My Everything | 3

10~ This Is You

𓇚𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋𓇚

WARNING: SEX SCENE

"You ready to talk to me now?" I lowered my hand, giving up. Straightening my posture, I turn around to face him, "I was hungry, Dean didn't leave me anything to eat." I walk right past him, he grabs hold of my arm. As expected.

"Did I say you could leave?" 

"Did I say you could put hands on me?" I jerk my arm away from his grasp.

"What did I say about leaving your room?"

"Did I mention how many fucks I give?" I hold up my hands, pretending to lose count, "Hmm...clearly not." I said sarcastically.

"You little-" He takes a step towards me, our faces so close I could hear his breathing pick up, his nostrils flaring big, the fire in his eyes raging so high it looked as if he was about to implode.

"Little, what?" I raised my head, showing him the same challenging look in his eyes back to him, "Like father like daughter," He scoffed, taking a step back.

"You want me to make you some eggs?" He opened the fridge, "Bought them fresh this morning," He started taking out two eggs, "I'm good, thanks." I sat down on the island, "You don't want to eat anything?" I shook my head, "To clarify I don't want to eat anything you made." I said.

"I'm going back to my room." I got up from the stool, "You wanna know something funny?" I stopped, keeping my back faced to him, "I watched over you for many, many, many years." He cracked one of the eggs.

"Your mother. Was highly ashamed that she had slept with me, but was with your father, my brother." I locked my jaw, my teeth grinding against each other, "She was tied between us two." He cracked the second egg, "He was able to provide security. And I...was able to provide love."

"Fuck you." I snarled. "My father was a great man who had high standards that you weren't able to reach, that's why you tore him down to your level." I turned around, "My mother was the weakest one. Just like you said. She wasn't able to handle the pressure of a family." I said.

I saw him clench his jaw, watching the muscles move, "Ryan Johnson was the most humble, strongest, loving man I'd ever known. He was taken too soon, and so was my brother who never deserved to leave so soon. He had his whole life ahead-"

There it was. 

There was the real Kai. 

My head stayed in place, smiling to myself, "There it is." I slowly turn my head to look at him, "You will never be like him. So, stop acting like I should appreciate everything you've done for me." His breathing was rapid, his hand still raised high, his flesh burning red on the inside of his palm.

"You see this..." I grazed my fingers over his imprinted mark. "This is you." I tucked my fallen hair behind my ear, "This is the real Kai. The one who hurts anyone who crosses him...even his own child." I said.

"Your eggs are burning." I turn on my heel, walking away from him. 

That was the first time in a long time since I stood up to him. 

I walk back up the stairs, making sure he hears me and slam my door shut. 

"Maybe that'll do the trick."