Vic's Daughter

Chapter 3:Wrists' are for bracelets not for cutting

Tony's POV

   "Vic, why's my kid sleeping with your's?"
   "No, there watching a movie." He explained.
   "Well, it kinda looks like there sleeping."
   "Just let it be, it's not like she gonna get pregnant."
   "True. I would kill my son if he got someone pregnant at only 18."
   "I thought Trevor was 20?" He questioned.
   "He is, she's sleeping with Tyler."
   "No, Tyler's right there, Trevor's upstairs."
   "Shit." I mumbled.
   "Just let it go. There not gonna have sex after her mother died, it would be painful for her."
   "True. Just, let's check on them every hour."
   "Okay. We'll check at noon. Then one if there still sleeping."
   "Damn, I just realized that she has school tomorrow. Uh, what does she need for school?"
   "I don't know. My boys just got pencils." (A/N I don't remember what I needed for school, Sorry.)
   "Well, we already have pencils here."
   "Good. Now, my boys want to know something."
   "Okay. What?"
   "Well, the-" I was cut off by screaming. We raced up the stairs into Sydney's room. But they were still sleeping. I looked over to the TV. They were watching a weird cartoon.
   "What are you WATCHING!?" Vic scream/asked.
   Sydney woke up and stretched. She woke Trevor too.
   "What?"
   "I asked you what are you watching."
   "We're watching Psycho-Pass," She explained.
   "Ok, well, turn it down. We heard it scream from downstairs."
   "That wasn't us, that's Jamie, go look if you don't believe me."
   "Ok, I'll go see what he's doing that consists of screams."

Sydney's POV

   "So, Sydney. There's something  I have to tell you."
   "Anything, I don't care."
   "Well, I'm 20."
    "And this affects me how?" I asked.
    "Arn't you like 15?" He asked me.
   "No, I'm 17. That's funny, do you think that 'cause I'm so short?"
   "No, your dad told me you were 15 though."
   "Hell to the no I'm not 15.  My dad hasn't seen me in 11 years. Me and my mom left when I was six. And 6 plus 11 is?"
   "17."
   "Good, you can add."
   "Yes, I can add." He said kissing my nose.
   "So, does your brother still go to school?"
   "Yeah, and so does Jordan. There both in 12th grade this year. What grade are you in?" He asked me.
   "I'm in 12th." I lied, I didn't want him to know I was a high school drop out. I dropped out a few weeks before I got on the plane. I think it was 3 weeks.
   "Good, maybe you and my brothers have some classes together."
   "Maybe." I sighed.
   "What's wrong? I heard you sigh."
   "Nothing, just, I-I'm a high school drop out."
   "Oh. I don't care," he said in a caring voice. " I was too. Just don't tell anyone."
   "Okay."
   "It's late, do you wanna go to sleep or?"
   "Or what? Like..."
   "Never mind. So? Do you like to skate board?" He asked changing the subject.
   "Yeah, that's what I do instead of going to school."
   "Well, I can bring you to the skate park tomorrow, me and my friends are gonna hang out there. Your invite if you like."
   "Okay. Yeah, since my dad thinks I go to school."
   "Well, goodnight." He said kissing my forehead and then my lips.
   "Goodnight, I-I love you." I said hugging him.
   "Love you too. See you in the morning." He said closing my door.
   "Did I just say I love him?" I questioned myself. "I know I do, but, he said it... back to me..." I laid on my side and looked at my clock. It was already 9. I soon fell asleep.
   I sat up quickly shaking in fright. Out of breath and sweating.
   I got up and changed into some cute black shorts and a loose tank top. I walked to Trevor's room and knocked on his door.
   "Who is it?" He asked.
   "It's Sydney," I answered.
   "Come in," He told me and I walked in. "What's the matter?" He asked.
   "I had a nightmare, about my mother being murdered. I saw the whole thing. It was so... graphic, and... disturbing."
   "Well, I'm here for you, I know what it's like loosing a mom, I lost mine when I was 17 too. She died from cancer. She was young."
   "I'm sorry..." I told him.
   He looked at my breasts and looked at my face again.
   "Hmm?" He asked.
   "My face is up here."
   "Sorry, there just... distracting me." I smiled. 
   "It's ok," I said kissing his lips. They were soft, and warm. I pulled away. "I-I'm sorry... about that."
   "Why are you sorry? It was... amazing." I smiled showing my teeth.
   I continued to kiss his lips. I sat up and he sat up and pulled my upon his lap. He began to take his shirt off. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He stood up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He had me propped against the wall. He got my shirt off half way. My dad walked in.
   "WHAT THE FUCK!" He screamed at us. I pulled my shirt down to my waist again. Jordan and Tyler came running to Vic's side.
   "What happened here?" Jordan asked.
   "It looks like my brother was in the middle of fucking little Sydney."
   "Boys. Leave." My dad and the Tony said.
   "Yes sir." They said leaving and going back to their rooms.
   "I think we're in trouble." Trevor whispered to me.
   "Me too."
   "Kids, we know your hormones and stuff ar-"
   "Look, If we're going to have this conversation, at least have another woman in here."
    "Fine. Tony, go get Ember." He nodded and went off.
    "Who's Ember?" I asked.
    "Ember is your cousin. She is Mike's daughter."
    "And how old is she?" I asked another question.
    "She's 16."
    "Great." I said sarcastically.
    "What do you need Uncle Vic? I was in the middle of a BOTDF dream."
    "Ok, well, your cousin made me get another girl in here to have this conversation."
    "Ew... Is this another one of your sex stories?"
    "Um... no."
    "Ok. Then I'll stay."