So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury)

Chapter Sixteen: In A Blurr

     Four o'clock. I stand outside of my school waiting for my dad to pick me up. I still cannot get over what I had just seen. I was disgusted and I'm doing everything that I can to get that horrid image out of my head. He's here much earlier then i would expect. I don't think I can look at him as I stepped into the car and buckle my seatbelt. "Hey sweetheart." My dad greeted. "Hi." I replied softly while looking out the window. "How was your day?" He asked me. "Fine." I lied. It was terrible because of the terrorizing sight.

     He glanced back and forth at me. "Why is your hair wet?" He wondered in a confused tone. Shit. I need to make something up. How do I lie about this? "Oh um, me and Joe were outside during our free period and it was raining." I said very nonchalantly. Freddie raised an eyebrow. "Tiff my dear, it didn't rain today." My dad stated as he began to drive away. "Yes it did. You can ask Joe, he's right over there."  I said. My dad then slammed on the breaks and rolled down the window. "Hey Joe! Get your ass over here!" He yelled in a much deeper voice. Joe ran over.

     "Hey Mr. Mercury." He greeted. "Hey there. So question, did it rain today?" My dad asked. Joe glanced over at me and saw me staring with desperation. "Yeah. It totally rained today." Joe answered calmly. Freddie seemed very distressed. "I must be going crazy. I could've sworn that it didn't rain today." He said. "Well dad, you heard it from two very reliable people, so it must have rained today." I said. He just rolled his eyes and drove away.

We were eating dinner and I did not want to eat at all. I didnt touch a single thing on my plate. I cant really do anything because I cannot get that horrible sight out of my head. Ew it still disgusts me even to this hour. "Tiff what's wrong? You haven't eaten at all since we got home." Freddie said. I stared over at Jim then back at my plate. "Well, I just saw something today that made me lose my appetite." I told him and I was being honest. I wanted to do nothing but throw up at the moment. Freddie laughed. "I'm sure it wasn't that bad. What was it, me naked?" He asked in a joking way. But it was no joke. I didn't realize that I was squeezing my glass of water to the point when I shattered the glass.

All three of us looked startled. I especially was, I didn't know that I was capable of doing that. "I'm sorry." I apologized frequently. "Sweetheart it's fine, we have plenty of other cups." He told me. Ever since the past incidences I have sort of had this mentality that everything is my fault. I have also been scared more often than I used to be. I think that my dad understands that, I hope. I continue to sit down and stare down at my plate. "Ok I have a surprise for both of you, were having a party tonight." Freddie revealed. Jim and I dropped our forks in unison and glared at him.

"A what?!" I asked but was close to screaming out. "Yes I'm throwing a party. For no real reason exactly, we just haven't had one in awhile and I thought that it would be nice to have one." My dad explained. I only rolled my eyes. I hate parties here. I'm the only child there and it's never fun for me. I even have to watch everyone be hungover the next day. Coming from someone who drinks when my parents aren't home, I hate the feeling of a hangover. That's one of the reasons why I stopped doing it for awhile. I almost got caught once too and that's bad enough. "It's fine, but I just wish you would have told me, I don't know awhile ago!" Jim stated.

"I know, but the party is in an hour so hurry up we have to look sexy!" My dad yelled and they both began to run upstairs. "Except for you Tiff, you're a minor." My dad added. I slouch deep down in my seat thinking about what was just told to me. I only hope that I do not see my dad naked again.

A numerous amount of knocks hit my front door. They would not stop until someone came to get the door. I began to feel annoyed. "Tiff get the door!" My dad demanded all the way downstairs. I roll my eyes thinking about it as I made my way down the hallway. He's closer to the door, why can't he get it? Is he busy? I doubt it. I make it to the door and open it. I'm very surprised by who it is. Ben and Joe stand right in front of me and they seemed very excited. "HEY!" They both yelled in unison. I move out of the way for them to enter into the house while being completely speechless.

"Ben watch out for the cats while you're in here." Joe stated and I couldn't help but to chuckle. They both had two grocery bags in hand and I now noticed them. "What's in the bags?" I wondered. Ben glanced down at them. "Oh, Freddie told us to get the underage drinks. At least we get to have some fun too." He joked as he set them on the counter. We all stood there in my living room awkwardly. "Well come on Tiff, give me a tour of this beautiful place." Ben stated eagerly. I chuckled and pushed some of my hair to the side. "Oh I don't know where to begin." I said sarcastically. Joe gave an excited expression all of a sudden. "Show him the stripper pole room!" Joe suggested. I didn't want him to say this but now it's too late and the words already came out of his mouth.

"You have a stripper pole?! I want to see!" Ben yelled and all which I am hoping is that my dad is not hearing this. I stand there wide eyed. Out of all the things that Ben would want to see in my house, he chose the stripper pole. Ok, I guess I have to show him the stripper pole. We go downstairs to the basement area. This part of my house was very nice but we rarely went in there. I almost even forgot about it until I showed it to Joe a couple of weeks ago. In the middle of this large area, there was a metal stripper pole. I'm embarrassed now. I still don't understand why it's here.

"There really is not much, but here it is." I said to them. Ben would not stop touching it up and down. I rolled my eyes at him. "Hey guys check out my cool moves." He said then he moved his hips from side to side and slapped his ass. My eyes were wider than they had ever been and Ben began to laugh so hard. Joe then got on the pole, hooked one of his legs around and began to spin. "I call this spinning on a bitch!" Joe yelled. Ben suddenly joined in with him and now I feel very awkward. Ben even licked the pole and at that point I decided to cover my eyes. "Come on Tiffany! Join us!" Joe yelled. "No I think thats enough." I said still trying not to look down. "Gurl we just got started!" He replied and they continued to mess around.

For the first time my dad came at the right time. As soon as they both saw him they flew off the pole and began to straighten themselves up fairly quickly. Freddie raised an eyebrow. "Children, what's going on in here?" He wondered. "Nothing dad, we were just messing around." I told him. "Yeah, what she said." Ben added. "Ok, I'll pretend to believe you." He said and then Jim walked down the stairs. "Babe, the entertainers are here." Jim informed him. Then my dad glared at us and walked away. "Mmm entertainers." Joe stated then licked his lips. I smacked him on the arm. "Not those types of entertainers! You guys wouldn't be here if they were that type of entertainment." I said sternly. "Has there been that type of entertainment before?" Ben wondered. "Yeah, but it was my uncle Brian's birthday." I told him.

An hour into the night, my uncle Roger showed up and I was worried. He kept on falling and making many mistakes at one time. Oh shit, he's fucking wasted. "Hey Tiff! Who are these two?!" Roger asked with a solo cup in hand. There was most likely beer in that cup but I'm not going to question it. "Oh these are my friends, Ben and Joe. You guys this is my uncle Roger." I introduced them to each other. "Yeah I'm here. And I'm REALLY EXCITED ABOUT IT!!" Roger yelled. Yep, he's very much drunk. I then saw my dad stand up on top of the table. "I WANT EVERYONE TO GET FUCKED TONIGHT! EXCEPT FOR THOSE THREE IN THE BACK!" He yelled and drank the entire shot of tequila in his hand. After that, I don't remember what happened at all.