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Chapter 54: Daddy Daughter Day!

It was the next day, here in Riverdale, and I was nervous. Why? Because today was the day I spend time with my father. Was I scared?

Heck yes! But…

I was also a bit happy. I wanted to impress my parents and show them who I truly was and what I could do. My mother, I knew nothing would change, but my father… After last night, I had hope. Just a very small amount. It was really hot out today, so I had decided to shower. I poked my head out to see if the coast was clear. It was. I grabbed my robe and quickly went into the bathroom. After my shower, I was in my robe and rushed right into my room. I started looking through my clothes. Every time I reached for something, my mind flashed to him telling me I dressed like a whore and would put it back. I settled on my black top with the purple inside, aka the werewolf shirt, jean biker shorts, purple fishnet leggings and my biker boots. I put my biker gloves on and did my hair in a punk styled ponytail. I put silver studs on, my biker bracelets, black and silver eye liner and a touch of lip gloss. I looked myself over and sighed. It'll have to do. I went downstairs and saw my father drinking coffee while reading the paper and Archie typing on his laptop.

"Morning." I said softly as I went to the pantry.

"Morning. Sleep well?" Archie asked me.

"Yeah." I said as I looked through the pantry.

"So… You haven't made pancakes in a while." Archie said softly, hinting he wanted me to make some.

"Seriously?" I asked as I poked my head out to glare at him. He shrugged.

"Just a thought. Archie said, while my father just listened in on the conversation. I rolled my eyes but sighed.

"Ok. I'll make some." I said in defeat.

"Yes!" Archie cheered happily.

"So what ones? Blueberry? Banana nut? Oh! That amazing mixed berry!" Archie asked as he listed the ones he liked.

"You're sounding like Jughead." I commented suddenly.

"I am not." Archie huffed as I imagined he crossed his arms and pouted. I lightly laughed as I gathered up some stuff.

"So, where is everyone?" I asked Archie.

"Our moms went out shopping and dad had to work." Archie tells me. I came out with some stuff and got started.

"You never answered my question." Archie suddenly said.

"Hm?" I hummed out as I mixed.

"What pancakes are you making?" Archie asked again.

"It's a surprise." I hummed out happily. Archie pouted but smiled.

"Won't matter, they'll be good either way." Archie tells me. Hearing him say that made me smile even more.

"My pancakes usually are. Mine and Jughead's." I commented. As far as mom and dad knew, Jughead was Archie's best friend only. They had no idea I had a boyfriend, 2 actually. Dad looked up from his paper, eyebrow raised, and looked at Archie.

"Jughead? Your friend?" Dad asked Archie.

"Yeah. He comes over a lot, we hang out. Mom and dad like him and we watch movies and go to Pop Tate's." Archie commented.

"Pop Tate? He's still running that Chock'lite Shoppe?" Dad asked in shock.

"Yeah. Aria works as a waitress there." Archie commented as I poured the batter into a pan.

"You got a job?" Dad asked me.

"Yeah. Almost immediately when I got here." I tell him as I flipped the pancakes.

"A waitress though?" Dad questioned.

"It was a job I could get. I also babysit on the side. My availability increases in the summer time and I work as an elf for Mister Lodge during the Christmas time as well." I say as I put the pancakes aside and made more.

"And… You do good in school?" Dad asked me.

"Yeah. I study and no cheating. I'm able to keep up with chores and tutor as well." I say as I gave Archie a plate of 3. I gave him syrup and put whipped cream on it.

"Sweet!" Archie commented as he poured syrup on them. I put some in front of my father before going back to the pan. My dad looked at the plate before smelling them.

"Peaches and cream pancakes?" My dad asked curiously.

"If you don't like them, I'll make something else." I commented suddenly.

"No no. These are my favorite." dad suddenly said. I looked over, shock on my face, as he started eating them.

"Mine too." I said softly, finding out something new about him. Archie smiles as we started bonding. I sat down and ate. I hurried up a bit, drinking peach juice with my food, then collected the dishes and started washing them.

"I had forgotten how delicious Riverdale's peaches were." Dad commented happily.

"They're amazing." I added happily.

"I never knew you could cook." Dad commented with a happy tone.

