Beauty and The Horse(A Jearmin Fanfiction)

Chapter 17: please stop

HEY. WARNING. THERE IS MATURE CONTENT. MOST PEEPS KNOW IT AS SMUT. You've been warned.

Armin's P.O.V

"Armin?" I hear a masculine voice say quietly, I couldnt recognize him at first.

"Oh my goodness, it is you..." then a large figure wrapped two arms around me, my nostrils became intoxicated with the smell of strong liquor. That was the moment I was struck with fear, it was my father hugging me.

He then released me and we looked into eachothers eyes for only a second, he had druken eyes. He was drunk.

"A-Armin, where h-have you been?" He says shakily. I didn't move, I didn't speak, I just stood there waiting for him to yell at me, hit me, do something horrible.

"Sit, sit please." He then leads me toward the couch and he plops down. I slowly take a seat at the end of the couch, watching him carefully. He grabs a beer off the table a hands it to me.

"Here, drink up, its good." Is all he says when he gives it to me. I open it slowly and cringe at the smell of it. At first I only taste it, and immediatly gag.

"Come on boy, drink it. I know it's weird at first, but you will get used to the taste." He says encouraging me. I then gulp it down, trying to ignore the awful taste.

"That's it!" He laughs at me. My father is so relaxed, I haven't seen him like this in forever.

"What have you been smoking?" I ask him with a straight face. "Whatever it is, I want some."

"HAHAHA...Okay, I gotta admit, that was funny." He then tossed me another beer, "Drink another one." I didn't want to drink another, but I did.

At this point my father and I did nothing but drink liquor until it was midnight. The effects of the liquor hit me hard and fast all of a sudden, and I leaned back into the couch to try and control my dizziness.

"Are you a lightweight?" My father chuckles out. "Your mother was to, you must get that from her." He then slams down a bottle and leans back with me.

When he mentioned my mother I froze, and started thinking to myself.
Maybe I could use this as an advantage, I could get some questions answered.

"Hey." I say plainly.

"Yeah?" He answers.

"What was your life like before you had me?"

"Honestly, not so good. My parents gave me up so I had to live with my grandparents. They were drug addicts and didn't raise me well. They took care of me, made sure I was fed, but didnt teach me things I needed to know. I had to figure everything out on my own. I was lonley, and I tried to commit suicide. But then I met your mother."

"My mom?"

"Yeah."

"What was she like?"

"...Where do I even begin. She was the one good thing I had in my life. She was the most beautiful woman I've ever met, and I'm not kidding! She had a poppin ass and huge tits!"

".....Oh."

"But thats not it, she was so loving and caring, she loved animals, she cared so much about me. She had beautiful blue eyes, gorgeous blonde hair, and she had a music and art talent. She made me feel like I had a purpose in this word, and that purpose was to protect her with my whole heart."

"Wow....she sounds amazing."

"She was Armin... She was. So after three years of dating her, I finally decided to grow a pair of balls and propose. She said yes, we got married, got a house, and just lived happily for years together."