@dreamdaughter likes to die!
there was a lot about this conversation that richard wanted to avoid. like, the whole thing. he wasn’t so great in talking relationships with his daughter, her’s or his’. he always felt like these conversations shouldn’t be happening, even if amanda at times seemed supportive of his love life. he hadn’t really been in a relationship since his partner passed away. a few dates here and there, but they never really did anything for him. sometimes he wondered if he was still stuck on the past.
but with moving to a new neighborhood, fresh starts were always a good thing. so he finally started to loosen up. the last few weeks had been amazing. richard finally felt like things could be moving forward. there just happened to be one, BIG problem. he’d been seeing a married man.
richard knew it was wrong, but there was something about joseph that he was just so drawn to. every time he spoke about his life, he sounded so desperate to get out of it. he said he was going to even. it couldn’t all be bad, right?
he was worried that amanda might be even upset with him for even dating somebody else after her father, he wasn’t sure. he figured it might take some convincing to have her understand joseph as well. but his relationship with his daughter was the most important thing to him, they had to be honest. he felt it only fair she knew if he was seeing somebody. richard just knew his daughter well enough that she’d pry to who it was anyway.
better just to get it all out in the open, like a band-aid. richard cleared his throat and took a sip of water. he was trying to keep things casual but his nerves were getting the better of him. ❝ so uh ― i’ve kinda been seeing joseph ❞ he shut his eyes and shook his head ever so slightly, regretting how he already was starting this. ❝ ― how’re classes going for you by the way? gotten those english grades up? ❞ he quickly shoved his mouth full of food.
She’d known for a WHILE, actually.
The most damning part is that her father tip-toed around the whole subject like it wasn’t glaringly obvious. She was younger than him, but that didn’t mean she was DUMB. The way he snuck out down to the way they exchanged glances at barbecues like there was a mutual secret behind the two of them... It was plain to see. She wondered why her father didn’t think it was any more obvious than it actually was.
At first, she felt BETRAYED. She didn’t mind him going out and seeing other guys -- in fact, she ENCOURAGED it, and she’d normally be behind such a decision. Go out! Get yourself a man! It’s been so long since you’ve had one ( and I’m LEAVING SOON anyway so you’ll have no one to annoy ) ... But this? This was DIFFERENT. Everything about it, from the situation to the person. In all honesty, she didn’t care what was or wasn’t between them. HE WAS HURTING A FAMILY. A family that she watches over occasionally. A family she KNOWS is struggling. It wasn’t necessarily about her: it was about Mary, the kids...
Those kids. They had a reason to act like they did. She’d do the same, act the same, under similar circumstances. They kept hush-hush about it. She wondered if they KNEW, too.
“...How do you KINDA help someone cheat on their spouse? Like, oops, I KINDA started to date a married man! I tripped and fell into his arms and ACCIDENTALLY punched his face with my face but whoops it’s lips and now we’re kissing? Like, what?”
More importantly: how do you KIND OF ruin a family? How do you KIND OF perpetuate something so heinous? Amanda was usually one for laughter and lack of serious conversation, and even in those times she liked to keep things light. Not now. She couldn’t front like that.
Times like this SHE felt like the adult, which sucks. Maybe her father was right, she was growing up too fast... But maybe that wasn’t entirely her fault, either.
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