Daddy, No (PUBLSIHED)

Chapter two

It was an early summer day I was learning how to ride my bike.

Chris was holding me at the waste guiding my way down the side walk. I smiled as a hint of blush filled my warm cheeks ant the feeling of his touch. I giggled as I started to pedal my way down the side walk and when he let go I didn't notice until I was half way down the sidewalk by myself.

I frowned when he let me go and purposely fell so he could come to my aid. Was falling in love with my own father a bad thing. I didn't think so I was told love is love no matter who it is with. I started to cry so he could come this way.

When he picked me up I stopped and buried my face in his shoulder and sniffled.

"shh, shh, everything will be alright." He told me as I wrapped my arms around him. He took me inside and sang me the gummy bear song like he always did. At this time I was only eight. I had suppressed my feeling until I was a teenager.

I know that holding in your feelings isn't good for you as they say but I had to. It was the only way I could feel him close to me. I hated my mother of course she was the wife to what should have been mine.

He was mining not her's. Sometimes I would cry myself to sleep because of her. My sadness was all her fault. Once we were inside I sat down and ate a bowl of cheerios. And watched myself some TV.

"ok Angela time for bed." My dad sad I looked at him with a sad face.

"Already I don't wanna." He scooped me up. And took me upstairs. I brshed my teeth and got into my jammies. He tucked me in and kissed me good night.

It wasn't until I was a teenager did things go wrong.

A/n that is Chris's wife and the pic on the last page was him.. And on the next is Angela at 15