da....ddy
Send “Daddy” to meet my muse’s father
riley was NOT expecting this to happen. she didn’t expect to open the door and find her father standing there. it scared her, too many memories that she pushed away came back. she wanted to close the door, to slam it shut, but he stepped through the door before she could do that. and when he walked in he kept yelling, pointing out how he SHE looked, yelling and screaming.
“what the FUCK were you thinking brayden!? you ran away from me, ME!? i am your father, and i am not going to let this fucking delusion that you have ruin our relationship. you’re my SON, brayden. how fucking dare you. and look at you!! what the hell are you wearing!? and your fucking hair!?”
“d-dad pl-please st-stop yell-yelling l-leave, wh-why can’t you just leave?? wh-why...why did you find me!?”
“don’t you fucking cry in front of me!! pathetic, you’re pathetic. i found you to fix you, to make you realize who you REALLY are!!”
“i d-don’t need to be fi “
riley tried to raise her small voice, begging him to leave her apartment. but as soon as she opened her mouth, moved to protest, the back of his hand came in contact with her cheek. and she gasped, her small hand moving to cup her now throbbing cheek. tears began to stream down her face, and she shook. because of all the commotion, she had forgotten that otto had spent the night. but as soon as he emerged from her bedroom, the two o’hara’s in the room froze, riley feeling like she was going to explode in any second.
“who the FUCK is that?? is that your boyfriend?? you fucking fagg “
“ o-otto y-you ha-have... pl-please leave.”
