Unexpected~ (Completed♡)

30

Tony's P.O.V.

"Daddy?", Verona whispered over the phone, "Can-Can you come get me?"

"Is this a situation where I need to bring my belt?" Her breathing hitched a little,

"No! N-No I-I just got hu-hurt." Fuck.

"Shit. I'm on my way baby." I quickly drove to the school, finding Verona in Max's office. Max and Jake were my top men and having them both working at the school was helpful, especially Max being the principal.

"What happened?", I asked, my eyes on the towel wrapped tightly around Verona's arm. Did she do that to herself? Why would she-

"Tony.", Max snapped me out of my daze, "It wasn't on purpose. She tripped and caught a nail outside.", he read my mind.

"It was an accident.", Verona added.

"But she definitely needs a doctor."

"No I-"

"You don't get a say.", we both cut her off.

"C'mon."

Starr's P.O.V.

"For fuck's sake Starr.", dad muttered as he helped me into the car.

"I-I'm sorry.", I slurred drunkenly. He scoffed,

"Sure you are. Like you haven't done this three fucking times in a month." He shook his head, "Liam is waiting at the house. I called him to ask where you were and he came over. He's taking you to his house tonight because I'm way too angry to deal with you." He stopped in the driveway as I got out of the car and stumbled into the house, only to be pulled to Liam's chest tightly,

"You scared the fuck out of me Starllina.", he said softly.

"I-I'm s-sorry."

"You will be. I packed you a bag, let's get home."

~~~~

"Starr, I have a list I try to stick to for this stuff.", Liam said softly as he sat behind the desk. I kept my gaze past him. "It's just a rough guess for certain situations so I'm not spit-balling everything. I need some sort of routine. Obviously with you and Trevor, that list changes a little because your situation is different. But sometimes, especially with big stuff, it doesn't. If you don't pass a drug test, it's a hundred with the belt. If you call me from jail- for any reason- I will gladly come get you and bail you out and make sure you're safe, but then it's twenty with the paddle. This is... a little different of a situation."

"Why?", I asked softly.

"Baby, this is the third time you've called your dad or Luke to get you from a party in less than a month. Plus your dad has caught you drinking two other times. I know you well enough to know something else is going on and I need you to tell me. It's not an excuse and you are in trouble, but I know there's a reason you're doing this." He paused, "Typically, one drinking offense is twenty with the strap. It's doubled every time after that, meaning you'd be getting about three hundred." My heart dropped. "I couldn't do that to anyone, especially you. But I need you to realize how serious this is in every way."

"Y-Yes sir."

"You're still getting the strap. But nowhere near what I should be giving you. Go lay over the couch." I quickly got up and did so, wanting nothing more than to not feel guilty anymore. "Listen, this will leave marks longer than other things and you-you might bleed a little bit. I just don't want you to panic.", Liam said softly as he got the strap and tied my hands and feet to the couch, "I can't have you reaching back." I nodded a little as he slipped my shorts off, inspecting the damage daddy had already done, before putting them back on, "You're getting twenty."

"Ye-Yes sir.", I whispered.

"Stay as still as you can."

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

He paused as I tried my hardest to stop sobbing and breathe.

"O-Okay. You're done kid-"

"N-No!", I choked out, forcing myself to calm down, "I-I still have fi-five more."

"Starr you learned and-"

"Please! Please I-I just need you to do it. Please.", I whispered, "I-I don't wanna let you down anymore. I can handle it. Please I-I just don't wanna feel guilty anymore."

"Starllina you will never let me down because you have limits. Ever."

"Please just finish." He hesitated but sighed,

"Fine."

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

The drastically less severe hits still left me sobbing again as Liam quickly untied me,

"You're okay. I forgive you, it's over."

~~~~

I laid on the couch as Liam pet my hair softly,

"How ya feeling?" I shrugged,

"I-I um- Could-Could you maybe take me to-to a friends house?"

"Absolutely not.", he said quickly, "Starr I-I'm sorry but I can't trust you to go to a friends house alone. And I think you need to be here or at home." I nodded a little. "Do you wanna stay over again?"

"C-Can I? I-I-I don't wanna intrude I just- I feel like I shouldn't go home."

"Of course you can. You're always welcome."

"Thanks Li." I stared past him as he kept his eyes on me,

"Are you okay?"

"This is the first time since I was in the center that dad hasn't said he loves me in over twenty-four hours." I looked to Liam, "Do-Do you think he doesn't anymore?"

"What? Starr he does love you. He's just upset but he will get over it." I nodded a little, "I know it's not the same, but I love you a lot and I really hate seeing you like this."

"I love you too. I'm sorry."

"Don't be kid.", he paused, "Will you tell me why?" I hesitated,

"If-If I'm drunk, I'm not sad. And I don't want to relapse. When I'm sober, it's all I can think about."

"So you tell us and we get you more help baby. You don't go out and destroy your body while putting yourself in incredible danger. You got me?" I nodded. "Good."

"Thanks for taking care of me Li."

"Don't mention it kiddo."