Thread: All to Herself (Ethereal & Father Figure)

Casey sang softly to the tune of the music that filled the air of her bedroom, perched at her vanity as she applied a quick layer of mascara. School had started that week, her senior year. Already, she was overwhelmed with school work. Being a senior, she was fortunate enough to finish her day at noon, but that day, she'd come straight home and finished all of the homework she'd been assigned for the weekend, wanting to get it done with so she could spend the next two days simply having fun and relaxing. She'd always been a good student, and really just a good girl overall. Her father had raised her into a well mannered, studious young lady. Of course, she had the typical tendencies of a teenage girl. She'd had a secret boyfriend that her father didn't know about. Well, he knew of him, though he was never aware of how far things had gotten. She did stupid things with her friends on occasion, went to a couple of parties here and there and had a few drinks underaged. That was expected though, and even then, she never blatantly disrespected her father or his rules. She always obeyed his curfew, and never went out of her way to do anything that he had specifically told her not to do. He trusted her, and she prided that trust. Giving herself a little smile in the mirror, the seventeen year old stood and wandered over to her closet to grab her bag. It wasn't quite 730, and she was dressed and ready to go have dinner with a handful of her friends. She wasn't dressed extravagantly, wearing a simple tank top and pair of skinny jeans, her dark hair thrown up into a bun. She was simply beautiful, without even really trying. Glancing around her room, she tried to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything, and it was only then that she remembered her cellphone lying on her bed. Walking over towards it, she cut her music off, reaching down and grabbing the phone that was lit up from a text message she had just received. Tyler Coming to Jason's party tonight?? I'll be there Her lips turned up into a slight grin, though she rolled her eyes slightly as she typed out a reply. Hmm, I'll think about it. Whats in it for me? Though her response was typed out, she seemed to know that he would read it in the teasing, flirty tone of voice she used with him. She'd known Tyler since sophomore year, but it was only this past summer that she had started getting close to him, after her and her first and only boyfriend, Jonathon, broke up that summer. He was the first guy she had kissed, the first and only guy she'd had sex with. She'd been heartbroken when she found out he had kissed another girl, and cried for nearly three days after dumping him. She remembered how concerned her father had been, and the only justification she had given him was that 'guys were stupid'. He had known of Jonathon, yet he didn't know that the two had actually dated for nearly four months, or that Casey had acted so inappropriately with him. She hadn't told him about Tyler yet, and a part of her felt guilty for it, but she didn't dwell on the thought for long, sticking her phone into her pocket and making her way out of her bedroom. She found herself stepping into the hall at the same time her father was leaving his own room, the two nearly bumping into each other. She laughed, and started to give him a smile, though her lips turned into slight frown as she glanced him over. It appeared that she wasn't the only one dressed for a night out. You're going somewhere? she asked, not hiding the fact that the idea displeased her. Her father would be able to see that she was clearly dressed to leave, but despite the fact that she hadn't had any intention of staying in that night, it still bothered her that he was leaving. It was something he had been doing more and more lately, whether she was home or not. The two didn't really talk about it, but she knew that he was out with women. She'd tried to reason with herself over it, knowing deep down that this was a normal thing, but yet she just couldn't accept it. For as long as she could remember, her father's life had been devoted to her, and even at seventeen years old, almost an adult herself, she couldn't bear the thought of having to share him.