The Hidden Daughter.

chapter 1: the secret

Hi, my name is Ashley Benson, I am 16 3/4 years old, and I think that I may just have the biggest secret in the school.

I haven't told anyone about it, not even my closest 4 friends, Lucy Hale, shay Mitchell, Troian Bellisario and Sasha pieterse.

But there is a reason for this, someone I love, but have never forgave could get into loads of trouble for what they did, and I could never forgive myself for snitching and ruining my mum's life and happiness.

My dad never said sorry for what he, he just said it was a mistake and should have never happened.

Maybe I should just start with what happened?

I was 14 and a bit, it was a warm summers night when it all happened.

I set up my laptop and send a video chat request to lucy, shay, sasha and troian so we could all just talk and findout how we have been.

"so how are you then?" I asked all of the girls as they answered.

"great!" shay replied.

"Fine you?" lucy asked.

"Good" troian said.

"amazing!" sasha smiled.

"that's good, and I'm great." I smiled.

"so sasha, why are you so smiley all of a sudden?" I asked unable to keep in any longer.

"It's nothing." she blushed.

" yes it is your blushing." shay laughted.

"yeah you have gotta tell us now." lucy demanded.

"Ok, ok it's was that really cute guy from our English lit class, lorenzo, he asked me out, and I said yes." she smiled.

"Oh my gosh aaahhhh" we all Screamed in unison.

" I can picture it I'm my head right now, savisa, or is it trasha ?" troian laughted.

"trust you to have ship names already." I laughted.

"I have loads of them for all of you btw, so if you tell me who you are dating I can give you some ideas." troian said.

"I think that it should be savisa alot, what do you think?" shay asked.

"erm, I think it the same because trasha sounds like trash and not very nice."

"Ok then, savisa it is." lucy smiled.

"so shay what did you get in your design project?" I asked.

"an A++" she grinned.

"see, we all knew you would, so why did you stress out about it?" sasha asked.

"because I'm shay and I worry about everything." she laughted.

" yeah, I guess so." lucy smiled.

"Oh and troian have you done your Russian history project of 2500 words that's due in tomorrow?" I asked.

"Omg, I completely forgot, I better so it now, seems it's only 8:30 I should have enough time if I hurry. OK, so I better get going, but I'll talk tomorrow, bye." she said.

" bye" the rest if us said in unison.

Troian left conversation.

Suddenly there was a loud slam as the front door shut.

"hey ashley, get down here Now!" he yelled.

Oh gosh, I'm in so much trouble, he is always like this when he is drunk, but he has never done anything mean, he just gets a bit moody and snappy easily.

But down worry, he normally just does straight to bed.

A sudden wave of fear consumed me.

I don't know why, I'm not scared of him, I'm just a worry case, I always stress out about silly things.

Like the time when we walked across the road and I thought we would get hit by a car.

Or the time mum told me about Santa when I was little and how he comes down the chimney to see you, so I get dad to leave the fire on so he couldn't watch me.

Or even the time when we went on holiday on an aeroplane and I heard someone talking about the plane crashing, so I got up and started to scream like a crazy person until the flight attendant calmed me down.

"sorry guys, my dad's just got home, so I need to leave now, but I'll see you in the morning." I smiled.

"bye ash." they all said before either hung up.

I made my way downstairs to see my dad more drunk than I had ever seen him, propping himself against the door.

"yes dad, you wanted me." i said.

"yeah I do, where's your mum?" he asked.

"don't you remember? She went out to her works due and won't be back till about 11:00/12:00." I reminded him.

"Oh shit." he mumbled.

"what was it dad, maybe I could help you." I said, not knowing what I just got myself into.

"well yeah, I suppose you could." he grinned.

I was slightly confused, but scared at the same time.

"well you see I have a little problem and I need you to sort it out for me." he said looking down at his trousers.

Is he trying to say what I think he is saying? I thought to myself.

"erm, dad what are you trying to say." I asked.

"you know what I'm trying to say ashley, I need you to let me get rid of all my problems." he said getting closer to me.

"Dad, your really drunk, you don't know what you are talking about. Maybe you should just go to bed, and we can both forget this ever happened." I said backing away from him.

" or maybe you could just listen to me and stop being so stubborn." he said grabbing my arm.

"no, I don't want to!" I yelled.

"well, if you don't, then I will hurt your mother and friends." he yelled back.

" no you wouldnt, you wouldn't dare, you love mum and you'd better leave my friends our of this." I said as tears formed in my eyes.

"don't push me ashley, I would, so don't under estimate me young lady, now do what I say." he boomed.

"Okay, okay, I'll do what you say, as long as you promise not to hurt them." I cried.

"I knew you would see it my way." my dad laughted.

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So yes, I am starting another story, vote and comment if you want me to continue it.

And no, it's not like my other story, it might sound the same at the end, but after the next 1 or 2 chapters it takes a life if it's own.

Please read the description at the front of the book if you haven't already and give me your opinions.

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Kisses-phoebe <3