Step - Father
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"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?"
Mom shouted.
Daryl quickly got off of me and put on his sweat pants and tried to explain what was going on.
"Miranda, baby, listen I'm sorry-..."
"DON'T U DARE! MIRANDA, BABY ME DARYL! YOUR FUCKING MY DAUGHTER!"
I put on Daryl's shirt that covers me like a dress, I look up at my mom whose still shouting at Daryl, she then looks over at me, throws her hands up in defeat, with tears rolling down her face.
Daryl and I look at each other.
tears rolling down his face, I wasn't crying but I did feel guilty the truth had to come out somehow but not the way it did.
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