Erica sighed and slowly sat down across from her dad who was staring at her with a stern look. she went to speak but he was quick to shut her up, hushing her and shaking his head. he leant forward and interlocked his fingers together, narrowing his eyes down onto her and wetting his bottom lip before starting to speak. Erica knew her dad hated that she was involved with all of this stuff, especially after what had happened to her brother. Her dad used to run summerhouse, until he got thrown in jail, so he knew exactly what she was involved in, which made it ten times worse.
"you know what Erica, when i got put in here for what i was doing and when your brother got put into a fucking coma which he's been in for 7 years now, i would think you'd be a little fucking smarter with your life choices. but no, you decide to follow what we did, and look where its getting you. you look a mess, you sound a mess, Jason was just down here telling me this is the twelfth time you've been kidnapped and hurt in the past two months. twelve times?! I had you young enough to know how you're acting, and what the fucking youth is like now days." Erica winced and looked at her lap when her dad was scolding her, she had been in the business too long now to drop out, even if her whole family had a bad outcome for it. her mum wasn't even in the picture, dipped after she had her.
Erica knew her dad loved her a lot and that was the only reason he was shouting at her. and Jason, he was like another brother to her, they grew up together, and she never even saw him as someone to get into all of this shit but here he is now, her partner in crime. She knew that was why her dad was even more upset. Even though she knew her dad was right, she couldn't help but feel a little anger bubbling up in her stomach, he was such a fucking hypocrite sometimes.
"what did you want me to do? huh? when Lucas got put in that coma everyone looked at me! everyone saw me as the next one to take it on and guess what dad, I've been doing it for seven years, I'm not jus going to turn my back on my family now. and you, you're such a hypocrite! you and fucking Dushane and bloody Dris, don't think i don't remember how much of a menace you guys were. especially fucking Dris man, he was on something else." she scoffed, throwing her hands about a bit to express how she was feeling. she had one hundred percent got her dads temper, everyone said it to her. everyone said she was exactly like her dad, that she had that same glint in her eyes.
He stared at her and didn't even feel angry, he knew she was right, but he just couldn't help but feel guilty that this was happening and he wasn't able to protect her. he ran a hand over his head and sighed, taking both of her hands into his, kissing the back of them.
"you're my princess Erica, i don't want you to end up like your brother." he whispered and she frowned, her eyes shimmering with sadness, she hated seeing her dad upset, he was always such a good dad, always there for her when she needed him, she just hated how he never thought he was good enough.
"I'm sorry daddy." she murmured and watched him nod before letting go of her hands and leaning back in his seat, a small smile coming onto his face as he chuckled a bit.
"Dris really was problematic wasn't he?" he joked and she giggled as well, nodding, she hadn't seen him in a while. Him and Dushane were practically her uncles, but ever since her dad and Dushane had that massive argument and Dushane left for Jamaica, she rarely talked to any of them. she leant on her hand and hummed softly.
"how long until your out daddy?" she asked sadly, she asked this every time she came here, sometimes it was longer than he had said the last time and she just knew that he had done something, but this time, his face stayed in a small smile, his eyes proudly having a glint in them.
"two months baby." he spoke softly and her eyes widened with happiness, she squealed and smiled widely, jumping up to hug her dad tightly. he stood up too, wrapping his arms around her head and smiling. he leant down to kiss the top of her head.
