The Professor and I

26| Oh, Rumor

Rayne Washington

A dangerous grin, spreaded on my father face.

"Business? What business do we need to discuss, huh?" My face probably showed discuss.

He got up from his seat and rubbed on his chin, slowly taking steps forward.

"How did you know about me and- Kingston?" I needed to know.

He chuckled, before slowly circling me. "I've had people watching your for months, darling."

I knew my face had a shocked expression.

"You've been spying on me.." I shouldn't even be surprised. My father has always been controlling, it shouldn't be new that he would make sure that everything he ask of me is followed"

"Yes, I have. I knew something seemed off about you.. The tension between you and Kingston, didn't seem threatening nor a tension I should be thinking he was going to kill you." He paused and looked at me.

"His father is great at many things and the son, his son Kingston. Always completed a task his farther asked of him, just like you did. But he seems so gentle when it comes to you, which of course raised my suspicion. Why would a ruthless man be so kindhearted, to someone he was supposed to kill?" He said those words close to my ear.

My hands were sweaty and I felt like there was no oxygen.

"Because he has some feelings for her. Maybe even a little affair. " he was now standing in front of me. "And that her happens to be my fucking, whore of a daughter!"

Tears started falling onto my cheek. I just wanted to run away and hide.

"What are we here to talk about?" I just wanted to get to the point, so I could leave, and be nowhere near this man.

He cleared his throat. "Right. Business now."

"People are beginning to talk. They think I'm losing control, and that I'm not to be trusted. Rumor has it, that I was the fucking one to shoot Bryce." His hands was now in his pocket.

I'm glad word is out. Asshole.

"Which is true of course, not that I don't know that or you don't. But who else needs to know that, who already isn't aware of that?" He began to slowly walk around again.

"So I ask this of you. I want you to leave Brcye. I found an even better partner who offers way more wealth, reputation, and power. All he wants is your hand in marriage. We would all be set for life." A smile went across his face, that made me really uncomfortable.

My father was really trying to sell me off.... Yet again. But this would be worse. I don't know of this guy he is talking about. I knew Brcye so this was different. It was evident my father didn't care about nobody but himself.

"What? Are you fucking insane!" I couldn't take this madness anymore. I had to give him my thoughts on this.

His eyes darkend with rage.

"I've been trying to teach you how to be respectful for years. I'm glad I got someone that's ruthless and will put you in your fucking place. You fucking whore." He was now all up in my face, looking down at me with pure anger, and hatred. He meant every word he just said.

"Oh really? What are you going to do if I don't..I'm not going to be controlled by you anymore!" I yelled at him, fearlessly.

He looked taken back and a quick slap landed on my cheek, causing my head to turn the other way.

I couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"You're so weak."

My father grabbed me by the hair, causing me to let out a painful whimper.

"Oh really? I want you to end that fucking affair with Kingston, leave Brcye, and take Sin's hand in marriage. And exchange I'll fucking keep your secret." He seethed.

I was really being blackmailed, right now. Of course I didn't want any of this to go down like this. Why couldn't I just be left alone. Making matters worse.

"No. I don't care you tell Brcye and anyone else, you know why? Because by time you do. He'll already know that I've been sleeping around with someone else. It would be no point, and you wouldn't have nothing on me. But as for your little secret, it will spread like fire." I smiled as I looked at his face expression.

He landed a punch right at my face, causing me to collapse onto the ground and hold onto my nose, that had blood running out of it.

"You hit like a bitch." I smiled again looking at him.

"Just like the time you hit me, again, and again until you killed my fucking child. A innocent child that didn't even get to take it's first breath yet. And yet you took it. You're nothing but a coward and a miserable man!" I yelled with every built up emotion I had.

My father chuckled. "I didn't even know you were pregnant. I was actually trying to kill you, but the seed you were carrying? Oh, honey. That was just a bonus. I did you a favor anyways. You were carrying another man's child, and a bastard." He held no remorse. He was very serious. I lost all control. I grabbed a crowbar that was nearby, on the table.

I held it up against my father. I was surely not scared, or would hesitate to use it on him.

"Oh? So you're going to kill your own father? The man that protected you and cared for you all these years." He said sarcastically.

"You call this taking care of me? Protecting me? All you do is control me and yet, you can't even protect me for yourself. You call yourself a father? You won't even let me live my own damn life. You're sick!" I stepped closer still pointing the weapon at him.

"I hate you with a fucking passion. You're no longer in control of my life." I looked at him no longer. I dropped the weapon and turned away from him.

I was done letting others control my life. It was time I stood up for myself.

"We'll see." My father mumbled behind me, loud enough for me to hear.

My father started to laugh.