Money isn't everything!~A Maid-Sama ff Tora x Oc

7.~Father changed!

I woke up from a loud crash in the hallway.

Asleep I rubbed my eyes and hurried to get out of the bed to see what was going on.
I quickly opened the closed door from my bedroom and looked searchingly into the darkness of the corridor. Where was the damn switch for the light?

Suddenly I heard a deep breath and a low gasp.
Frightened, I stood petrified on the spot.

Footsteps came at a fast pace up the stairs from below.
In the darkness, however, I could not recognize who came there?

"H-hello?" I chirped with a really nervous voice.
Burglar?
Killer?
I already imagined frightening horror scenes in my mind.

The fear was deep in my ankles and I knew how stupid it had been to tell them by my voice where I was.

A light shone!
So glistening bright and sudden that I had to squint my eyes.
Again, this disturbingly close gasp was heard...or was it a painful moan?!

"Miss Kobayashi-san," I heard a familiar voice.

Tamerou?
I opened my eyes and saw the tall young man looking at me with concern.

"T-Tamerou, you? What happened?",
I asked more than surprised.

At that moment my eyes fell to the ground in front of me.
I stared in shock at the curled, twitching man who lay there at my feet.
His eyes were watery, his hair was sticking to his forehead, and he kept making unintelligible words that seemed to have no connection.

"Father," I screamed pointedly, my eyes wide with pure shock and disbelief.

"It's okay, Ayaka!"
Tamerou was suddenly in front of me, barring my way, putting his arms protectively around me, gently squeezing me.

A memory formed in my head, my voice trembling a bit, but I tried to make it sound tighter as I asked him with bitter voice:
"H-he is...Is he drunk?" He's drunk, am I right? I used to see him that way a lot!"

Tamerou did not answer, he did not have to, it was obvious.
Angrily I bit my tongue.

Yesterday, Jae had brought me home when it got slowly darker outside and the evening had long past.
At home, Aimi had left me my dinner in the fridge, which I had hastily swallowed, then I started my homework, which was not difficult for me at all.
I had done it in no time.
Father had not been there at this time, I thought he would have gone to work again and then come later back home.

After all, that had been always the case before, so I had already gone to sleep.
But now, at three o'clock in the morning, I was wide awake, looking down at my drunken father, who had otherwise been enjoying himself rather than working.

"Please go back to bed, Kobayashi-san. I'll take care of your father already!", Tamerou tried to appease me with his words spoken so softly.
But something inside me was boiling and I could not stop it.
I saw Mum in front of me looking after my drunken father.
Over and over again.
Until he finally left her!

Yes, my dad had never played the role of my dad well!
And though we lived more than good through his savings, which he sent to us, I had always hoped for more from my own father.

Panting, the drunk man tried to get up.
At first he did not succeed, but in the end he did it.

Tamerou had come to his aid immediately and supported him. Seeking, the great rich Kobayashi-sama, boss of a big powerful corporation, looked around the hallway.
He murmured something unintelligible and tottered a bit, so Tamerou had more trouble supporting him.

I did not look down enthusiastically at my dad and questioned myself why?
Why had my father decided to live like this?
Why was wealth and social status more important to him than the love to his own daughter?

"A-Ayaka?", her father looked at her with his wide glassy eyes.
Ayaka did not answer him, stubbornly she looked him straight in the face, knowing that he was still in a very drunken state.

"Ayaka? That ... that's you ... right?"
He chuckled darkly.
Why did she of all people out there had to go through something like this right know?

"My dear daughter...!", I noticed how changed his voice sounded, as he continued.

"You are just like your m-mother...so damn disappointing...all the time you want to stop me...want to take everything from me...you took everything from me...!
...Yes, A-Ayaka...y-you...it was you who took everything from me!"
He blurted out and then he staggered towards me.
I was so startled, that I could not dodge in the right time anymore.

He pushed me violently against the wall, so that it hurt a lot and the air was forced out of my lungs.
"All your fault!" He shouted completely out of his mind.

Tears were in my eyes.
I could not stop them any longer, they were streaming down my face. Tamerou dragged my drunken father away from me.
He dragged him away from me and my room.

Panting, I slid down the wall. Made me very small, as small as possible. Smothered, I sobbed, tears running down my face.
Why? Why did he do that?
I cried for a very long time. At some point I fell asleep from grief.
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I think this was a rather hurtful chapter and I'm very sorry if it made someone think of a bad memory.
That was not the intention behind this, so please accept my apology.

But I'm hoping of course that you all liked this chapter, even when it went a little short maybe...

Oh and yes, Ayaka's Father is a great big fat jerk, yes he is!!!