Chapter Four.

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You wake up to bickering and a pounding headache. It's your father and.. Lafayette?
"Dad.. what are you guys fighting about?"
They ignore you.
"So you started to court my daughter last night?"
"Yes, but monsieur, you don't underst-"
Shit. I told them, didn't I?
You sit up, "Alright, break it up!"
Your father runs up to you, giving you a hug. "Y/N, are you okay? What happened last night? Why did you tell them?"
Was I that drunk?
You said exactly what you thought, "Was I that drunk?"
Y/N you dumbass! Why did you say that?
He pulls away from the hug, "Y/N, I thought you didn't drink?"
"I know you told me not to, but I.. I'm sorry Father! I ju-"
"No time for sorry's. Meet me at my headquarters after training." He look away and walks out.
~not writing the training because I'm lazy~
I'm supposed to see dad now. Why am I so scared? He's my father. He wouldn't hurt me. He can't be that mad.

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