Max-Senpai~ (A Mithzan Fanfic)

DAD?!? (Chapter 17)

If you skipped the SUPARAWESOMEMEGALOONG thingy, it's a chapter.

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I also made this one longer because we hit 1.9 k reads!

~ Abigail's POV ~

I'm in the car right now.

It's been a day since my dad, Fargo, sent me the text.

It's scary, because there were shootings all over the community we live in ever since the text was sent.

We know it's him. We are positive it is him.

All of the descriptions in the news match him.

Tall, slim, blue eyes, rugged nose,

Eyepatch.

Yes. My father has a badass eyepatch covering the scars and cuts of the bullet I shot in his eye.

Yes again, I've used a gun on someone. It felt amazing to put the bullet in his disgusting, ugly face.

I don't even know how I can call him "Dad". He's not my dad. He's my disgusting, drugged, twisted stepfather.

No. Not stepfather. That's not even the right way to describe him. He's my stepwhore. Ugh, a real stepwhore. I'm so honored. I honestly want to-

"You know, you've been in, like, a mental monologue for a good 2 minutes now and it's really starting to freak me out." Max said.

"Oh shit! Sorry about that, I was just thinking about th-the waterpark! Yeah!" I said enthusiastically.

"Ha! Sure. Abigail, I can tell when you're lying." Max said.

I sighed.
"I don't think you'll understand."

....crap.
I may or may not have given too much info. Now he might think something's wrong. Which it is, but he would potentially die if involved, so OH HELL NO I AIN'T TELLING HIM SHIT.

"Something wrong? I think you're in that freaky monologue again."

"Oh fuck, sorry."

He smiled.
"I wonder what you're thinking abou-"

"Shut up and drive."

"Oh god. You're scary when you're angry."

"No shit."

~time skip (for what, the hundredth time?) to when they get there~

I excitedly get out of the car, practically bouncing up and down. WATAR SLIDEEEEEEEE!

~ Max's POV ~

She's so excited. God, she's so excited. I handed her the pass and we walked in. Well, no, not really walked in. I walked in. Abigail ran in. She's so godamn excited it's ridiculous. She was even less excited on her first day at SkyOffices.

But why doe?

She looked so.. depressed and now she's a fucking Scrooge McDock high on sugar.

WHO THE FUQ IS HIM?!

Is it an ex or something?

~ Abigail's POV ~

I change into my swimsuit and walk into the pool. I cruise along the poolside, my feet brushing against the waters.

I spot Max.

"MAX! OVER HERE!" I yell.

He came towards me.

"Next time.. don't yell. You just look stupid."

I giggle.

"OK."

I drag him to a slide.

"Let's do this one first!" I say pointing to it.

He chuckled.

"Ohkay."

The intercom suddenly turns on.

ALL GUESTS NEED TO EVACUATE WILD WAVES IMMEDIATELY. THERE IS A CRIMINAL IN THE BUILDING. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT. A. DRILL.

I immediately look down from the slide.

"Fuck. He's here."

"Who's here? C'mon, we need to GO. We'll talk later."

"We can't."

"What?!"

"He's here for me."

"Wha-"

A deep voice comes onto the intercom.

Helloooo beautiful people of the world!
Don't be alarmed, I won't hurt you, unless you don't hand over my whore excuse of a daughter.

Annie? Ashley?
What was her name?

Oh! Right! My slut is Abigail.
Not that I actually care.

Abigail, sweetheart.
Please come out of your hiding and come to papa.

Also, bring that bitch with glasses after I'm done with you.

And if you don't come out in 10 minutes, honey,

I have to kill your pimp over there.

You think I don't know? Max, was it? He's been on your case lately, haven't you Maxy?

I guess that's all I gotta say. Bye, my dearest!

I look at Max.

He's angry.

"This bitch is going down."