Our Love (Yandere X Reader)

Part 5

Ophelia's POV:
I leaned against my dresser and called my dad.
Ring....ring....

"Come on dad, please pick up..." I whispered under my breath.

Ring...hello?

"Dad!" I said over joyed

"Hey kiddo, I'm sorry I didn't come home last night, something came up and I ended up having to stay"

"It's okay, but when will you be back?" I said as my voice got higher pitched and cracky

"Woah is everything okay kiddo?"

"Paul is drunk again..." I said starting to sob out of fear

"Okay kiddo, breathe and tell me what happened"

"So...you know that boy I told you about?"

"Mhm.."

"Well, I was gonna see if he wanted to come over and I was trying to get Paul to help me clean up his mess and he got all bitchy...and then I snapped and told him the truth and he threw a beer bottle at my head and I'm bleeding" I said trying not to sob so I sounded clear

"I'll be there in 15 to 20 minutes," he growled "where are you at?"

"I'm in my room" I said trying not to cry

"Okay, Ophelia, I want you to stay there and apply pressure to the wound" He said

"Okay, I'll see you then. Love you..."

"Hang in there kiddo" He said and hung up.

I was shocked that Dad said he'd come back this time, usually he says "just stay in your room and away from him till he passes out" or something along thoes lines. But he has never left work to come and help deal with Paul...he was starting to act more like a parent and more responsible which made me feel much better. Just then I heard the front door swing open and my dad yelling at Paul. I decided to eavesdrop.

"Paul are you fucking kidding me?!" My dad said in the 'I swear if you make any sound I will make you shut up' tone

"What?! What did I do William?!" Paul said in the same snobby attitude as before.

"YOU THREW A FUCKING BOTTLE AT MY DAUGHTER!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT? DID THAT LITTLE SHITHEAD CALL YOU AND TELL YOU A WHOLE BUNCH OF BULLSHIT AGAIN??!!"

my dad paused "OPHELIA, GET DOWN HERE"

I walked down with my head wrapped in a white t-shirt no one wore

"THEN EXPLAIN THIS PAUL"

"OH MY FUCKIN' GOD! THAT LITTLE CUNT IS LYIN'-"

"Oh really?" My dad said back into a calm tone. He walked to his room and grabbed his computer. He sat his computer down on the coffee table and held down a button.

It was a recording! My dad put up cameras secretly, that's why he came!!

Hey you guys! I'm sorry I won't stop going on about Ophelia I just want to get her background clear!