DADDY DEAREST

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getting ready for school in her bedroom, addison had just packed her backpack up with all the books she needed for the day

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getting ready for school in her bedroom, addison had just packed her backpack up with all the books she needed for the day. it was part of her very organized daily routine.

just as she was about to zip up her bag, a light tapping against her window caught her attention. addison's eyes widened in surprise as she opened the it up to find lip standing outside. "can i help you?" she smirked, leaning against the window sill.

"you weren't picking up." lip explained, referring to the missed calls on her cell. "because i'm getting ready for school. why aren't you?" addison questioned, a playful glint in her eyes.

"do you want to go with me to the university of chicago, today? that professor from the sat invited me for a tour." lip inquired, knowing she'd definitely say yes in a heartbeat. addison was a huge dork when it came to stuff like this.

addison's face lit up with excitement. "i'll be down in five," she declared proudly before shutting the window.

throwing on her coat, scarf, and gloves, addison hurried down the stairs ready to head outside. but as thrilled as she was, it all came to an immediate halt as the girl froze in place at the bottom of the steps, her mind struggling to process the scene before her. her mother, who was usually passed out from alcohol benders at this hour, stood at the stove with a spatula in hand, flipping pancakes.

"mom?" addison's voice was barely a whisper, her surprise evident in her wide eyes. brooke turned around, a tired smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "morning, honey. thought i'd make us breakfast today."

addison blinked, still trying to comprehend the sight. it was rare to see her mother sober, let alone preparing a morning meal. the scent of pancakes filled the air, mingling with her disbelief.

she glanced around the room, noticing sydney sitting at the table eating. she looked equally as surprised, but she seemed to just be going along with it.

"are you.. feeling okay?" addison asked cautiously, taking a hesitant step forward towards her mother. brooke nodded, the fatigue evident in her eyes. "yeah, just had a good night's sleep for once."

as a long silence filled the room, addison's eyes peered around, noticing no jordan in sight. "so, where's jordan?" she whispered cautiously, her stomach knotting with apprehension.

her mother's smile faltered slightly, a shadow crossing her features. "oh, he's... he had to run some errands this morning." addison's squinted at the evasive response. she knew all too well that running errands was often a cover-up that they'd gotten into a fight. she exchanged a knowing glance with sydney, who mirrored her understanding.

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