“Lucky for me your puppy eyes don’t always work.”
“We both know I have other means to beg your forgiveness.”
Day: October 13, 2017
Teddy just shrugged like it was no big deal.
“Don’t get me wrong, I do still have rules and stuff, but they’re pretty cool about me making decisions for myself and doing my own thing. I guess they figure I’d probably just sneak out or whatever anyway, so they didn’t see the point in giving me a curfew.”
Still, she was pretty impressed by it. Granted, she was prone to actually sneaking out. Being a cat had its perks in that she was near silent when she wanted to be, but still.
“I think both of my dads would have a heart attack if I didn’t come every night.”
“Sounds a lot like my parents.” he conceded with a small laugh.
“Although I don’t have a curfew at all and I only really have to tell them where I’m going if I’m planning on road tripping across several states or something and won’t be back for a few days.”
“How…Okay, August isn’t that lax. I mean, I do have to check in if I’m going to be out too late but wow. That’s a lot of freedom.”
It was the sort of thing she thought most kids would take advantage of and yet… He still seemed to be in school pretty regularly.
“What if your other dad tells him?”
It was a genuine concern. Sure, he might not care if their daughter brought a boy home, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t even mention it in passing, even accidentally.
“He won’t. August is big on me getting to be my own person and having freedoms sort. A little on the free range side, I guess?”
It always amused her just how different her dads were, but she understood why both were the way they were.
He smiled and nodded shyly, a few stray curls falling in his face.
“I’d like that,” he murmured, looking almost grateful for the gesture. “I’d like that a lot. What if your dad catches us though? I don’t really feel like getting shot just for hanging out with you.”
Aislynn reached up to brush the hair back from his face before stopping herself awkwardly.
“As long as we’re quiet, he won’t know. My other dad will, but he’s not nearly as strict or overbearing. He’s just got better hearing and sense of smell.”
Teddy made a show of wiping his face with his free hand, ever the picture of the sad, lonely, misunderstood boy.
“Where are we going?” he asked, tagging along with no resistance as he was lead back through the rows of tombstones.
She offered him a small smile before giving his hand a slight squeeze. All she had ever wanted was a friend, someone that was maybe just as much of an outsider as she felt.
“I sort of have a curfew, but I know I could probably sneak you in if you didn’t…didn’t want to be alone for a little bit.”
He didn’t say anything as she hugged him. Instead he took advantage of the moment to bury his face in her hair and stealthily inhale her scent.
“I can’t help being different,” he sniffles again, loosely draping his arms around her in return.
“I just hate the way they have to remind me of that fact every damn waking minute.”
She knew the feel, God did she know the feeling. It definitely made sense now that he would try talking to her. He was just looking for someone to understand.
“Come on, we shouldn’t be hanging around here too late,” she murmured, stepping back just enough to take his hand.
Taking him home with her probably wasn’t a good idea, but if they were quiet enough, her dads would never have to know.
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