Chapter 5

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"Dad, I'm home!"

"Don't care."

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to my friends house for dinner. Is that okay?"

"I don't care what you do, whore."

I walked upstairs to get ready. Shawn can drive since he's 16, so he's picking me up at 6.

I'm not really a dress person, so I wore nice skinny jeans and a nice shirt with my hot pink vans. I wonder why Shawn invited me over, we barely know each other. I also wonder why I said yes. I straightened my hair and put light makeup on.

Ding.
Ding.

"Coming!" I yelled.
That must be Shawn. I'm really nervous to meet his family, who wouldn't be?

I walked out of my room and saw my dad at the door. Shit.

"So you're my daughters pimp?" He slurred.
"Dad."
"You said you were going to your friends house." He said angrily.
"Shawn is my friend, dad." I replied.
"I knew it. You're a fucking whore. You're just gonna fuck him. You're not there for dinner."
"Dad, I'm going now."
I walked by him slowly, scared he'd hit me in front of Shawn. Surprisingly, he didn't and I made it out the door fine. Shawn opened the car door for me.

"He's the one who hit you, isn't he?"
"Yeah." I said tears falling.
"Hey, it's okay." He said wiping my tears away.
"You weren't suppose to know. No one was suppose to know."
"It's our secret, okay? You tell me if it gets worse, then I'll do something about it." He said smiling at me.
I smiled back and nodded and he drove us to his house.

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