Lesbian || Hannah Perez x OC ||

THIRTY SEVEN

As soon as we got out of the dressing room, many people rushed over to us. Some congratulating while others shot Hannah and I dirty looks. Honestly, I was so over the moon I didn't care as my girlfriend wrapped an arm around my waist to assure me. As we pushed past people, I felt someone grab onto the back of my hair and pull me away from my friends.

All the people suddenly back away and a small circle was formed. Fear shot through me as I felt my hair getting tugged harshly before a foot kicked me to the ground. A yelp left my lips as I crumbled to the ground but someone used my hair to look up at them. When I saw my father, I gasped and tried to push away.

When I realised I wasn't going to get away after a second of struggling I stopped moving and fell still. I could see the anger burning up in my father's eyes, rage building up after what I had said on that stage.

"You useless brat! What the fuck was that you said up on stage?" He shouted and everyone around us fell silent, and I swore I could hear Hannah yelling at someone to move out her way. He then pulled at my short hair again and I shouted out in pain.

"I don't know what you want me to apologise for Dad," I barely whispered as a few tears left my eyes," I was only being truthful to myself and everyone around me."

His glare turned even more fierce as he pushed me down to the ground before yelling," You're fucking gay! I didn't raise you like this! How dare you be like that slag of a mother you had! Her ways reflected on you and look what happened!" I turned my head in his direction with shock.

"What do you mean?" He only glared down at me before spitting.

"Her Pansexual ways were disgusting and yours are even worse!" He hissed and just as he was about kick me when I saw someone step over me. Hannah. I glanced around the room as saw all my friends forming a smaller circle around all of us.

Just then Rosie ran out with some security following her. Where the hell where they when I was getting beaten to the floor? "Sir, we're going to have to ask you to leave," One of the security grabbed onto my father's arm before he thrashed away.

"I'm sure I can find a way out of this disgusting gay place!" He shouted before looking back down at me," As soon as you get home pack your stuff and leave." My dad then stormed out and a sob left my mouth before I sat up and put my hands over my face. I could feel Hannah's arms wrap around my frame.