Daddy's little girl

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I wake up to a knock on my door.
Me: FUCK
I get up and go to answer the door I open the door and see my father with suitcases I start for a few seconds speechless
Dad: can I come in
I slam the door closed
He knocks on the door again
Me: no go away
Dad: baby girl I came to visit you haven't seen you in a good 6 years I miss you
Me: no you don't your trying to kill me
Dad: if you open the door I can talk to you about why I'm here
Me: why should I trust you
I could hear in his voice that he's getting irritated
Dad: because you came from my goddamn nut sack that I bust into your momma
Me: see your mad now I'm really not letting you in
Dad: I'm not mad Moe let me in
I open the door and he walks in and puts his suitcases by the door and sits on the couch. I stand in the kitchen looking at him with my arms crossed
Me: look you can't change me I'm grown I'm 25 years old and I have my own house my own job you can't change me
Dad: I'm not here to change you I'm here to talk to you
Me: about what
Dad: I know what you did
Me: what are you talking about?
Dad: about brianna Kayla and Justin
Me: what are you talking about
Dad: you killed them
Me: what are you talking about
Dad: the same day you ran away you put three of them into the hole
Me: no I didn't kill them that was all the things that they ever gave me and kasey we put it in bags seperating by name and we buried it putting there names to know who the fuck we were burying there friendships because they were lying ass bitches
Dad: oh well why did you run away
Me: because you killed jewel I know you did how did she all of a sudden come up missing then you kick her shit out the house you a bitch nigga
Dad: now listen I didn't kill your sister and I didn't know she was pregnant
Me: well what you do
Dad: jewel was out with her friends at this bar me and jason were there because we were talking business and I saw jewel giving this man a lap dance he looked around 30 and your sister was only 21 I didn't like that so I showed her what its like when you mess with people over your age when she went to the bathroom and I went and talked to the boy told him to give her a little show I didn't want him to actually hurt her just you know ruff her up a bit but he really raped her and he killed her and the baby
Me: why would you do that sick shit you told him to rape her your sick you should've took her home and talked to her
Dad: you know I always do that but she never listens I had to show her something different to get to her
Me: well good job you sure taught her you fucking killed her what kind of a father kills there own daughter my fucking sister my only fucking sister
Dad: that's not your only sister Moe
Me: the fuck you mean that's not my only sister
Dad: you have a younger sister
Me: if its not by mom I don't want to hear no shit
Dad: no it's your step mom
Me: STEPMOM
Dad: yea her name is Michelle
Me: oh hell no I dont want to know you can keep her I don't like you why should I like your excuse of what you call a replacement
Dad: she's not a replacement
Me: well I don't want to fucking know any fucking thing ok I don't care your fucking dead to me your not my father and I'm sad that I had to come from your dick I could've came from someone else's
Dad: well you know what you acting like you hate me I should've just let your fucking mother abort you
Me: what are you talking about
Dad: your mother wanted to abort you I said no your grandma and everybody said that we didn't need another child
He stood up and got closer to me
Dad: they were going to kill you but it was me that said no your not killing any of me and I made her keep you
Me: I don't believe you
Dad: really ask your grandma she wouldn't lie to you right shell tell you she was the first to suggest that
Me:-tears started rolling down my cheeks- you talk all this shit about how you took care of me but living with you I never felt any of the love that you swore you gave me you tried to buy my love with clothes and cars and money that's not love daddy you were never there for me you were always at work and I was alone
Dad: I know I'm sorry for that baby girl I had to work to make sure we didn't end up like before ok I was tired of being homeless ,broke, and tired ok I wanted a change for you ok I love you Moe you were me growing up
Me: what do you mean
Dad: you were a little me every time in looked at you I say me and I would never hurt you baby girl I love you to much
Me: fuck you

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