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

Chapter Twenty Four: The Worst Liars To Walk This Earth

       The sun is fairly bright outside. I wanted to leave early because I didn't want to see my family. Of course I have to stay because I don't know how much longer I have with my dad, but I really cant bear seeing him go slowly. It has been painful the last few days. I really miss Sergio. He was the only one who could help me to get my mind off things without even knowing that he was doing so. I need to find another Sergio, because the real one is in Mexico right now.

       Wait, no one can really replace him. I sigh because thinking about this is stressful. Thinking in general can cause frustration. But everyone has to, it can prevent you from making a mistake. I have already made way too many of those. It is seven o'clock in the morning and I do not expect many people to be in the open bookstore. Why not say hi to Rami? I open the door and the bell give a light ring letting him know that I was there. He would normally be behind the counter, reading the latest Anne Rice book at this time of day.

I could not find him anywhere. Maybe he was still asleep and someone else was supposed to take his shift. Damn. I walked in here and it is probably closed. I should leave because I have already gotten into trouble way too many times. I should've been grounded a long time ago, but I don't have a problem with not being grounded. I was at the door about to turn the knob, but then I heard voices. They were very loud but getting louder once they got to my level. "Lucy you're not fucking welcome here! You need to leave!" The masculine voice yelled.

It's Rami, looking as beautiful and normal as ever in the black hoodie that I see him wear every time I come here. There was another person. She was very tall, towering over both Rami and I. Her hair was in a very cute bob style at the middle of her neck. I could never be able to pull that off due to the amount of hair I have. She was very pretty and I was curious to know who she was. Rami froze in his tracks and I did the same in mine. "Tiffany." He said. "Rami." I replied sarcastically. The girl glared at me and didn't seem very pretty anymore.

Both Rami and the girl stared each other down. My life flashed before me when her hand met his face and I began to run approaching them. "Hey hey hey hey! Wow what the hell?! Don't fucking hit him or else I'll hit you!" I yelled. She stared me down wondering who I was talking to, I was clearly talking to her. "Who is this hoe, your girlfriend?" She questioned Rami. Fuck. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders suddenly. "Yes, this is my girlfriend. Tiffany." He introduced me. He gripped my spine aggressively, commanding for me to follow along. I calmed down for a moment.

       "She's ugly though! She looks like a dude!" She degraded  and that obviously insulted me. I gave her a disgusted expression. I wanted to punch her right in the fucking face, but I'm classier and smarter than that. I take it outside. "Tiff, go up stairs to the room on the right, I'll be right there in a minute." Rami whispered in my ear. I nodded and decided to do so because of how awkward the situation is. I walk up the wooden staircase, and there's an apartment. I didn't know that Rami lived here. Him and most of his family.

       I enter the room to the right just as he told me. There was only a bunk bed along the left side of the wall. A closet and piano along the right side of the wall. I sit on the bed not knowing what else to do. The door flies open. It was Rami and I was relieved but worried when he locked the door. I stood up and grabbed my bag. "What's wrong?" I wondered. "She's not going to leave, unless if we do something wild." He told me. I began to be concerned. "What do you mean?" I questioned. He began to shake his bed. I have an idea of what he is trying to do and I only want to laugh at his stupidity. "Just play along." He told me. He began to shake it more aggressively when we heard knocks on the door. "Oh, oh Tiffany! Yes!" He began to yell. I almost wanted to laugh because this entire situation was awful.

"Rami let me cum!" I yelled and I could not keep a straight face. Gosh this is all making me so uncomfortable though. This is making me not want to have sex ever again. Once was enough, cross that off my bucket list. He stood up and we weren't that far apart from one another. "Are you ready for the big finale?" He asked. I nodded being totally ignorant to the topic. I didn't expect this to even come to mind when he punched me directly in the stomach. I couldn't take this pain. The punch itself didn't hurt that badly, though I screamed. I have been through worse and all that comes to mind, is flashbacks of the worst. I began to hyperventilate even thinking about him kneeing my crotch. Tears begin to form as well. "It worked, she's gone." I could hear Rami but it was muffled.

He was standing at the window and I was still standing still holding onto my stomach. I don't know what to do and I feel stuck. He tapped on my shoulder and I had become fearful, feeling every punch all over again. "Are you ok?" He wondered concerned. "Go away Asher!" I screamed before my eyes flew open and I met Rami's mysterious colored eyes. I had no choice but to wrap my arms around him. To resist crouching to the ground having a mental breakdown. "What's wrong?" He worried and even began to stroke my long dark brown hair which was soothing. "Nothing, I was just remembering something that I didn't want to. It's not your fault." I said. "No, I punched you and I'm really sorry." I shook my head, gesturing that it was ok.

I moved away from him and gripped back onto my bag with my right hand. "Who's Asher?" He question shyly. I shook my head again and pushed my hair back. "Can I talk to you about it later?" I asked. "Of course, you have my number." He answered. "No, I could tell the story better in person." I corrected. He just nodded. "Alright, see you later Rami." I said then left.

I was still in a panicked state when I got home. I shut the door. I tried to breathe properly but it just wasn't happening. I made my way to the kitchen area and I see my dad in a robe, with his chest hair curlers in, making pancakes. And I thought the turkey was bad, he's probably going to burn these. He stared at me and smiled. "Hey, I didn't know you left." He said. He was surprisingly happy today. How is he happy and I'm not? I don't understand the science behind that, but alright. I just waved and tried to exit. "Wait a minute Tiff." He stopped me. I turned around. Now he was concerned. Great, just great.

He turned off the stove and approached me. "Are you ok?" He detected. I nodded. "Nope, I know my daughter and that's a goddamn lie. What's wrong?" He worried. "Nothing dad, I'm alright." I lied. He was correct, why can't I ever just admit that. He's kind of always right. "Did you have another episode?" He asked. I nodded. Being honest is maybe better. "Oh, ok. Do you want to talk about it?" He asked. Usually he would freak out, but he's trying to be understanding. Or at least I'm assuming. "No. I'm ok. I just need to take my medication that's all." I insisted and I believed that would do the trick. "Ok. Can I at least have a hug?" He asked. I immediately approached him with open arms and embraced him. "I love you." He whispered. "I know. I love you too."

A/N: Alright so here is an update for you all. I am so sorry that I haven't been able to update. I really have not had the time to do so because school had been stressing me out. I am just waiting for the school year to end. I know this chapter was not the best but I wanted to give you all something because I owe it to you. Anyways, I really do hope that you all have an amazing day and I love you all. <3
~lily