"I had to learn when mom stopped cooking me food." I commented as I turned the water off and started drying my hands. Archie cringed while my father gave a look. I turned around and went to Archie.

"New mystery for the column?" I asked him as I started reading.

"Yeah. I heard a legend about mirrors being used for magic and being portals to another realm. Only enchanted, cursed or black mirrors though." Archie tells me as he started typing again.

"Black mirrors?" I questioned softly.

"Yeah. They're mirrors with a black tint behind the glass, usually in a black frame, and were from the 17th century." Archie commented.

"Were they big?" I asked him.

"Sometimes. They were big vanity mirrors usually, but there are rare ones that are small. They say these mirrors could also contact demons from the spirit world." Archie explained. I shuttered as I remembered that demon from limbo.

"A load of crock if you ask me." Dad suddenly commented.

"Normally, I'd agree, but Archie and I have seen things in this town. Read the columns sometime. Even if you think they're fake." I suggested before stretching.

"Ready to head out dad?" I asked him.

"Yes, I'm ready." He says as he stood up. Archie looked between the two of us with worry.

"We'll be back later Arch." I comment as I hugged him.

"Ok. Bye Aria. Bye Uncle Dave." Archie said cautiously as he watched us leave. I smiled as I walked out into the warm sunlight, a warm breeze blew by, as I stretched.

"What do you wanna do first?" I asked dad as I turned and looked at him. He closed the door behind him before turning to me with a small nervous smile.

"Well, what do you usually do?" He asked me curiously.

"Well, I usually work on a new science project, skate in the park, work, hang with friends, go to the movies or the arcade. You can decide what we do." I say as I felt a little nervous.

"Well, how about we walk around? I haven't seen Riverdale since…" He started but trailed off in thought.

"Since you left and then met mom?" I asked him curiously.

"Yeah…" He said softly. I gently took his hand, like a little girl holding her daddy's hand lovingly and wanting to show him something, smiling lovingly at him.

"A walk sounds perfect. I can show you the town and you can tell me what used to be there and what you used to do as a kid." I suggested happily. Dad blinked a bit before smiling. He genuinely seemed happy.

"I'd enjoy that." He tells me as his grip gently tightened. I smiled, and we were soon off. For a few hours we walked around, point out places and talking. I waved at some school mates that went by, showed him the store with the clothes I modeled, I decided not to talk about the mysteries, then we stopped right in front of Pop's for lunch.

"Hey dad, wanna stop here to eat? My treat? I also have to get my paycheck." I asked then mentioned my paycheck. He looked at the front of the place before looking at me.

"Well… Alright." He reluctantly agreed. I brought him inside, the place was a bit busy, as Pops looked up from the register. He smiled and waved, but then frowned a bit. I smiled and waved happily before bouncing to an open booth, dragging dad right behind me. He followed, looking around the joint, before sitting opposite side of me. Pops came right over.

"Well, hey Aria. The usual?" He asked me kindly.

"Yup." I said with a bright smile.

"Pops… This is my father." I said as they looked at each other.

"Nice to see you again Pops." Dad greeted quietly. Pops gave a fake smile as he glared coldly at him.

"I heard you were back in town." He commented as nicely as he could.

"Yeah… Me and the Mrs. I heard Aria works here." Dad commented awkwardly.

"Yes, she's the best employee I've ever had." Pops commented.

"The place hasn't changed one bit." Dad said as he looked around again.

"Well, why change what the kids like?" Pops suddenly asked.

"Pops. Could you get dad a burger? I'm treating today." I suddenly said, relieving the small amount of tension that was trying to grow, before Pops looked at me.

"Your treat?" Pops asked, secretly asking in code if I was alright. I smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it's a daddy daughter day." I commented, smiling a happy smile at Pops then at my father, as my father smiled right at me. Pops looked between us and realized we were making amends one step at a time.

"Alrighty, the usual, a burger with fries, and a pop coming right up. I'll also bring your paycheck and tips over." Pops said before walking off. I thanked him as he walked away.

"Are his burgers still amazing?" Dad whispered to me curiously as he leaned in. I chuckled as I leaned in.

"The best in the world." I whisper to him before giggling and sitting back. He smiled and chuckled before leaning back. He seemed happier than ever.

