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I stay under the bedsheet with a couple of pillows to the right. I make sure my hair is perfect even though I'm pretending to be sick so I can skip the damn wedding my dad is going to. Yes I have my own reasons of hating weddings, and I don't feel like sharing them.
When the door handle started to move, I lay back on my pillow and straightened my auburn hair a little while staring out of the window with an emotionless look. My dad is a lawyer and I barely get any attention from him whatsoever. If I remember right, I lived a really fucked up life for the past few years.
" Dear Hazel u alright? ". Curse the devil! It's the slut. Or should I call her the motherfucking bitch of a witch who's pretending to be my mother (even if she's not). My actual mom died after giving birth to me and as long as I can remember my dad is friends with this slut who's boobs are bigger than atleast "two Jupiters" and now they are engaged and getting married. I swear the bitch charmspeaks, but for me her voice is annoying as hell. Believe me I'm greatful for that.
"nope actually, ur presence is making it worse, so would u just leave " I keep my eyes focused on hers trying not to stare at those gigantic boobs. But I would be lying if I said they weren't distracting as hell. They are just so fucking big.
" aww honey.. "she says with a slightly sweet high pitched voice which gets on my nerves and sits by me. I shift on the bed so that I don't have to look at the bitch.
"I know u hate me, but ur father has been alone for like 16 years nd don't u want him to be happy? "the slut kept talking as if I didn't know what was going between my dad and her. I know my dad is sleeping with this slut but I'm not sure how clean the shut is. She must have cheated tons of times on my dad and yet he doesn't have a clue. Maybe he's just not that smart enough to overcome those gigantic boobs.
" you should go" I have nothing else to say.
" Lisa...? "my dad knocked on the door and entered the room and when he sees the slut his eyes land on the same fucking place.
"dad... some people are actually sick here? "I roll back.
"Poor little Hazel, she's already missing her daddy" he sits next to the slut nd gives me a hug nd a kiss on my forehead.
"Get some sleep dear" he finally finishes the line. I lean more into the bed nd get more comfortable.
"We are getting late handsome" the slut puts her hand on my dad's shoulder nd brushes her boobs against his left arm.
"sure we better get going " he switched on the lamp and tuned off the lights by the door.
Before closing the door my dad yells softly to me " love ya.. hazel" I yell back strongly "Love ya more daddy".....
