Connor's POV
We got home about an hour ago and now we were watching Pitch Perfect.
I looked down at Kat, who's head was on a pillow on my lap.
I twirled her hair with my fingers.
She looked up at me.
"Whatcha doing?" she asked, in a sing-song way.
"Just admiring the view." I said and chuckled.
She blushed and went back to watching the movie.
My phone started ringing. I took my phone out of my back pocket and looked at it, it was my dad. "I'll be right back." I said, and kissed her forehead, and walked into the kitchen. I answered the call.
"WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO ANSWER?" he yelled at me.
"I was watching a movie." I replied.
"UGH, with that girl....? What's that slutty bitche's name? Nat?"
"One, her name is Kat, and two, if you called me to yell bad things about her, don't even start."
"Are you threatening your own father?"
"Yes, you bet I am."
"CONNOR FRANTA!"
"WHAT?"
"DON'T YELL AT ME! I'M DOING WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU! YOU DON'T NEED THAT SLUT! SHE'S USELESS. UGH I KNEW WE SHOULDN'T HAVE LET YOU GO TO CALIFORNIA, COME BACK TO MINNESOTA NOW"
"NO, I WON'T, I NEED TO STAY HERE."
"TO DO WHAT? FAIL AT RAISING THAT CHILD? WITH THAT SLUT?"
"STOP CALLING HER THAT! SHES NOT A SLUT!"
"CONNOR EDWARD FRANTA! STOP TALKING BACK AND COME BACK TO" I cut him off by ending the call. I threw my phone at the wall.
I turned around and saw Kat, crying.
A/N: I just wanted to say that I'm not trying to hate on anyone in these chapters, I just wanted add some drama.
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