"Dad… I don't wanna ruin the mood… But…" I started saying but I trailed off, feeling awkward and scared to even ask. Dad looked at me curiously before figuring out what I was trying to ask. Why did you always yell at me and even go as far as hit me? He frowned and looked out the window.

"I… I'm not sure. I… I just felt anger and it was always aimed at you… I can't explain it… But, being here in this old town, seeing my brother and nephew and spending time with you, I feel… Happy." He commented before looking at me with sad eyes.

"I suppose… An apology wouldn't be enough." He said sadly to me.

"No words will do justice, but perhaps actions could. They tend to speak much louder than any word ever spoken." I suddenly commented without even thinking. My father gave me a look, a mix of anger and sadness, before he suddenly sighed and looked down. I saw his shoulders shaking, almost like he was crying, when he suddenly looked up.

He was chuckling.

"How did you become so smart so suddenly?" He asked me.

"I've always been smart. No one would believe me until I came here. I get mostly A's, with an occasional B or two." I say to him as I slowly started smiling again.

"Really?" He asked as his face went into both shock and impressed.

"Yes, I study hard so that I can, one day, go to college." I tell him softly.

"Any plans on what you want to do?" He asked me curiously.

"Unfortunately, no. I have yet to figure that out." I admit to him as I looked down. I was so scared he would be disappointed in me, or even ashamed. But what he said next shocked me.

"That's alright. You'll figure it out and, when you do, follow that dream and passion. Fight to accomplish your goals and never let anyone tell you otherwise." He tells me passionately. I looked up at him in pure shock at his words. It felt like yesterday, when I was 13, that he once told me I would never amount to anything nor be of any use to anyone.

"You… You're not lying… Are you?" I asked him cautiously.

"No… No, of course not. Listen to me. I'm not sure why I said the things I've said and acted the way I did towards you, but I'm trying. I'm trying to make amends and improve our relationship." He tells me, a pang of sorrow in his voice, as he looked at me sadly.

"I understand. Dad… Do you think… It's because of mom?" I asked him quietly. Before he could even answer, Pops came over with our food and drinks. My father looked at Pops and smiled, thanking him, before he saw the 6 burgers on my plate.

"You're going to eat all that?" He suddenly asked as his eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

"Yeah. So? I love the food here." I say as I started eating one.

"It's true. She and Jughead Jones are my best customers!" Pops chimed in happily with a bright smile. He then handed me my pay and the tip money I earned for the week. I smiled and pocket it.

"Thanks Pops." I say cheerfully.

"Not a problem. By the way, would you mind coming into work tomorrow?" Pops asked me.

"Sure. What time?" I asked as dad looked between the both of us.

"Is 8am alright?" Pops asked me.

"Yes, of course. I'll always be willing to help out." I say with my usual bright cheery smile and attitude. Pops gave me a bright smile.

"Thank you, Aria. I swear, some days, I dunno what I'd do without your help." He tells me. He then saw he was needed elsewhere and hurried off.

"He didn't tell you how long you would be working for." Dad suddenly commented. I turned to him and smiled as I grabbed my second burger.

"Does it matter? I accept any hours he gives me, and since it's summer I tend to get more than during school time." I comment before eating. Dad tilted his head before he shrugged it off. He took a bite of his burger and smiled a smile of pure joy.

"Yup. Same delicious heavenly burger, as always." He commented before eating.

"I know right? I have yet to find the secret ingredient he uses." I say as I was now on my 4th burger.

"Trust me, I don't think anyone will ever know." He chuckled out as he ate some fries. I chuckled as well. We finished our food and had a few laughs as well. It was nice to have my father back.

*Is it really him? Is my mother really the cause of all of this?* I thought logically to myself. But how? Why? Questions but no answers to compliment them. Perhaps, one day, the questions will find answers. Perhaps, if my father could change then, so could my mother.

*I seriously doubt it. The woman is like toxic.* I thought bitterly.

"So? Do you have any guys you're crushing on?" My father asked as I was drinking my soda. I nearly choked on my drink but swallowed it and coughed.

"Dad.~" I lightly whined.

"What? I'm curious about your life." He tells me as he leans forward a bit. I turned red and sunk down. He smiled, which I noticed is like mine meaning the Andrews' smile, and leaned back.

