𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒅

04

Tonight was hellish. I decided to walk back home which was a long ass venture. Neah was calling my phone over and over again, leaving messages on my phone. I turned it off. I got to the house eventually and sighed. Her car isn't here, thank goodness. I know it's late. I think, I'm not so sure. The last message she sent to me before I cut my phone off was around eight forty.

I knocked and waited. I knocked again, and again. I already know I'm getting kicked out. I'll find somewhere else to crash. I pound on the door harder.

"Hey old man! I need my stuff!"

The door opened up and there he stood in all his ripped glory. I'm a simp for abs, doesn't matter on whom. They're way more defined without his shirt on. I also noticed a tattoo of his own by his abdomen. It's a scorpion.

It was only until he tapped my chin that I looked up at him. "What happened to your face." Was he sleeping? His hair does look messier. But I pulled myself together. I smacked his hand away.

"Nothing. I'm just here to get my things." I walked past him but he grabbed my upper arm, holding me in place.

"You're no mannered. You woke me up out of my sleep, you don't say good night and you don't tell me what happened."

I frowned. "Why is that your business?"

"Cause you're under my watch."

I kissed my teeth and pulled my hand away. "You're not my fucking dad. And I already said I'm leaving so I don't see what the big deal is."

I touched my cheek and winced. I stuck my hands into my pockets as I went upstairs. Why is everyone being such an asshole to me? I didn't even do anything and again he's up my ass.

I made it to my room and began packing. I need to leave before Neah gets back here. I don't want to face her. Tonight was embarrassing on my part.

"Where's Neah?"

I sighed. Zipping up my bag. "The hell if I know?"

"I hope you're not putting my daughter into whatever it is you've got going on girlie." Girlie?

That was it. I looked at him and crossed my arms. "I was being nice ever since I came here but I think it flew over your head since you're obviously being a dick. I got into a fight, who cares?!" I snatched my bag up and went to leave but he stepped in, closing the door behind him.

Is he a molester? Oh my goodness this man is planning on raping me. "You've never been disciplined have you?" He asks, his voice dropping a few octaves.

"I don't know what it is you have going on in your head but you better step off." I back up but he kept walking closer and closer. The back of my knees hit the bed and I was forced to sit.

He stopped in front of me and I stared up at him. My eyes drift down to his crotch and holy shit! Is that him on soft? Wait why am I looking? I looked back at him and glared.

"I like girls old man; so back it up before I bite your cock off."

He got quiet and eventually, he left. "Fucker." I waited for about five minutes before leaving my room. I heard a slam and I knew it was Neah. I cussed to myself and skipped back to my room. I locked the door and listened.

She turned the knob but it didn't open. "Beck? Beck can we talk? What happened out there?" She asks. She knocked but I kept quiet. I don't want her to know I'm up.

"Beck I know you're up, please just talk to me." Still nothing. Why am I obsessing over her anyways? She has a boyfriend. We just kiss sometimes when we're high. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Beck?"

I opened the door. Neah exhaled and looked at me. She noticed the bag in my hand an shook her head.

"Beck, don't go. I don't know what that was about but I'm sorry. And I'm sorry for what Nick did. We got into a fight and

"It's fine, Neah. But I can't stay here."

"Why not?"

"I broke a rule." More or less.

"Rule? What rule?"

I sighed and itched my scalp. "Your dad set some rules and he said if I broke any of them then I can't stay. So I'm not staying."

"Bullshit. You're not going anywhere. Stay, Beck."

The pleading look in her eyes made me cave. "Fine. But you need to treat me to weed. I need to get high."

A breath of relief left her lips and she nodded. "I will, but don't let my dad know." She whispers. If only she knew the rules. Seems like they only apply to me. "Tomorrow we could hang out at the skatepark, just you and I."

"Alright...fine."

"Sorry about Nick."

"Well, I did hit him first."

"I guess."

There was a bit of silence before she spoke again. "So, I noticed you and Lilly disappear for a while." She says with a devious smirk. I scoffed and walked back, setting my bag down at the foot of my bed. Neah walked in and set herself onto the bed.

I laid down next to her, staring at the ceiling's window. I forgot what it's called.

"Yeah."

"What did the two of you do?"

I shrug. "Nothing major."

She snickered. "Nothing major? What does that mean?"

"Just kissed a bit."

"Hmm. So why did you ask me if I was fucking with you?"

I locked eyes with her. I can't tell her the real reason as to why. So in short I answered, "It's nothing major."

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