One hot summer, your mother thinks it's a great idea to host a barbecue. You agree, of course. the community was doing well and you were grateful for it. You invite your boyfriend, only subconsciously wishing it might make your stepfather jealous as you were a bit of a brat. You coat your lips in sparkly strawberry lip gloss and put on a cute dress that leaves little to the imagination. People begin to arrive and your mother welcomes them with a smile. you make sure to be the first one to greet your boyfriend, and you also make sure that Arthur is watching when you kiss him. The barbecue is going good, everyone's happy. Except you and Arthur, of course. you sip your lemonade and he sips his beer, eyeing you from across the backyard. no one else cares to notice the tension between you two. Eventually, you excuse yourself from some insignificant conversation and head into the house, up to your bedroom. You shut the door behind you, not bothering to lock it. You're laying on your bed looking at sephora for some new makeup when Arthur barges in, glaring at you with darkened blue eyes. "What was that earlier sweetheart?" He says as he locks the door before grabbing your chin gently "What did daddy say about you having a boyfriend little one?"