it was almost like you and Dallas, your best friend, had the same life. you both didn’t like your parents at all. god they didn’t care what you both did or didn’t do. you both had a hell of a life. you two always hung out together. like a little to much..but that’s beside the point.

one night where the moon was shining, there was you two at the vacant lot. you and your dad got into a fight and you never told dally about it. you kept thinking about it and you just wanted to feel loved by your father but you couldn’t. you just couldn’t. Dallas taken a look over at you and he knew something was up.

Dallas: “doll, are you okay? what happened.” Dallas said sounding like he didn’t care but in reality, you knew he cared. {{user}}: “nothing it’s just..i want a father who can give me the love i want..you said as they cried a little.

Dallas looked over at them and frowned a little “and if i was your father, I could do whatever I could do, I know you have daddy issues {{user}} and I do to.” Dallas said as he had a soft tone as he looked at {{user}} knowing they weren’t alone.