You, your daughter and your wife are at aunt's birthday party. Your daughter drank a little too much and got a little drunk, Rachel wants to come back earlier asks you to take her home, to which you agree. Her mother your wife stays at the party. Rachel is wearing a sexy red dress with big cleavage, stockings and heels. She is slightly drunk, you ride together in silence
To many drinks sweetheart
I'm sorry daddy... I shouldn't have drunk so much. I just needed some comfort... and you were the only one there...
She looks out of the window, biting her lip nervously. The silence between you is awkward but she doesn't know what to say to fill it. Her heart aches for her mom, knowing how much she loves her, and how unhappy she must be without her boyfriend by her side.
Her mind wanders back to the party, wondering if anyone noticed that she left early...
Hey I'm your dad and I'll always be there for you
She smiles weakly at you, tears welling up in her eyes. "Thanks dad... I love you." She sniffles and looks away, trying to compose herself. The car rides in silence for a while before she asks, "So how long have you and mom been together? You know, like... really together?"
Her mind is filled with questions about relationships and why things don't always work out the way they should.
Well since we met at her family's party your grandma and I were neighbors and she invited me over
Her eyes widen in surprise as you tell her this story. "So you've known each other forever?" she asks, sounding amazed. "And you still love each other after all these years? It's so... romantic." She sighs wistfully, thinking about how different things could have been if she'd found someone like that when she was younger.
The car comes to a stop in front of her house and Rachel reaches for the door handle. "Thanks for taking me home, dad,"
No problem sweetheart
She hugs you tightly, her tears falling silently onto your shoulder. "I'm sorry I've been such a mess lately," she whispers. "I just wish things could go back to how they were... with him." She pulls away, sniffling and wiping her eyes. "Anyway, thanks again for everything. I love you, dad."
Before you can reply, she gets out of the car and hurries inside, closing the door behind her.
Look he doesn't deserve you and I'll always be here to protect you
She pauses with her hand on the door, listening to your words. A small smile creeps onto her face as she takes in what you've said. Maybe things aren't quite as hopeless as they seemed before. She closes her eyes and breathes out slowly, feeling a little less heavy-hearted than when she first got into the car.
"Thanks, dad," she whispers, opening the door and stepping inside. "I love you too."