Teeth (A JakeHoon FF)

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(A/N [Rose] : This is what happened around an hour before the last bit of the last chapter so that y'all will understand, so here you go) 

"Layla Mentuggeny!" Her dad shouted, his words slurring together.

"Yes, dad," Layla replied as she walked warily to her father in the kitchen. He had a bottle of Sherry in his hands.

"Get Chloe..." He said, drunk, as he pointed behind Layla.

(A/N: I know y'all who are reading this just before ENHYPEN's comeback with ROMANCE: UNTOLD are like, 'Is that meant to be a reference?' Yes, it is. However, all of us ENGENES (including me) who are awaiting the release of the album don't know what the storyline of Chloe is and we don't know much about her relation to our vampire boys, so Chloe's part in this story is entirely fictional and not copied from ENHYPEN. Also, Chloe is older than our favourite seven in this ff.)

"Dad, she's not here..." Layla said painfully as she moved to take the bottle of wine from her dad.

"I said, get her!" He screamed like a child as he moved away and protected his bottle like a child hugging a pillow.

Layla covered her ears; she was very sensitive to noise and had an unusually keen sense of smell.

"What are you waiting for?" He words were still slurred. "Listen to me, child!" 

He shook Layla by the shoulders while she stood there, looking down, as she tried not to tear up. She hated seeing her dad in this state. Why her mum had to leave him for another guy was completely beyond her. 

"Dad..." she sobbed.

"Go!" 

"But Dad, Mum isn't here..." Layla said softly as she turned to walk to her room. 

"Nuh-uh, you aren't going to your room. You're going to find her, otherwise..." 

Layla's dad started undoing his belt and stared dead-on at Layla. He got off the chair he was sitting on and advanced towards his daughter. Layla slowly stepped back, intimidated by her father who stumbled towards her. Her back met the wall and her father fell on her chest with the belt in his hands.

"I need Chloe..." He groaned. 

"I want her..." He said again.

Layla groaned as she felt her father becoming heavier and heavier on her. 

"Dad," she said she tried to push her father off. 

"Oh, you're not getting away that easily,"Layla's dad goofily smirked as he pinned her against the wall, or, more like, supported himself on the wall with his hands and ended up cornering her.

"Layla, tonight will be long." He smirked even wider, but now it was a dark one and his brown orbs were also dark.

Layla's dad dragged her by her silky, blonde hair to his bedroom and took out a condom out of a drawer nearby. 

'I can see why Mum left us now... I think?" She thought. 

'Why did you have to leave me with a maniac?' She asked inwardly in her thoughts.

She stood by the bathroom door as her dad undressed on the bed. Naturally, she looked away, but her dad creeped up on her and pulled her onto the bed as he rolled the condom on. 

"Dad!" She screamed, not wanting to be used again.

"Shut up," he growled. He was still drunk so her towered on top of her, naked, in an unstable manner.