Not being the first in his affections excuse
Twenty years ago
She sees it—her father in bed with a red head.
It is dark but the moon beam filtering in through the curtain window sheds a light that makes the color seems like fire on the woman's head as she straddles her pa.
The kid bites her lower lip, painfully.
She is Rey's eleven years old daughter and that's her pa, screwing whoever that red head is...in their own home.
She shouldn't be there. She is supposed to be out. She just comes to her parents' room to let them know she and her twin brother are home a day early. The bedroom door is ajar, not closed. She knocks on the door of her parents' room and then she hears her father voice, shouting, "Sweetheart, come...come". So she goes in and that is what she finds.
She is Rey's daughter so she screams. She screams at her father that she hates him then she runs to her room.
It is awful. Sadness and disappointment flowering in her small chest. Then her big fat tears start to fall. She will be a product of a broken home. Her parents will be divorced and they will be fighting custody over her brother. Her brother is their favorite but her, who will have her?
Not her father and his...second wife, she hopes.
She will never forget this day ever. And as she looks into the future, she hates her father even more.
But maybe she can stop that future from happening if she just keeps what she saw from her mother. A secret that will probably consume her.
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~2 8 19 AF P 2 17 19~
A/N: Updating for Lovitar...for not giving up on this one...but maybe after this you will...oohhh.
If you reach this part, it will be nice to hear comments, suggestions, anything...I do appreciate that :D