Seeing my father with my little sister who he walked away from made my body boil with rage I don't normally have, or express but seeing her so happy and him holding her made me livid. I can not watch this any longer.
Him and my mother got divorced a year before I was born, they worked better when they weren't married and sadly, my father was never a father to me. Because when he found out my mom was pregnant he left. Never wrote or anything to me, but would come by to shag my mother for a few nights then leave to his business. I didn't meet him until I was twelve and when I did he was drunk off his ass and wouldn't stop touching my mom and wouldn't stop flirting with her, she clearly didn't like that he was doing it in front of me and possibly at all. He didn't love my mother but he would get overly possessive of her going out and dating, I didn't understand. I still don't. So about 4 years ago he comes back and they fuck but they weren't safe and out comes Chelsea 9 months later dad is nowhere like normal so me and mom take care of her from then on.
Tilting her head Chels looks at me and gives a little gurgle with a squeal. "Bubba!" She lunged at me and the man has to put her down as she runs to me. Her small arms wrap around my large legs happily and her head hides itself in between my legs, I pick her up moving her more to my side that was farthest from the man. God, I hated him. So much. It is not fair that he gets to waltz back in our lives and expect us to want him. Granted, no one really knows about the history of my father. I hope no one does.
"Hello Son." His gruff smokers voice brings me out of my thoughts and I look over at him with a very harsh glare.
"Father." Is all I say before walking to the kitchen and begin to ignore his existence. I am granted to do so yes? I believe so. Once I got into the kitchen Chelsea was squirming and whining. \
"Leeeeeeet me gooooo" She wailed giggling when I kissed her nose and poked her small tummy.
"What if I don't want to?" I say pulling her closer.
"Pleaaaaaase?"
"Nooooope."
"Why not? I want down. I'm saying please." She pouted grabbing my nose.
Sighing, "Fine fine. But you have to give me a kiss." I teased.
With a soft giggle she kissed my cheek and I let her down grinning at her, almost, almost forgetting the bastard was in the house too. Probably watching us right now. Gah, I don't want him here.
"How long are you here?" I asked after a few silent moments. Hearing his footsteps he was near me which made me shudder uncomfortably.
"The rest of the year." Is all he said before I basically shouted out fuck. I couldn't believe it. He is staying for the rest of the fucking year? What happens when I want to bring Abby or Jasper here? I-
What if I have to bring Kyra here? Oh fucking hell. This wouldn't do, I couldn't do this. I am not letting him here for the rest of the year. No. No. No.
Turning to face him, my face was filled with rage and astonishment. "Who the fuck let you in this house for the test of the year? I swear if mom told you you could stay I am going to blow a fuss-" The bastard cut me off.
"She didn't... say I could stay here per say... she said I could drop by once in a while. I happened to just think it would be beneficial to you know stay here. If she said I could drop by." He gave me a grin and I was proud my mother told him no but mad she said for him to drop by. Sending him a glare.
"You dropped by now leave to the hotel."
"Uh, about that.. I didn't get a hotel room.." He said with a smirk on his face, he loved to piss me the fuck off. That just is stupid and fucking dumb if I am being honest here.
"Okay, well leave the house or I will call the cops." I grumbled crossing my arms over my chest with a steady glare at him. I swear I am going to kill him one day.
"No, the house is still under my name so technically I am not trespassing. And I believe I will sleep in your moms room and she can take the guest room." He said all smug like, like he knew that was going to happen. It wasn't going to happen. I refuse it.
"No, actually she has a backbone now so you can leave. Here let me help you." I say grabbing him by the hair and practically drag him from the stool he was sitting on. Once we make it to the door I open it and then 'accidentally' hit his head on the door frame while my foot made contact with his ass and I give him a very hard shove with my foot on his ass so he falls on his face and I grab the suit case. "Bye." I say as he lands on his back and I slam the door shut and lock it.
Walking back to the kitchen I realized how stupid of me that was but I couldn't not do it. It was an opportunity I was willing to take and I did. That is what I was supposed to do, my mom said if he spends too much time to just kick him out. I did.
"Chels lets go upstairs. I want to watch a movie!" I shouted.
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This is a really bad and shortish chapter. I am sorry. I was kinda busy this weekend.
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Breakage
General FictionTrenton Rasil the nerd of Winchester High, his head always in a book or he is always with his girlfriend Abby and his best friend Jasper or with his surfing team. They are the only ones who don't taunt him about being a nerd. Trent's life is good, w...
