Delilah (under editing‼️)

You fucking cunt

Dear Lord I think that I may be seeing things.

"Why should you be seeing things? After all it is his house" A voice said inside my head.

Wait a minute, that was not a voice. I thought feeling a steady breathing on my neck.

I slowly turn around like those people do in horror movies with those weird facial expressions on their faces.

And the next thing you know Damon is right beside me.

"What" I said flabbergasted.

"Umm Why should you be seeing things? After all it is his house" he repeated with a confused look on his face.

"No I meant how did you get next to me that quick." I asked still flabbergasted.

"Wait nevermind ignore me flash" I interrupted myself.

"Back to the real question what are you here dad" I said with such venom in my voice it caused that excuse of a dad to wince.

"Sweetie that is no way to talk to your him, he is still your father" my mom exclaimed.

Umm I think you meant sperm donor I thought to myself (I didn't say that to her, you don't want to see mom angry. She seems like a very sweet lady and she is but not when she's mad. She's a whole nother person when she's angry)

"Father yeaaa father... Totally" I said trying to not sound awkward, but failed miserably and it definitely showed based on the disappointed look on my moms face and Damon trying to hold back a laugh.

Before I could say anything else I was interrupted by a smexy ass voice "Delilah sweetheart just get to your point" if I hadn't known better I would have said he sounded quite amused.

"I meant what is Dad doing here he doesn't really like me after all, that old badtar- old man wasn't really fond of me when I left" I said through gritted teeth.

"Well seeing as he is my husband and you are his daughter, I don't see the problem and I don't see why the hell not." My mom replied with a smirk as Damon crept his hands around my waist.

"What are you doing pervert" I whispered to Damon.

"Umm holding what's mine" Damon replied back nonchalantly.

"I'm not yours" I quickly snapped back at him, I was quiet impressed with my boldness. However he was not so much.

But his anger faded as a smirk made it's way on his lips. "Now you most definitely wouldn't be saying that after I'm inside you"

That did it, the next thing you know I hear a loud slap. I got scared by the sound until I realized that it was me who had slapped him. Then.... I got more scared when I realized what a big guy like him could do to a small girl like me when they are mad. Like I got terrifying scared. Like horror movie 101 scared. I was scared scared, which I should be considering he's 70% muscle and 30% greek god....