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

Chapter Fifty: Go Away

       This past hour has had to be the best hour in my entire life. I had been having the time of my life. Rami was fantastic. But it has to be from experience. I have his shirt on due to being very cold at the moment. I lay right next to him with my head on his chest. I could feel him shivering and offered him his shirt back. Surprisingly he accepted it. His beautiful eyes meet mine and I fall in love all over again. Our lips press against one another and this is how I know that this is the sign for round two. I'm willing to do so since that was the best sex I had ever had in my entire life.

Damn it. Why does this have to happen? Nothing can ever go right for me. Shit always just has to go down. My vision went upward after hearing the sound of a knock to my window. I am nearly blinded by the flashlight shining in my eyes. That's a fucking cop. Why were the cops called on us? Or were they called on us? Rami wrapped his arm around my shoulders immediately. I am in shock. Whoever this is will not stop looking at us. "Oh shit it's the cops!" Is all I'm able to say to my boyfriend.

"Honey, we're completely naked. You literally have nothing on right now." Rami thought it would be convenient to remind me. I go back and forth from the cop to my boyfriend. "I know Rami, I know. But don't worry, I have a plan." I try to calm him down. I look back over at the cop and clear my throat. It is time for me to put my plan into action. "Go away!" I yell at the cop. Not too long after those words came out of my mouth, I realized how stupid I actually am. "Really babe, that's the plan? That's not a good plan." Rami commented.

I smiled at him. "Yeah, that's the plan. I mean, we're completely naked. He might make the smart decision to just go away." I answered. The police officer knocked on my car window once again. It was at this moment when I realized, I fucked up. "Rami, pass me my thong please." I kindly requested.

Freddie's POV
I move Delilah away from me after hearing someone pounding on my front door. I decide to ignore it thinking at security will deal with it as I get back in bed. "Freddie, you're going to want to get the door. It's important, and you're not going to like it." The head of security told me through the intercom. "I'll be down shortly darling." I reply. I'm now annoyed that I have to get out of bed once again. I'm tired and I was just about ready to go to sleep. But no. Something just had to occur. I walk down the long series of stairs and I'm starting to struggle. I can do this. I'll be able to see who the hell is at my door shortly.

       The first thing that the police officer's eyes go to is my chest hair. I immediately cover myself up realizing that I have unintentionally put myself on display. My eyes then shoot at my daughter who is wearing a shirt that is obviously too big for her. Oh shit. Goddamn it. I love my daughter to death, but can she ever just stay out of trouble? Why the fuck does the dumbest shit happen when it comes to her? She's not going to survive a day in the Air Force if she continues to mess up. I just sigh as the police officer pushed both Tiffany and her pathetic boyfriend into my household.

       He began to walk away without saying anything. I don't blame him. If he saw what I believe he might have seen, I wouldn't say a word ever again either. Tiffany smiles at me. What? She has the audacity to do so? Even though she knows that she's in trouble. Even though she is out of my house, I am still so tempted to ground her little ass. "Hey dad." She greeted me doing her best to be polite. I'm glad she's finally using what I have been teaching her all these years, but now is not the time.

       "Bitch!" I yelled and grabbed her by the skin of her neck like a cat. "Ow! Ow!" She started to yell over and over again because I am dragging her all the way over to my couch. I look back over and see Rami standing still. He is probably in shock, not knowing what to think. "You sit your ass down too!" I snapped at him. Immediately his eyes went wide and he did as I said. Good. I want him to be scared shitless of me. I threw Tiffany onto the couch and her hand went to her neck trying to get rid of the pain I caused.

       "Damn dad. Did you really have to do that?" She asked. I roll my eyes in response. "Yes darling. I'm mad at you." I replied. "You could've just asked me to take a seat on the couch." She said. "Shut up Tiffany, just shut the fuck up." I tell her and place my palm on my face. There is just so much going through my head at the moment.

       "I don't even know what to say to you two. I'm scared to ask what happened." Is all I can think of right now. "Dad, see what had happened was," My daughter tries to explain to me but I quickly cut her off. "No Tiffany, I don't want to hear it. I'm tired of you constantly lying to me. See this is exactly what I was afraid of. I should've never allowed you to move out of the house." I explain to her. I am doing everything that I can to keep my composure right now. If I wasn't calm than I would've charged at Rami already. "But dad, this has nothing to do with that. You didn't let me explain what had happened this evening for the events leading up to it." She interjected. "Tiffany, I don't want to hear it. I'm tired of your bullshit. I already know what happened, I'm not stupid darling." I remind her.

       "Mr. Mercury, let me just say that this was entirely my idea." Rami made the dumb decision to chime in. That angered me so much. I hate him. I really do. "Rami!" Tiffany yelled at him. "What? He said he already knows what happened." Rami replied to my daughter. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I nearly explode. "Dad!" Tiffany protests. "No! I want him out! You're my daughter and I want to talk to you! Rami please leave from my presence!" I yell at both of them. Rami nods and starts to walk out of my house.

       I sit on the other couch that is directly across from where Tiffany is sitting. Her and I make eye contact. Her eyes are just like mine, dark. She just looks so angry with me. I feel the same way towards her, if not more angry. After those seconds of silence, we start screaming at one another. I can't even tell what she is saying because I am trying to talk over her in order to get my point across. Then I notice Jim coming down the stairs tying his robe. I raise my hand indicating for Tiffany to stop yelling at me for just a minute.

       "What is it darling?" I ask him. "What in the hell is going on in here?" He wants to know badly. I look over at my daughter and smirk. This will be fun to explain. I'll only embarrass her this one time. "Well darling, our daughter has had sex once again like the little whore that she is and I'm trying to lecture her to not do that." I explain the entire truth and nothing but the truth. Jim takes a seat right next to me. "Dad I'm not a whore, this was a one time thing." Tiffany tried to tell me. "I mean, she's an adult here." Jim tried to tell me. Is he saying that he is siding with our daughter who is a complete idiot?

      "She doesn't act like one! She can't do adult things if she doesn't act like one." I inform my husband. "I understand where you're coming from, but by law she is at the age of consent." He tells me. I gasp. I am shocked at him for trying to prove me wrong. Tiffany covers her mouth trying to hide the face that she wants to laugh right now. I stand up because this has now brought a new conversation to the table that Tiffany doesn't need to be apart of. "I'm going to bed. Jim get upstairs! Goodnight Tiffany please get out of my house." I both of them as I start to go upstairs.