A/N: Anyone anxious to find out what happens? Well you are about to find out

Chapter 38: The Truth Comes Out

Christine's POV

Parking the car in the driveway, I dread each step to the door. Opening the door, I can see dad standing there. And he looks pissed. Setting my phone on the table with the keys, I try to calm my racing heart.

"Where have you been?" He demands.

"At Eriks." I tell him the truth. "We had dinner and then just chilled on the couch. I must have fallen asleep." Please accept that and don't question it...

"This isn't the first time you've fallen asleep. You seem to always fall asleep whenever you're there." He points out.

"Dad, it's Erik's house. I've slept over many times before."

"That was because he was babysitting you." He points out. "And you spent more time over there this summer than before. What's going on?" He asks.

"Nothing." I lie. The screen of my phone lights up and I try to ignore it, but dad looks over to it. I suddenly start panicking as he reaches for it. "Dad..." His whole body tenses and the look of rage starts forming on his face.

"What the hell." Thankful, dad is not one for cursing. "I thought you just said nothing is going on between you and Erik." He holds up the phone for me to see the text. I forgot I had messaged him and he must have just replied back now.

Erik: Let me know how it goes. Once I'm better, we'll talk to him. I love you, Angel

I don't say anything, just glance between him and my phone. I can see in his eyes; the realization coming to light. He drops my phone on the table, staring down. I could see the tears though.

"Dad..."

"Tell me the truth now, Christine. What is going on between you and Erik?" He asks, demanding this time.

"I love him dad." My voice shaking. "And he loves me."

"What?" I jump at how loud his voice got.

"Dad, please. I-I'll call Erik and we can talk together about this." Hoping he would agree because I don't want to have to do this by myself.

"I don't want to talk to that asshole!" He barks. "Now I get why you were upset when Charlotte was at the hospital." I could only nod, my body now starting to shake. I have never seen my dad so pissed. "Did he touch you?" He asks, now more choking on his words than barking them out.

"Dad, please don't do this. Let me try and explain."

"Answer me!" He barks again.

"Yes!" I yell back. "He loves me though. W-We don't know how it happened but it just did." I'm trying to hold back the tears. "He makes me happy, dad. He's never hurt me of forced me to do anything." Unlike my ex...

"Did he..." He couldn't even finish the question, but I know what he's asking. I don't answer. How can you answer when your father is asking if his best friend and his daughter slept together. "Christine." I have to wipe away my tears.

"Dad please. We love each other."

"You are too young to know what love is, Christine." He shook his head.

"I'm not too young. You and mom were younger than me when you fell in love and had me. I'm not a little girl anymore, dad."

"I'm going to be sick." He looks away.

"You now he's a great man, dad. He's your best friend. He's never hurt me; he would never hurt me.." I pause for a moment, trying to figure out what he's thinking. "He didn't want this to happen."

"Then how the fuck did it happen?" He yells. "He's an adult, he should know better and have some self-control." He slams his hands on the table, causing my phone and keys to jump. "I trusted him with you, Christine. I trusted him and this is what he does!"

"He never wanted to hurt you."

"He's destroyed me! Both of you have!"

"Please dad, we never meant for this to happen."

"When did this start?" He asks. I pause for moment, trying to figure out when it really started. Probably since I was born...

"Prom." I answer. I remember that night. How he came to my rescue after a disastrous prom night and danced with me in the living room. That is when it truly started. "He only kissed me, that was it." I quickly added. "Nothing else happened until after I was eighteen." He didn't break any laws

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Please dad, don't say that."

"He betrayed me, Christine. You don't mess with your best friend's daughter, no matter what. He was supposed to take care of you, that's it."

"He did take care of me. He's always taken care of me. He's always been there for me. He took care of all of us!" My voice rises. "He was always there for you and mom. He told me how he went to almost every doctor's appointment, was there when I was born, helped picked out the ring for you to propose to mom. He took us in when she died and helped us get through that time." I took a moment to settle my voice down. "He was always there for me, taking care of me."

"That's what he was supposed to do, not turn you into his sex toy." My hand instantly raised to slap him hard across his face. I freeze, not knowing who I am anymore.

"I-I'm sorry dad." I quickly apologize as he rubs his red cheek. "But I am not his fuck toy. I know you are mad and pissed at both of us. But that doesn't give you the right to say that."

"I'm sorry, Christine." he lets out a huge sigh. "I just don't know what to think anymore. This is killing me."

"Why don't we go to bed and talk more in the morning?" I suggest. Some sleep might help.

"I can't now." He grabs for his keys.

"Where you going?" I ask, my nerves rising again.

"He's going to tell me what he's done to my face."

"N-Now?" No, no, no, no!

"Yes now. I don't care what time it is. We are going to have a long talk about it, whether or not he wants to right now." He goes for the door. I quickly grab his arm to stop him.

"Dad please. He's still recovering." I plead with him. "Please don't..." Tears start coming back.

"Christine. This is between him and me." He says firmly. "I want you to stay here, do not call him or text me. Let me deal with this."

"Please dad, it's late. Tomorrow we can all talk together."

"No, this is happening now. Go to bed, we'll talk more in the morning." I let go of his arm, knowing it's useless now. He goes for the door, but stops. "You are never allowed to him again." I look up to protest but he holds up his hand. "Christine, I am still your father. And right now, I want you to listen to me."

"I can't." I say back quietly. "I love him too much...just like mom loved you so much. I can't let him go." I'll never let him go." He doesn't answer but slams the door behind him as he leaves.

My whole body collapses to the ground as I left out a cry. I can't move, my body frozen with guilt and fear. What have we done? What have I done? Yes we knew the risks when we agreed to give this a chance, but we never thought it would come to this. God, he's so pissed and he's over to Erik's right now. Oh god Erik... I jump up to grab my phone. Ignoring my dad's order, my fingers start typing away.

Me: Erik...I hope you get this beforehand. My dad is on his way. He knows about us. I'm so sorry, I'm literally shaking as I'm texting this. He's so mad, he went insane.

I just press send. I don't know how to really warn him. Will my dad actually hurt him? I don't answer myself before I dial a number.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice answers.

"Nate?"

"Christine? What's wrong?" He knows I wouldn't call this late unless it's an emergency. And with Erik unable to drive, he's my next emergency contact. And this is an emergency.

"I need you to go to Erik's house." I try and sound a little calm but I'm sure I failed.

"Why ? Is Erik alright?" I can hear the worry in his voice.

"I-I don't know. My dad is on his way there..." I try to not choke on the words. "H-He found out and he's so mad right now. I'm afraid he might hurt Erik."

"I'll head over there now. Try to stay calm. If I know Erik, he'll put up a fight. I'll call you back later." He hangs up the phone and I fall into the chair. My dad and the man I love are going to go head to head against each other and I can't do anything but wait.

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