Liquor {Yoongi}

The father

A million questions rushed trough my head as my eyes landed on my father standing on the doorstep of our house.

He gave me a smile but I stood frozen looking at him with a my eyes popping out of my head.

What was he doing here? And more importantly what does he want?

"Hi Candice, can I come inside?" He asked with a kind and calm voice. My dad was a very quiet person so I didn't know what he's intentions were but I continued to stand frozen by the door not saying anything.

"I don't think that's a good idea" Yoongis voice creeped up behind me. Yoongi held onto the door standing right behind me.

"I don't think you have anything to say in this situation, so I'm asking Candice again. Can I come inside?" He asked in a harsher tone. I didn't want him to come inside but I was curious to why he was here. I opened the door a little to let my father inside. Yoongi sighed and walked into the kitchen again to escape the situation.

"What a nice house. Did your boyfriend buy it?" He asked blankly but obviously meaning it rudely. He looked around while taking off his jacket.

"I don't think you'll need to take your jacket off" I said and he stopped and looking at with a questionable look.

"I don't think you'll be staying for very long" I said firing back at him for his previous comment.

"Come on Candice, it was only a question" my father sighed like what he had said was so obvious.

"Just to answer your question, we both bought the house" Yoongis voice said harshly behind and I closed my eyes hard hoping that would make Yoongi disappear for just a second.

"Oh really?" My dad questioned.

"Yes" Yoongi said placing his hand on my lower back approaching me.

"How did you get that money Candice?" My dad questioned seemingly mocking me.

"Why did you even come here? To make me feel worse about myself, because of that's the reason you came than you've succeeded and you can leave" I spat at him tired of him and just the situation we were in.

"You're coming come Candice. I'm tired of you ruining our family" he stated and I almost fainted by his blunt statement.

"I'm sorry. What?" I questioned pretending not to hear him just for mockery.

"Stop acting stupid and pack your things. Your mother is wanting for you" he said crossing his arms over his chest.

"Then she will be waiting for quite some time" I joked.

"If you don't want anyone to ruin our family, you have to leave, You're the only one ruining things for our so called family" I said feeling my heart ache a little.

"If you hadn't cheated on mom, I would never have spiraled out of control" I said harshly blinking away the tears forming in my eyes. Yoongis hand slipped into mine squeezing it.

"It was your stupid decision to ruin your life and your family's life" my father spat at me.

"I'm still your father and I decide where you're living" he stated and Yoongi chuckled mockingly at my father from behind me.

"You lost the title of being my father the day you decided I wasn't good enough for our family and kicked me out" I said looking away from my father when a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Is it this asshole that made you think like that" my father said walking up closer to me pointing at Yoongi.

"Stop" I said pushing at his chest looking up at him with tears in my eyes.

"What have you done to my daughter?!" He yelled in Yoongis face.

"What are you doing?!" I yelled at him trying to get him away by still pushing him away.

Yoongi stood still looking at my father with a stern face giving him a death glare. I tried pushing him away but it was to no use.

"Speak up for yourself!" My dad yelled in his face as he pushed me away from him.

"I didn't do anything else than take care of your daughter and show her the love and affection she deserves" Yoongi said calmly looking my dad right in the eyes.

My dad raised his fist and slammed it into Yoongis face making him fall to the ground. I gasped at his action covering my mouth with tears rolling down my eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I yelled running over to Yoongi who was laying on the floor struggling to get up on feet. Yoongi covered his mouth when blood started to run down his chin.

"What is wrong with me?" My dad questioned me.

"What is wrong with you?!" My dad yelled at me standing behind me.

"The only thing that's wrong with me is that I actually thought you cared about me! Get out of my house!" I yelled at the top of my lungs right at my father.

My father took a few steps back looking a little taken back.

"Alright then" he said as he turned  back to being his quiet self.

I placed Yoongis head in my lap.

"Are you Alright?" I asked him trying to get Yoongi to look at me.

My dad stood in the door looking at us. After a few seconds he finally walked out of the door and closed it behind him.

"Your dad has quiet the punch" Yoongi joked. I let out a small laugh as another tear rolled down my cheek. 

"I'm sorry" I sobbed.

"I shouldn't have let him in" I said looking at Yoongi laying in my lap.

"That holiday doesn't seem so bad now does it?" Yoongi joked and I let out another laugh. Even after being punched in the face by my father he doesn't seem to see the seriousness of this, something I will always admire and appreciate.

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