Anti Did It

2.

(Y/N) POV~

It's been a 5 weeks since Michael has proposed, and I haven't seen him since. This has been the longest we haven't seen each other... I hope he's okay. Maybe he's busy at work?

"Hey, Dad? Do you mind if we stop at Georgie's?" I asked.

Michael has been working a Georgie's for... well... the entire time I've known him. Heck, we basically met there. It's basically a gas station, and he works as an attendant. He fills cars with gas, occasionally washes a car, and sometimes he even gets them a soda water. Ever since I've known him, he's been trying to save up to buy Georgie's, and if I'm correct, he almost has enough money. It's kind of exciting...

"Sure thing, Honey." My Dad smiled.

I did a double take towards him. That was... easy. Why was that easy? He hates Michael.

Is he finally coming around? Is this him saying that he's okay with the marriage?!? After my dad walked in on Michael and I, he made an appointment for me to go to the doctor. He was very adamant about it. He just couldn't seem to get over the fact that I could be pregnant. Of course, if I were pregnant I wouldn't care. It would be Michael and I's baby, I would be happy to carry our child.

A smile grew on my face as I looked out the window. "Yes, sir." I silently thanked him.

This is it, he's okay with the marriage. He's allowing it. I can't express how happy I am, my father excepts the man I love. My smile only grew more and more as I kept thinking about it. "I'm doing it... I'm going to marry him." I thought.

I was just so happy... I'm going to get married, I'm possibly pregnant, and my dad is okay with Michael... What could possibly go wrong?

The entire mood shifted as we passed the hospital and my father turned onto the street leading to the Bruce Kent's Psychiatric Institute. I looked back at my dad to see that he was holding a cold stare towards the building in front of us. "Dad... Why are we heading to the asylum?" I hesitated.

He stayed quiet as he placed one of his hands on my knee. He seemed... resentful, and he had the look of a madman. I stared down at his hand as I tried to think of something I could say. But something deep down stopped me from talking. "You're going to stay here until you give birth." My dad cooed.

Until I give birth? I don't even know if I'm pregnant, and why... why would he put me in an insane asylum? I've heard of parents, preferably father doing this to their daughters but I never expected my own to do so...

"But Dad-"

"Shut it (Y/n). I don't want to know, nor do I want to see you pregnant. You are to stay here for ten months, and they are going to take your bastard of a child away." He snapped.

"You can't just do that! There are regulations! Rules!" I claimed.

"They will when I tell them that you've threatened to kill the baby!" He glared at me.

I pulled back in disgust, as I looked at him. "HOW DARE YOU?!?" I panicked, grabbing the door handle and pulling on it multiple times in hope to open the door.

Why is he doing this? He can't be that hateful towards Michael... What is he going to even say to the neighbors? Or... or the church going people? They're going to want to know where the pastor's daughter is. He can't be that shameful about Michaels and I's relationship, can he?

"W-what about Michael? He'll know that I could never do such a thing!" I hesitantly asked.

Before he answered he stopped the truck right in front of the entrance, causing me to jolt forward a little bit. My father let out a sigh, as he mumbled, "I've taken care of him."

"Wait. What? What's that su-"

The passenger's side door opened from behind me, two big, white men wearing white clothing pulled me out of the vehicle. I struggled against them but I wasn't strong enough to get away. They began to pull me to the doors as I screamed out, "I'll never forgive you for this! I'll- I'll tell everyone what you did! I'll tell Michael!"

My dad ignored me, as he drove off. He made a big U-turn, and I watched as the gates closed after him as he drove off of the property. That was the last thing I saw before one of the men injected a needle into my arm, causing my eyes to get heavy, and then everything to go dark.

A/n- I promise Anti is in the next chap!