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Chapter 29

BPOV

Like all normal couples, after making love for the time with your...love interest...partner..."fuck buddy" or whatever you'd like to call it, you'd expect to have a cliche wake up where you're all tangled up in each others arms, reluctant to pull away from one another and disregarding the morning breath...but no, apparently that only happens in movies and overrated books.

Unlike the TV shows where half the parents aren't even present the whole time, my dad just had to be on the dot like he always is. So fucking punctual.

So this morning, I woke up to this:

"How dare you! She is my daughter! Where did you ever hear that it would be okay to take away her virtue at such a young age without my permission! I know all of you guys, and all you want is to get in those girls pants. Is that what they call it these days? Well listen up buddy, I was once your age and I know how you men think. Even to this day we men think about sex every thirty seconds. It's statistics son! So don't you even think about trying to get out of my wrathfulness because I know your type. I was okay with you and my daughter but now, I may never even let you back into this house! Her hooha or wawa or whatever you men call their private parts these days is to remained untouched under ANY circumstance and if you EVER touch her yaya's again, I will know. I'm okay with the kissing but as soon as you know it has gotten way to far like your wonker has begun doing push ups...is that what you call an erection these days? Whatever! When you get hard, you run your little ass back home because I refuse for it to get any farther. You got that?"

Let's put it this way...hitting my head against a wall would have been the best part of my day.

Charlie was supposed to be at work like he always is, not home at eight in the morning. That is his daily routine. Get up at five and then leave half an hour later, on the dot because Charlie is simply that fucking punctual man.

Checking up on his daughter was never part of the routine like it was today.

Why today? Today of all days!

I dragged my tired, naked body out of bed and put on my school clothes; jeans and a plaid shirt then ran downstairs, tripping twice, then entering into the loud, bickering being held in the old kitchen.

"Dad, dad, calm down." I barged in.

"Don't you tell me to calm down when you're the one having sex!" He shouted. "I thought I taught you better."

"Charlie!" I yelled back at him.

"Shut up Isabella. You are fucking disgrace to me right now. I had no problem with you seeing the boy and him tutoring you but this was last on my list so just shut up!"

"Hey, don't tell your daughter to shut up." Edward defended.

"You just watch son, one day you are going to have to throw your whole life away because of one mistake just like I did. One silly drunk night at prom and all your hopes and dreams have gone down the fucking toilet. Just that stupid mistake."

"Mistake?" I croaked. "I had always thought Renee was the one whole thought of me like that, never my own father! You were always my favourite and now you agree with her?"

"See, now that's where you're wrong. I never thought highly of you. Renee would be backing me up right now if you hadn't killed the only thing I had left. You were an awful child! That's why she needed so many fucking business trips. That's why she is gone!"

Tears began falling down my face, searing into the corners of my mouth when Edward began to speak up again. "Sir, we never meant for this to happen. We're just in love. All I wanted to do was show her, not get on your nerves or even hit a nerve. Please don't try to make it seem like your mishaps are ours. If it turns out we made one, we'll know there are certain consequences but we'll also know that love has mistakes and I will never regret anything I ever do with your daughter sir."

"And you think I didn't love Renee? You both sicken me. Get out of my house Edward." Charlie jerked but Edward remained defensive. "Now!"

Edward stood up out of the shabby kitchen chair and glanced my way, trying to read in my face what I was going to do next.

"I have to get to school Charlie." I said monotonically, then stood up and swiftly left hand in hand with Edward out of my house with a recently tear stained face, lies roming throught my head, damaging my brain so I can't think clearly and I was on the verge of an emotional breakdown.

Today of all days.

I was going to do everything to avoid coming back to this house whether it kills me or not.

i know...i know...you probably all wanna kill me but i swear the next chapter...which i will right soon is about to allow this story to take a dursatic turn...

I refuse to give up on this story. I love all my readers and you are what keep me motivated but also I am doing this for my tutor. I love her and let her RIP.

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