𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒅

21

I left the bathroom after locking myself in for half the day. When I got out Sebastian was laying down on my side of the cabin reading that stupid book of his. He's dressed in something different from this morning and the entire room smells like him.

Upon hearing me get out he looked past the book, looking at me. I took the book from him and closed it, dropping it to the floor. I took my pants off, kicking it to the side. I got on top of him, kissing him instantly.

He responded to my need and kissed me back. I tug at his shirt and he sat up, putting us in missionary. My hands traveled down his shirt, tugging at the waist of his pants. He smells so good.

I tugged at his pants, begging in my frustration. "Take it off." My words were loose and needy. Sebastian bucked his hips and pulled his pants down. I stroked him, kissing him again.

Who knew I needed someone like him to understand me? He tore my panty off and I exhaled heavily. I need him. I slipped his hard on inside of me and exhaled. I don't think I'd ever get tired of that feeling.

Sebastian took my shirt off and held my lower back. I held his shoulders as he thrusted inside of me. I love this and I love the fact that he understood.

"Thank you." I say.

"I know." He kissed my chest and I felt alive. I don't care what he and Neah spoke about. I don't want to know either. Him being here is what's important. Sebastian rocked his hips quicker and I held him close to me.

I could cry right now.

"Bastian, right there. Yeah right there." I was huffing and puffing like I had ran miles. That feeling of my body relaxing before clenching up happened and I came. I grabbed onto his shirt tightly as I came. Sebastian grunted in my ear and moved my hips for me still.

"Cum inside me." I want to feel it. I'm curious as to how he'll feel. "Please Sebastian."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." It was a beg.

He kissed my neck and I traced my fingers through his hair. I moaned loudly and sobbed. Sebastian twitched inside of me before I felt a warm feeling fill me up. It came it loads.

"Fuck." He cuss lowly. Sebastian pulled out and I inhaled. I hugged him, holding him close as tears fell from my eyes. He held me back, breathing heavily.

"Thank you." I sob. Sebastian exhaled, touching my hair and stroking gently.

"Anything for you Becky. Anything for you."

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After Beck and I had sex she cried in my arms. I knew she was frustrated. I ended up cuddling her until she eventually fell asleep. As for me I headed out to see what was up with Nick.

I don't like the kid at all. Maybe if I hadn't known everything beforehand then I would've been fooled by his nice guy persona at dinner.

I walked around for a bit and spotted he and Neah at the lake. They look to be arguing. I wasn't expecting to see him yet since I was still thinking about the possibilities of what I should say. Either so, it seems like I came at the right time.

"I don't give a shit Neah! You fucking lied to me!"

"Want to know why!? Because you would always go on smoking with your friends and drinking and somehow end up having sex with Beth, Frankie, Olivia, Hannah! All of those sluts and still I come back to you! You cheating asshole!"

She slapped him and he hit her back. The father in me exploded. I ran over and grabbed him by the shirt, punching him. He fell down and I followed him down, punching him again.

It's not everyday I put my hands on someone, but this is my daughter here. And no man should ever put their hands on my only child.

"Dad stop! Dad stop it you're hurting him!" Neah pulled my hand and cried. "Stop dad! Stop." I was punched drunk with confusion. Neah shoved me away and I got up. She catered to Nick, wiping his face and sobbing.

I didn't know what to say about this. My daughter, having been hit, ran to the man that hit her. Instead of crying in my arms...she's rather cry in his. Why? What happened to my baby girl?

The girl whose hair I learned to braid, the girl who would always cry when I would pick out the wrong outfit and dresses. Or my little girl whom I learned to cook for. Where has she gone?

As Neah and Nick hugged in their awkward position I got up and made my way back leisurely to the cabin. What kind of love do they have that it's strong enough to pull her away from me, lie, and take a slap from someone that's supposed to love her?

I was perplexed.

"Sebastian?"

I hadn't noticed I had entered the cabin until Beck called my name. I gazed at her and she's stepping out of the bathroom.

"Are you okay?"

I don't have words. "Oh my goodness what happened to your hand?" She walked over quickly as I ventured to my side of the room. She took a seat next to me, scooping up my hand.

"What happened?"

"Let's go."

"What?"

"Let's leave. I can't stay here."

Beck made me look at her. "What happened?"

"I saw my own daughter get hit by the man she claims she loves and she shoved me away when I defended her."

I saw Beck's face turn to that of a scowl and she got up in rage. I caught her wrist, stopping her.

"Let's just go. I don't know what to say anymore."

"I told you before...Nick is an asshole, but Neah is even worse. And whenever she find out about us, I wouldn't give two shits."

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Neah, girly, you had one job and that was to be a good daughter...for SHAME!