"Who is he?" He asked suddenly.

"Let's not get into it right now." I muttered as I paid and left a tip.

"Alright, how about friends?" He asked curiously as we stood up.

"Plenty of friends here. I'm friends with Archie's friends and have made new friends outside from his friends." I explained happily as we walked outside.

"Hey babe.~" I suddenly heard. I groaned in anger and annoyance.

"No.~ Go away.~" I whined out angrily as I tried to move away quickly. Wasn't fast enough though. I felt my wrist get grabbed before being pulled into Vinnie Wells' arms.

"Not gonna give me a kiss?" He asked me in a fake sweet tone.

"Oh yes honey, give your boyfriend a smooch." I suddenly heard from behind him.

Mom.

I realized the two met and he lied to her about us. I shoved him away.

"You chauvinistic, egotistical, manipulative, lying, two timing, abusing, perverted jerk!" I nearly screamed, not realizing my father was right behind me.

"That's no way to talk to this nice young man!" My mother scolded me.

"Him?! Nice?! You call smacking me, hurting me, stalking me and even smashing my face with a crowbar nice?! Have you lost your mind?!" I suddenly screamed at her.

"Don't you ta-" She started but I stopped her.

"No! You are going to listen! Both of you!" I shouted out loudly as I turned red. My aunt rounded the corner, but she saw there was no stopping me now.

"You are supposed to be a mother! To protect and love me! Not hate my guts and turn my father against me along with everyone else!" I shouted angrily at my mother. She looked like she wanted to speak, but no words formed out.

"And you!" I shouted as I pointed a finger at Vinnie.

"Get the hint! No! N! O! I am not yours! You don't own me! I won't date you! I won't let you whore me out for your own fun! I won't tolerate the stalking, hitting and teasing my friends anymore! You busted my face up! You actually broke my nose! You're a criminal, a sex offender, an abuser, maybe even a druggie, and maybe even a killer in the making! I'll say this so even you can understand me!" I said before taking a deep breath.

"I HATE YOU!" I screamed to the top of my lungs right in his face. He wasn't happy. He had been scowling and shaking before he finally snapped.

'Punch'.

Yup. That's right. He punched me. He punched me right in my face. I felt my nose break for a second time. I heard gasps but also a chuckle.

"Serves you right." My mother scolded.

I lost it.

I lunged at Vinnie and started pounding him. I got some punched in, but he also fought me back. I felt hands on me as I was pulled back.

"NO! LET ME HIT HIM!" I screamed out loudly as tears tried to sting my eyes. I knew it was my aunt holding me back.

"Let the little bi-" My mom started but was interrupted.

"Shut up Dona! Just shut up!" I suddenly heard. I was shocked at who said it.

My father!

I looked and barely saw him. He had Vinnie in a sleeper hold. I was shocked. He actually helped me.

"What?!" My mother nearly shrieked in horror. I was suddenly calm. I realized that my anger was almost like my mothers, except mine was for good reasons while hers was not.

"You heard me Dona! Enough! I'm tired of this! I see now who you truly are! You're not the woman I once loved! And to have me turn on my own daughter… I'm ashamed of you but also of myself." He said sadly. He then let Vinnie go but tossed him.

"Vinnie was it? You bother my daughter again and I'll bury you alive!" He said very suddenly. Vinnie didn't stick around, especially when he heard the sirens, and ran as fast as he could.

"How dare you choose her over me!" Mom shrieked out. Dad ignored her and helped with my nose. Pops rushed out along with other teens. The sheriff, Mr. Werewolf, came right over. He sighed when he saw me.

"Vincent Wells again?" He asked in an exasperated tone.

"Yes sir. Witnesses this time. I yelled at him to leave me alone and that I hated him. He punched first, breaking my nose again, and then a fight broke out." I confessed to him.

"She's lying! She started attacking him for no reason!" My mother claimed. The sheriff turned and gave her a look.

"Are you her mother?" He asked her.

"Yes I am!" She tells him rudely.

"Then shut up!" The sheriff suddenly said sternly. Mom was flabbergasted.

"Vincent Wells is a delinquent and Miss Andrews never attacks unless she is in danger or is threatened! She is one of the most well respected and honest teenager I've personally met! I know, for a fact, she is telling the truth and I'm sure all these witnesses will side with her!" He said very sternly. My mother looked around and had no choice but to keep quiet.

