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Chapter 8
It happens….
My dad came out of nowhere holding his airgun and stomping his way towards Ethan and I. Words couldn't describe how I'm feeling.
Should I be ashamed that my dad is embarrassing me with his overprotective way to handle his daughter or the fact that Ethan and I almost kissed.
Although I really want to.
I looked at my dad and there he stood, holding the gun proudly like some sort of medal he won after a marathon. I narrowed my eyes on him.
"Honey, I didn't realise you were on a date" he spoke with some anger evident in his voice.
I see that coming.
"Hi Mr Fox,We met again"Ethan greeted politely.
I swoon a little.
I stood awkwardly while they exchanged words which I badly wanted to hear although dad made sure I didn't get to listen to their conversation. Ethan occasionally sent me a reassuring smile which I returned with a grimace.
"Dad,Can we just go in?" my dad nods his head at me.
I tugged his arms and led him towards my home away from the gorgeous man.
"I'll call you later," I told him.
I walked in my house with my dad reluctantly, I couldn't remember the day I enjoyed like tonight.
If dad wasn't had not interrupted us, we would have kissed. Lips to lips.
For some reason,I feel giddy and excited like a teenage girl who just came back from her first date which is not far from the truth.I hardly dare guys in highschool because I was busy keeping up with my grades as well as I'm hardly noticeable.
Dad left me alone in the living room while he went back to their bedroom mumbling something I couldn't hear because I wasn't a vampire nor a wolf with sharp ears.
After a long showered I settled comfortably on the safe haven of my bed with extra fluffy pillows and soft mattress. I wonder If Ethan was as soft as my bed. It would be nice to sleep with.
The next morning,I was cranky and a bitchy mess. My best friend decided to make an appearance which I'm sure is only to annoy me. Nobody needs a period during a busy week.
My family, especially my niece and nephew, steer clear of my way once they see me stomping down the stairs with my hair resembling a nest.
Atleast, they are clever.
"Mom,I need sweets" I grumbled glaring at the counter. Strangely, my step-mom aka my mom was cooking something with her hair tied into a bun and the brown apron makes her look like a real housewife. Only She could never be one.
"Oh,Honey, What's wrong with your hair? My My! You look horrible"
really?
"I don't think I can go to work" She shook her head in disagreement. The only day I would choose to stayed home is when my best friend arrives and decides to torture me with cramps.
"I suggest you eat some pills?"
I shook my head no. The last time I ate painkillers, I ended up in hospital because I was allergic to the components which she probably had forgot. Dad went crazy and burnt all the pills when we came back home. I wouldn't take another chance.
"Here is your food" I looked down at the different species of food that contains only greens,and red, which is tomato, which I don't even like in the first place. I stare at the plate in disgust.
My mom has the tendency to eat only greens and expects us to force it down our intestine. It riles us up and dad was the one who ended up taking out on dinner most of the time. My mom was lucky she got a loving husband who spoils her and does everything she says.
"Honey,I have somewhere to go,are you gonna be okay alone?" I nodded my head and stood up from my seat to prepare myself some greasy food that would make me feel better.
Twenty minutes later, my cramps don't get any better. I had tried drinking ginger tea and even heating up rice and placing it in my tummy which I learnt from my indian friend during highschool.
Just when I was about to sleep, my phone went off indicating a message. I groaned and open it to find some funny memes Gareth sent me. From there,We text back and forth, exchanging funny memes. Eventually, I told him to go back to his work and drifted off to sleep for the second time.
It was almost night when I was woken up by the sound of dad shouting. Without any thought, my feet scrambled in haste and ran down the stairs. However, the scene unfolding in front of me was something that made me stumbled a little.
Piper and a man with a tattoo running down his arms sat on the couch while dad almost looked like a preacher with the way he is using his hands while talking and occasionally looking up at the ceiling.
"Do you know what this means? You are not my daughter anymore" Dad concludes, Piper starts sobbing while the stranger rubs her back up and down. For some reason,dad looks so heartbroken. I almost feel his pain just by staring at him.
The reason is still unknown to me and I found myself not wanting to find the truth behind their conversation. It was unfair for dad to utter those horrible words that couldn't be unsaid once it's out, I can feel Piper's pain just by staring at her face.
"But da-"
"Leave, Don't ever come back" With that,Dad went to his room. Mom was hugging Piper while she wailed like a baby, the stranger looked like he wanted to disappear any moment rather than witnessing a heartbroken father- daughter relationship.
Slowly, I walked towards them, wanting to know the real reason. I was being nosy but that's what a girl is good at. Nosy and being a peeping tom.
"Piper" I called my sister for the first time that evening. She looked shocked and turned towards me. Her eyes are red and puffy while her snots glissten under the light.
"Win" She rushed to my side, hugging the life out of me. I pat her back rubbing up and down while all she does is cry until she calms down.
My mom had disappeared in their bedroom probably to take care of our father.Despite the reason,I knew my dad was being unfair to my sister. He's been unfair to everyone of us ever since he remarried which was twenty years back.
Piper and I pulled apart, I rubbed her tears and led her towards the couch where the stranger sat with a grimace.
"Sorry, this is my boyfriend, Daniel" Piper said with a throaty voice. I nodded at Daniel in acknowledgement.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked Piper, hoping she would say yes. Luckily she nodded and soon started to open her mouth.
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Centuries later, I was gaping with the new information Piper just put into my head. My mouth hangs open, my ears perked up, my head whipping between Daniel and Piper.
So, that was why dad was furious.