/Dave/
I didn’t mean to hear it, I swear I didn’t. I had just come back with her and also to apologize for sleeping off, maybe to also to hold her, tell her I was sorry for falling asleep like that. I thought I’d be romantic let myself into her room surprise her with breakfast or something stupid like that.
But the moment I got to the door hand on the knob, I heard his voice. My father’s voice and I froze. The question what the hell was he doing in her room almost generated in my head vanished before it was formed completely.
“You had s*x with him,” he was saying. His voice was low but not low enough. For a second, my brain couldn’t process it. The words didn’t click. s*x with who and what does that have to do with him.
But then hers came next. “Gerald, don’t~~” His name again she said
