TAENY Fanfics 2 (MultiShot)

1- Fools

Tiffany didn't know how long she had been curled up in her bed, crying. Her usually sweet-scented room was replaced with a strong scent of alcohol. A complete mixture of bitterness and tears. It probably the first time she witnessed her dad throwing a huge tantrum on her. She was scared, she needed someone to come over and hold her.

Her body jerked in shock when she heard her bedroom door cracked open. Judging by the strong footsteps, she knew it was her dad. The main cause of her fear.

Without looking at the other person, Tiffany moved to the corner of her bed more and hid her head in between her arms, earning an audible sigh from the old man.

The man bent down to gather up the broken pieces of the bottle he threw hours ago. He then cleaned the floor before he washed his hands and went back inside his daughter's room. He sat on the edge of Tiffany's bed, finding the right first word to say. In the end, he sighed out once again before calling out the name he gave to his daughter.

"Stephanie" His voice was rather soft, and filled with guilt. But still stern enough to kept Tiffany unmoved.

"Stephanie" He called out once again, with the same voice. "Let me treat your wound"

With that, she peeked over her arm, only to meet a sight of her father. She could tell that he was fully sober, he wore fresh clothes and his hair that was brushed to the back was still a little bit wet from the shower.

"Come here" He said while offering his hand out for Tiffany to hold on.

And Tiffany did. Her soft feminine hand trembled under her father's rough palm. She lifted her weak body off the bed and scooted closer to the man. It was quiet when her dad applied iodine on a cotton ball and aligned it to the corner of Tiffany's lips.

"Look, I'm really sorry for what I did"

Tiffany flinched, not because of his voice but the stinging pain on her cut. Once he was done, he put the cotton away before he softly lay his hand on Tiffany's

"Your mom would've throw me out of this house if she found out about this" He joked out with a giggle, remembering about their good days when there were three of them.

It brought a small smile on Tiffany's face as another tear streamed down her face. She missed her.

"I'm begging you, Steph. Please end it. For me and your mom" When he only got a deadpan face as an answer, he let out a sigh.

"It's our dream to see our only daughter walking down the aisle, happily marrying a good man who can protect you forever.. not a girl.. you know- um.."

"You're still young. This is not the end of the world. That girl is not the world. You resembles your mom greatly. You're beautiful. I'm sure there are many good guys out there who would like to protect you like a man can. Who can provide a life for you and your future kids.."

"Please, Steph? Please don't disappoint us. Please just live normally like any other people—" lines of heavy coughs cut his sentence.

He took a glance over his hand that he used to cover his mouth and found a trace of blood. He quickly balled his fist and hit it in his jeans' pocket.

"Please end it for us. For me and mom" And with that, he left Tiffany once again.

Thinking about how she should choose between her parents and the love of her life.

She closed her eyes as she felt more tears escaping. She fought the pain in her chest as she inhaled and exhaled.

For mom