Beyond the Bounds of Possibility

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CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

“Oh yeah, uhm, Cindy, this is my daughter, Quin, and her best friend, Don. Quinn, Don, this is Cindy, my, uhm, girlfriend,” my dad said, getting ready for my reaction.

If I could raise my brow higher, it would be up the ceiling by now.

Feeling the tension in my body, Don placed his arm around me.

“Breathe, Quinn, breathe,” he whispered.

Cindy smiled at me. Nervousness still clear in her movements. She walked near me, trying to embrace me. I moved away as Don followed.

“Uhm, yeah, hi, Quinn. I am Cindy. I’ve heard many things about you.”

“Of course. You’re dating my father. It would be strange if he did not tell you he has a daughter, right?”

She went back to my father’s side as my father held her hand.

“Quinn,” Don said, warning me.

I rolled my eyes at him and crossed my arms in front of me.

“Tell me, Cindy. How long have you and my dad been dating?”

“We’ve been dating for---” my dad tried to answer my question, but I cut him off.

“Dad, I’m talking to Cindy,” I said with no emotions in my face.

Don tugged my hand, telling me to stop.

No, Donny Dear, I won’t stop. Two of the most important men in my life are being stolen by strangers while I was away, so, why will I stop?

“Tell me, Cindy. Why did you decide to date my dad?”

“Uhm,” she answered timidly.

“Is it because of his looks?”

“Well, it---”

“Is it because of his job?”

“Listen, Quinn---”

“Oh, I know! It’s because of his money, right?” I said, smirking at her teary face.

“No,” she answered, trying to be strong.

“Quinn, stop.” My dad said exasperated.

“Look, it probably isn’t a good time. I’ll send Cindy home. You can meet each other next time when you get your attitude in check. Okay, Quinn?” He added, placing his hand at the small of Cindy’s back and directing her outside.

As soon as they drove off the driveway, I soften my stance and looked at Don who was looking at me with disappointment.

“What?” I asked, sitting on the couch.

“Quinn, that was rude.”

“Bite me, sweetheart! As if you haven’t seen me at my worst,” I replied to him, rolling my eyes.

He sighed and sat next to me. I can feel his eyes on me. I ignored him and moved away from him. He sat closer until I have nowhere to move. He placed his arms around me tightly as I struggled to get away from him.

After a few seconds of struggling, I gave up and just sat comfortably in his arms.

“Let’s stop arguing, okay?” He said, looking at me in the eyes.

“Well, stop picking a fight with me.”

He just smiled at me, giving up with my retorts.

“God, I missed you,” he said, smiling at me.

“I missed you, too,” I replied, snuggling closer in his arms.

A comfortable silence surrounded the room. Only our breathing can be heard as we savored this moment that we have.

Time passed, and Don decided that it was time he went home. I walked him to his car and waited until he entered it.

“I’m going now. Lock the doors before you go to sleep. I’ll pick you up tomorrow,” he said with the windows of his car open.

I nodded as he closed his windows and drove off. I waved at his car until I can’t see it and walked inside my house, making sure the doors are locked. I went to my room and did my nightly routine and went to bed.

Tomorrow’s the first day of senior year, and I’m going to make sure no one ruins my last year.

I thought as sleep struck me.

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The next day, I decided to wear a high-waisted black jean with a white button-up tucked in it. I curled my long brown hair that reached the middle of my back and put on a simple makeup look.

I hear Don honking his car, an indication that I should hurry up. I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. I entered his car and kissed his cheek, our normal greeting.

“Good morning! We’re going to be late on the first day of school because of you,” he said, driving towards the school.

When we got to school, he kissed my cheek, and went towards his friends and teammates who all waved at me. I waved back and walked inside the school to meet my friends and some of the members of the cheer team. As I was walking the hallway, multiple people tried to gain my attention, but I ignored them as I went straight to where my locker was.

As expected, the whole squad was there, gossiping about. When I reached them, they all greeted me, and I smiled at them. After minutes of talking and preparing for class, the bell rang. We all walked towards our first class in our usual formation, me in the center. When we turned on another hall, I collided with someone. The girl that bumped into me fell on her ass, and I looked at her with an eyebrow raised. This girl was smaller than me. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. She picked up her things, standing up. She looked at me in my eyes and muttered an apology.

“Hey!”

The girl’s eyes widened and quickly ran as soon as she heard someone calling her. I looked at the person calling her, and I was shocked to see Don chasing after her. He saw me and stopped in front of me. He offered me his usual smile, trying to hide the fact that he was chasing someone else other than me. I looked back at the girl who bumped into me, then back to Don, crossing my arms in front of me.

So, that’s her.

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