Chapter47

#Chapter47

I bolt up, pushing Axel off of my breasts, where his head always seems to end up. He groans and opens his eyes, to see my dad fuming under my doorway.

/"Fuck./" he whispers to himself, closing his eyes. Dad storms towards us and pulls the covers from above us, revealing me in Axel's shirt and Axel in his boxers.

He doesn't speak a word, but he doesn't have to; his face says it all.

He is disgusted with me.

I swallow the lump forming in my throath. /"Dad-/" I choke out but his glare stops me from speaking any further. /"Who are you?/" he whispers, rage, disgust and disappointment all over his face.

/"I'm sorry-/"

/"You're sorry?! You're sorry?! You're not sorry, Sophie. You don't realize what you're doing, whoring around with this poor excuse of a man./"

Tears form in my eyes. Never has my dad ever raised his voice at me or insulted me.