telling dad

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Friday

as im walking home people nearby are talking about tonight's party

"ready for the party tonight" one girl says

"yeah babe see ya there" a boy replies

"i know what im gonna wear tonight" one girl declares

"omd i still haven't decided" another says

i still haven't convinced my dad to let me go. he doesn't know yet but when he does know he will have to let me go cuz yesterday after school i bet some drinks but haven't given them to him yet cuz i was busy getting an outfit ready.

 Now in my school bag there's a bottle of red champagne, a bottle of whisky and 6 cans of beers that i managed to buy even though I'm under aged but im so used to dad sending me out to buy drinks and cigarettes that the shop owner thinks im old enough and thinks im mature. hopefully dad can let me go to the party if it means he gets these all to himself.


As i get home i see my dad and take a deep breath

"What!" he says and i look away

i take the drinks out my bag and hand it to him and a smile plasters his face before he looks back at me.

"I didn't ask you to bring me these" he says pushing me onto the sofa blocking an escape "so why did you buy me all this"

all or nothing

"there's this party and i want to...."

"shut up, i know what ya want, you want to go don't ya" he laughs

"well yeah" i reply

"well your not going" he answers

"but i gave... "

"I SAID YOU'RE NOT GOING" he shouts slapping me round the face

"fine I'll take the drinks back then" i say as i grab the bag but his grip is stronger

"oh no you wont, thanks for the drinks" he says as he walks off to the kitchen then returns

"YOU CANT DO THAT" i dare to yell

"actually i can do what i like, now go to your room" he demanded

"no"i talk back

"what did ya say" he asks

"NO" i shout and suddenly i feel his strong grip on my waiste as he carries me upstairs and i try to scream and kick him but its no use.

He pushes me into my room and takes the lock out of the door and slams it shut before i could stop it. the sound of the door locking informs me I've lost.

"don't try anything bitch" he says stopping me from trying to kick the door down

"why cant i go to the party"

"cuz i said" he replies

"surely you would prefer me to keep away from you right"i question

"what and have you blabbing to the first person you see there. nah i don't think so"

"its a fucking party. why would i blab when for once all i want is to have fun." i cry sitting down against my door

"yeah well we don't all get what we want."

"YEAH I THINK IVE GATHERED THAT CUZ IM STUCK WITH YOU AS MY FATHER" i dare to yell.

then he kicks my door hard and i jump.

"watch your mouth bitch" he says while double checking the door is locked.

"fuck off, maybe you should watch your mouth too" i hiss


silence

"bet the only reason why you want is to fuck some boys" my jaw drops

"yeah you heard right, you're a fucking slut so i wouldn't be surprised" he laughs walking away

"fuck him..." i say kicking my cupboard


i take the outfit from the wardrobe out and chuck it on my bed.

There goes my hope of going to the party.

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authors note

gosh could her dad go one day without being cruel jeez....

all she wants is a day of fun poor girl

hope this chapter was good

thx for reading

Amy Xx

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