Living hell

1.5|| I need to tell you something.

Victoria's p.o.v

As soon as I set foot in my house I fall face first on the floor and groan in frustration.

I hear footsteps coming closer and closer until it stops. "Vic, what the hell are you doing?"

I didn't know how close he actually stood so I flinched at how loud his voice suddenly sounds before replying, "Dad, I think I'm having a mental breakdown. I need ice cream."

"Sweety, I need to tell you something." He said, wich made me look up from where I lied on the cold floor.

I followed him into the living room and we sat down opposite eachother.
"So, friends of mine have just gotten out of a really bad situation and they wanted to go on a vacation for a while." He started. "But they have two sons around your age, they're like 17 maybe? Anyway, they wanted to go only the two of them but they didnt want to leave their sons home alone. So I kind of suggested that they could stay here until they get back."

I stared at him wide eyed. Was he serious? Me and two other teenage boys? No way in hell I was gonna survive that. I had no idea what to reply. To be honest I wasn't even able to. I couldn't get my mouth to move or get any sound out of it.

"Sure dad, I'm totally cool with it! Hire an entire fraternity while you're at it." I said sarcastically while standing up and storming up the stairs. When I reached my room I made sure I slammed the door hard enough for him to hear it.

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