship. She's stressed out all the time, always picking fights with me, we don't even spend time together anymore."

"There's an age gap."

"Age is just a number."

"You're my dad."

He sighs and walks over to the doorway. "I can see you're not interested, I'm sorry I asked."

He walks out and I question everything that just happened. My dad truly wants to try things out. He realizes how fucked up this all is and he doesn't care, he actually wants me. I get up and walk downstairs. My dad made lasagna for dinner, my favourite. I take a piece and glance over at him. He's sitting on the couch flipping through channels. I take my plate, walk over and sit on him. He smiles at my actions and pecks my lips.

"Does that mean yes?" He asks. I eat a little before answering.

"I want to try, I know it's wrong but I hate holding back my feelings for you." I say and continue eating.

"I'm glad."

"But I'm not breaking up with Jack. None of this is fair to him, but when things end between me and him, I want it to be on a happy note."

"Completely understandable."

"I'm kinda unclear about how this will all work out." I say.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"How will we keep this relationship on track?" I ask.

"It will involve a lot of sneaking around, strength, and acting like everything's normal. I know this is difficult on you, you're only a teenager, but if you're willing I'll make you happy in ways you've never felt before." He says making my cheeks warm up.

I put my plate down on the coffee table and begin kissing him. He flips me over so he's hovering over top of me, kissing me. His lips are perfect. They're the right size, shape, colour, and they feel heavenly. His tongue slowly enters my mouth and it's like the world is still for this one moment. I want to hold onto this moment and never let go. I feel as his hand slowly move up my inner thigh, I move closer to my chest, but he keeps moving it down to my crouch. I push him away and he looks at me alarmed.

"Is everything okay?" He asks looking down into my eyes.

"Your hand, you keep putting it down there." I say.

"I'm guessing you're not ready for that stuff just yet." He says and I nod. "It's fine, we don't have to today."

And then it hits me, maybe he doesn't want me the way I think he does. Maybe he just wants me for sex and nothing else. Maybe he just thought that since mom now takes more time at work that since he's home he'll have something to satisfy him. Could my dad be that much of an asshole? Just as these thoughts erupt in my head, the doorbell rings. My dad goes up to answer it and I begin eating my lasagna again.

Then, my uncle Danny walks in.

Notes

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