"Let's get you to a doctor." Dad suddenly said. A deputy came over and took statements while the sheriff looked at us.

"I'll give you a ride. May I ask who you are?" Sheriff asked my dad.

"He's my dad. He pulled Vinnie off me and defended me." I said, rightfully defending him. He had started earning my trust now. I felt like he was my father. Sheriff nodded and put me and my dad in the car while Aunt Mary went inside Pop's to call Uncle Fred and Archie. On the way, my father looked up at the sheriff.

"This really has happened before hasn't it?" Dad asked worriedly.

"Yes sir." He commented.

"So… You said she was honest… Does that mean… The weird mystery columns?" He asked awkwardly.

"Yes sir. And, just so you know, she is brave." He commented suddenly.

"Dad… Remember I told you about the werewolf? And how Uncle Fred told you I was attacked by a savage wolf?" I asked him. Dad looked at me and nodded.

"Both were true. A werewolf is a savage monster. And the werewolf, well… That was the sheriff… Before we found a cure of course!" I told him then defended him. Dad's face went pale at that moment.

"She's helped save our town more than once Mister Andrews. If I were you, I'd be proud to have a daughter like her." Sheriff said before stopping right in front of the hospital. Dad looked at the sheriff before down at me.

"I am… I see now that I should be." Dad said softly before kissing my forehead. I looked up, the tears finally falling, before I lunged forward and hugged him tightly.

"Daddy." I whimpered out before crying. Dad did nothing but hold me. He got me out of the car and carried me into the hospital.

*A couple hours later*

Uncle Fred was driving, dad was next to him, and I sat in the back seat. I had another cast on my nose. I looked out the window as familiar faces, places and trees went by. Once home I was sent inside. Mom was there, but Archie and Aunt Mary kept her away from me. It looked like mom was being forced to pack up. Good. She could sleep somewhere else.

*Dave Andrews' POV*

I had sat quietly in the car until we got to my brother's house. I felt ashamed of myself.

*How could I let her manipulate me?* I thought as I thought back to how Dona just acted a while ago.

I remember we first met when I was in the city, only 18 at the time. It started out as nothing, she barely noticed me at all. Over 3 year later, we got drunk at a party and, well, she told me two months later she was pregnant. At first I was happy, but someone told me it might not have been mine. After a test I discovered it was a girl and she was mine. That day, I fell in love with my daughter. I was excited to be a father. At the time, Dona seemed happy too. We got married right away and found a place to live. After Aria was born though, I noticed Dona didn't want to be around her as much. Especially since Aria was born a beautiful red head. I had only thought she had the baby blues and would recover. She didn't. As soon as Aria was put on a bottle, Dona hit the bottle too. A different one. It started out small, not that big a deal, but when Aria turned 7 it had spiralled out of control. I hadn't touched the stuff after she got pregnant, but something happened with me. I'm not sure what, but soon I was drinking and hurting my daughter. I remember doing it, but it also felt like a dream most of the time. Dona had sunk her nails deep into me and kept me close by.

Then Aria left.

The first year was different, a change without my daughter, but nearing the end of the second year I felt something. Loneliness and, perhaps, guilt. I was seeing Dona was treating me differently and was mostly trying to prevent this visit I had suggested. After a lengthy fight she agreed. She told me 'Once you see she's still a rotten brat, you'll regret going back.' She had told me. When my brother and sister and law got us though, I felt different. Like a wave of darkness was being pushed away. Yes, I gave my daughter an attitude when I got here, but I only saw her as what my wife had said. A disgrace and much more. After we saw the magazine, I started to see she wasn't lying. The night the dog 'attacked' Dona, I was mad. I stormed up to yell at her, but Fred pulled me away after a large attempt to bust down the door. I had started yelling at him, screaming even, but Fred was very calm when talking to me. He told me how happy she was being here, how Archie helped her make friends, the report cards and test scores he showed me, pictures of events like Valentines day and Christmas, her birthday, when she got her first job, her singing in the choir and so much more. I realized I was acting like a child. I listened and started hearing about the wonderful things my daughter had done through her two school years here. I didn't realize I had tears streaming down my cheeks until Fred said something to me.

