Age Is Just a Number

Chapter 26: Goodbye

"You can't just ban her from seeing her John, that's not fair!" It was now the day after the dinner and John still seemed to feel the same way about Beca and Chloe as he did under the influence of alcohol. Kat and him were currently in the kitchen having an argument about the whole situation.

"I don't like it Kat. It's wrong. I don't know her and I don't approve of her seeing my daughter." John banged his fist off the counter. It had gotten to the point where he even refused to use Chloe's name.

"You do so know her!" Kat shot back.

"Not enough to date my 18 year old. She's my daughter not yours so I'd appreciate if you'd just step back and let me handle this."

Kat was taken aback as she watched her husband leave the room. She may not be Beca's biological mother but she'd take a bullet for that girl.

"Give me your phone and laptop, you're grounded until further notice." John swung open his daughter's bedroom door and stepped inside without permission.

The girl's jaw dropped. "For doing what?" She quickly grabbed her phone from beside her before her dad could.

"I need to make sure you won't see that girl again." He said, grabbing her laptop off her desk.

"That girl has a name." Beca shot back. "And what the hell? Why can't I see her?" She sat up properly on her bed and narrowed her eyes at her father.

"I don't approve of the relationship." He said simply.

"I don't give a fuck what you think. The only one that's in the wrong here is you for treating her like shit yesterday!" Beca stood up and walked towards John.

"Don't you dare use that language towards me." He said through gritted teeth. "Give me your phone." He held out his hand.

"No."

"Give me it."

"No."

"Give it to me. Now!" He raised his voice and he reached forward, successfully grabbing it out of Beca's hand.

The brunette looked directly up at her father, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Don't give me the waterworks Beca, you're not 7 anymore." John warned, slipping her phone into his pocket.

"I thought you were finally realising how happy I was with her..." Beca said quietly, shaking her head as her eyes burned with tears. "She's the only thing good in my life right now and you're willing to take that away from me?" She asked incredulously.

"She's a bad influence Beca."

"No she's not. Why have you changed your mind so quickly?!"

"I was never okay with it in the first place!" He shot back, raising his voice again. "Find someone your own age and I will be okay with it."

"Oh my god...You can't seriously keep using that excuse! You're making it out like she's 40 or something! She's twenty-fucking-three dad!" Beca exclaimed as the anger within her spread around her body.

"And you're just a kid!" He shot back.

"I'm not a kid!" Beca yelled, banging her fist off her wardrobe beside her.

"I'm done talking about it, Beca. You're not allowed to leave this house apart from school, work and soccer training." He turned around to leave.

"I love her..." The teenager said quietly, her voice cracking in tears which made John stop in his tracks.

"You don't know what love is..." He shot back as he exited the room, closing the door behind him.

"I HATE YOU!" Beca screamed after him before punching her wardrobe again, regretting it instantly as pain shot up her forearm.