My Hero Is My Dad

Of Course...

As I slowly wake up I realize daddy and LaToya are talking. Daddy still has me in the position I was when I fell asleep. I keep my eyes closed.
"I'm ready for this new album, I can feel it" he says.
"What's it called" LaToya called from the other side of the room.
"I've been thinking about calling it dangerous"
"Interesting"
I pretend to wake up since they didn't know I'm already awake.
"Hey baby girl, you sleep well?"
He kissed my forehead and probably figured out it was burning due to my blushing. I nod ok and head to the bathroom. I all of a sudden see red in the toilet. I scream. I her 2 voices up the stairs.
"Hunny are you ok"They both say knocking on the door.
"Um..."
LaToya's POV
I see Michael touching the bottom of his nose. It's something he does when he's nervous. I all of a sudden sprung into realization.
"Mike go down stairs I got this"
"But.."
"Mike, downstairs"
He listens of course.
"Crystal it's LaToya, can I come in"
With that the door suddenly opened. I see an empty roll of toilet paper. Hey, I'm pretty sure a lot of girls do this. I reach for the cabinet to grab a pad. Michael keeps these here for when Janet, Rebbie, or I am over.
" It's ok, no need to be embarrassed."
As I leave the bathroom I wait for her. We both walked back down stairs to see Mike pacing the floor. He ran up to Crystal and immediately hugged her.
"Are you ok?" She nodes and sits on the couch.
Crystal's POV
As I sit down the doorbell rang. Daddy went to the door to find my therapist. Ugh not this again. I ran up stairs to my door and slammed it shut. I lock it and sit on my bed. I hear a knock again but this time on my door. Ugh. "Crystal Diamond Jackson open this door"
I throw a random book at the door." Ok. I guess I'll have to get the key."
I scramble under the bed knowing he's coming. I hear the doorknob jiggle. Then I see his feet enter. He lowers down the The under part of the bed.
"Come on Crystal I know you too well"
I turn my head embarrassed a little.
"I know you don't like the therapist but that's no reason to have a huge attitude."
At this point I wanted to break something. He the smirked knowing something I didn't. He gets up to find a key to my drawer. He pulls out the pictures I've hidden and my diary as well. I was so embarrassed that I came out and (tried) to snatch it out of his hands. It was no use I was to short.
"Just come downstairs and I'll put them back."
I hesitate but walk out of the room. He wins this round. I see him not looking so I run to another room. His room. I slide under the covers and close my eyes hoping that the therapist would just go away. I was wrong. I was pulled out from the bed and carried over daddy's shoulder.
"Nice try, lets go"
I was carried downstairs on to the couch. Daddy and LaToya left the room like last time. Then the lady spoke. Something unexpected. Something that scared me but wanted to bring my aggressive self out. It made me question how and why. This made me want to stay away from her even more. This made me want to speak to daddy.
"Stay away from Michael if you know what's good for you" she says sternly