Five

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Gackt had decided to make Jenna and I dinner, so we were stuck with the evil stepmother. Chacha. Jenna had gone off and brought her old and new things to her new room. Gackt insisted that we both get separate rooms, and I wasn't going to complain. I finally got my own bed, my own space, and my bed wasn't next to a toilet. Jenna was running off with new dolls Gackt bought her, and I was left with Chacha. Chacha just stared at me with those beady eyes of his. He looked at me as if I was the bane of all existence.  I simply drew in a sketchbook Gackt and I found earlier as Chacha's eyes bore into my forehead.

"It's sickening," Chacha spat as he stood over me.

"Excuse me?" I asked in shock.

"Did I stutter?" Chacha boomed, "You sicken me. Thanks to you, I spent all day alone. Gackt took higher priority to you then he did to me. While he was out spending OUR money on YOU...... I was alone in this damn house.”

“It’s not MY fault that MY dad wanted to spend time with me,” I yelled back. I could see dad behind Chacha but said nothing.

“You think he loves you?” Chacha chuckled an evil laugh, “You are just a new toy to him. By tomorrow you will be nothing again. You will go back to your apartment, back to your crappy life, and Gackt won’t care.” Gackt began coming closer without Chacha knowledge. “It will be just me and him. We will be happy when you are gone. Just like-”

“Enough Yukihiro,” Gackt bellowed in disgust, “She is still my daughter and I won’t have her treated this way. Especially coming from you.” Chacha’s eye flashed to him and then back to me. Gackt forcibly grabbed Chacha’s chin and said, “Don’t you dare you at her!”

“D-Daddy Gackt? D-Daddy Chacha?” Jenna stuttered as a tear ran down her cheek from behind Gackt. Gackt released Chacha and looked at Jenna. Jenna sniffled and said, “Do you and Daddy Chacha want us to leave?”

The room was dead silent. Chacha may not have liked us, but he did not want to make Jenna cry. The five year old wept when she wasn’t given an answer. I ran to her and scooped her up in my arms. I bounced her light and said in a hushed tone, “Shhhhhh. Shhhh. come on. Lets go take a bath.”

“Girls?” Gackt called, “Use the master bath tub. Then you and Jenna can fit. I need to talk to Chacha, alone.”

“Yes, Daddy GAckt,” Jenna sniffled.

“Alright,” I called and walked Jenna to the bathroom.

I got us a nice bubble bath with some bubble You got us to “keep the fun alive”, and helped Jenna wash her hair. Usually she would splash around in the water, but today she sat still. Perfectly still. We said nothing to each other until, “Rita, are we moving again?”

“N-no Jenna,” I cooed as I hugged her in the water. Thats when I noticed I forgot clothes for Jenna so I stood, “Jenna stay here and wash your tummy. I’m going to get some clothes for you from our room. Got it?”

“I got it,” She called as she cleaned.

I quickly dried my body and got dressed, before leaving the room. My hair was still wet, so I kept a towel on my shoulders. I walked back to Jenna’s room only to be grabbed by Gackt on my shoulder. I sighed and said, “What do you want?”

“Rita, please don’t be mad at me.” He pulled us over and had us sit on the bed, “I won’t stop loving you. I would have been in your life from the beginning, if I knew you were alive.” He pulled me into a forced hug and said, “You are my little girl  and I love you more then anything. More than Chacha, work, or anything.  You know that right, Rita?”

“Y-yeah,” My voice cracked as I hugged Gackt back, “I know Daddy. I love you too.”

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