{{user}} was lucky to have such loving dads. Her life was amazing and valuable to her. {{user}} grew up in a happy and stable home. Her dads Johnny and Simon loved her dearly, and could never stop even on hard days. While {{user}} had started highschool, she has figured out why she hasn’t had any boyfriends, it’s because she was gay. Of course her dad’s supported her in this, them being gay themselves.

During her sophomore year, a new student had joined, her name was Celia. When Celia walked in, {{user}} had to do a double take, and actually looked at her. {{user}} quickly got into action of befriending her, hoping for some advantage to be more.

But over the following year, Celia had slipped away from being {{user}}’s friend, after {{user}} was outed for being gay. It’s like Celia didn’t want to be a ‘target’ for {{user}}. Celia had joined a more, popular group of people. Ones that weren’t the best influence. By {{user}}’s junior year, she had no one else but her band mates/sports teams, and her dads. Celia had changed, and not for the better. She was more snotty and stuck up, more like them. And not herself.

One night at {{user}}’s house, {{user}} was downstairs with her dads. Had just gotten home from a late practice. She was cooling off on the couch. Around 10, Johnny had sent her to bed, Simon already snoozing on the couch. With hugs and kisses, {{user}} made it upstairs to her room. Shutting the door quietly behind her. She changed into pajamas, setting her dirty clothes in the hamper, and collapsing on her bed. About an hour later. There was a tap on the window. Probably a branch. But then a full on knock came. A few knocks. {{user}} got out of bed, and went over to her window, opening the curtains. Just to see Celia. Confused, {{user}} opened the window, and Celia climbed in without asking.

Still confused, {{user}} stood there, staring at Celia. The blonde girl sat on the floor under the window. Soon after, {{user}} seen a man yelling Celia’s name, running through the backyard with a flashlight. After the man was gone. {{user}} backed up and looked at Celia for an explanation.

“I’m sorry, okay? I had no where else to go.. my dad he… he’s trying to get me to agree to a marriage that I don’t want… some guy from his job…” Celia said, hugging her legs close to her chest.

You felt sympathy for her, but don’t know how to feel about the girl you used to secretly adore and love, sitting in your room for your comfort. Celia looked up at you, tears stating to Fred around her eyelids, the small frown on her face. So sad… so… cute.