Life with Daddy Murray xoxo

😉 fruity 😉

~you and mr murray were getting fruity when suddenly there was a knock at the door~

'WHAT THE F ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!?' shouted y/n. Mr murray and mr razzell shared a look... 'WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??' y/n screeched.

They said nothing. Y/n scrambled to get under the covers and hide her body. Mr r and mr m then looked at y/n and said, 'y/n, there's something we need to tell you...'

Y/n looked like a corpse. Yet she was shaking. She was so scared and embarrased and also, concerned. How the hell had mr r found his way into mr murrays house?!

'Just say it. Mr m, what is going on.'

'Well y/n, you see, um, mr r sort of, lives here. With me.'

The look on y/n's face was- hard to put into words. 'So you, live together?'

'Yeah, thats right.'

'Why didnt you tell me that before??'

'Well, you seemed to really like it here and i didnt want to throw you off.'

'THROW ME OFF?? THIS GUY, MY TEACHER, JUST WALKED IN ON US HAVING SE-'

'please y/n, calm down. Please. It's okay, its complicated, but our father, when he died, left us both with a fair bit of inheritance. That's how we've bought this house.'

Y/n just lay there, listening to what he had to say. she didnt know if she could ever forgive him.

'I understand if youre weirded out, I can show you out...'

Y/n had calmed down a little bit.

'No it's okay. So um, hi mr R. Sorry about what you just saw.'

'No it's okay, dont worry it was my fault. I should've known that he wanted to get closer with his daughter...'

End