I was a monster! After that night, I took a small while to think. When I heard Aria had fainted from fear, I thought she had, indeed, been faking. Until I had snuck in her room earlier that morning, without anyone knowing. The dog had glared at me, ready to growl, but I had ignored him and went right up to my sleeping daughter. She had been pale and was sweating in her sleep. I had stayed with her for over an hour, wiping her forehead with a wet cloth to calm her. I wasn't sure how long I was there until Archie came down. I saw him and said nothing until I walked by him. I told him the cloth on her forehead would help, then went downstairs for coffee. I felt awful that happened to her, but there wasn't much I could do. I guess Archie kept that morning a secret from her. I didn't blame him. She probably would've been scared. I took Fred's advice and had talked to her about a father daughter day. She seemed scared but had agreed. I left and pretended to walk away from the door. I heard her sobbing. Hearing that, it broke my heart.

I hadn't told Dona abut my plan to spend the day with her, but told her I would help Fred out instead. She started insulting him behind his back and saying things like 'I'm all you'll ever need.' and what not. I was in disbelief. The woman I thought I had loved, trying to turn me against my own family. She had tried to get me to drink some wine she brought, but I'd only pretend to drink it. I would really dump it in a plant or something like that. I had been doing that the day we got here.

Why?

I didn't want to seem like an alcoholic, like Dona, around my brother. Spending the day with Aria was nice. We were both nervous and worried, that part was clear, but she reached out and tried to make peace. We walked and talked and I noticed she was happier here than in the city. Much happier. We went to Pop Tate's and I could feel his glare. Fred had told me some people knew about her 'abuse', so I felt awkward and ashamed when Pops glared at me. His eyes said all. Aria seemed to have noticed and defended me immediately. I was shocked she did, especially after how I had acted all these years, but it showed she wanted peace.

She wanted a father.

While eating, I noticed she eats like me, same bites, same motion. Burger, fries, burger, fries, drink, burger, drink. It astounded me how much in common I had been seeing, like with the pancakes. I had also noticed, through out the day, all she wanted to do was to have me be happy and she wanted to prove herself to me. She wanted me to be proud of her. I had thought Dona was wrong. How could a sweet girl get into fights? That was, until that delinquent Vinnie Wells showed up. I heard she had been in fights with him and was hospitalized, but I didn't want to believe it. He had been touching her and I got mad. When Dona mentioned boyfriend, I was confused. That was, until Aria ranted about how horrible he was and even screamed she hated him. When he punched her though, I was mad. He broke her nose! I thought she would cry, since she was shaking and all, but instead she lunged at him and started swinging punched left and right. I was both shocked and impress. That was, until he was hitting back. It was going to far and all Dona did was laugh.

She laughed!

I looked at Mary and we wasted no time. I pulled Vinnie away from her and put him in a sleeper hold, while Aria was screaming to let her go so she could keep punching him. I realized she had my temper. I saw her eyes, knowing she was seeing red like I had, and soon realized it was bottled up anger, buried so deep in her that even she didn't know it was there, from all the abuse Dona had given her and even some from myself. I felt broken at that point. I had to change. For her. Aria was right. Dona was controlling me, manipulating me to keep to herself, and was toxic for everyone. Dona started making a comment, but I had told her to shut up. Needless to say, all three girls were shocked. I voiced my opinion before letting the punk go. I didn't want to kill him. I did threaten him though. He heard sirens and was off in a flash. I looked over at Aria, seeing her eyes water, and went to her aid. She had defended me and told me actions spoke louder than words. What better way to apologize then to defend her and be by her side. On the way to the hospital, the Sheriff told me the weird mysteries were true. My heart sank, knowing she was put in danger many times, but hearing how she and Archie were town heroes. Well, I was proud! I was proud of my little girl.

Except…

She wasn't little anymore. She was almost grown up. I had wasted so much time, all because of Dona…

Because I was choosing my wife and believing her lies over my daughter and her truth. Fred turned to me, once Aria was in the house, and spoke.

"I'm sorry this all happened, but Mary told me how you defended Aria without a second thought. I know Dona is your wife, but I'm not letting her stay in my home any longer. I'll let you stay, but if you go with her, as disappointed as I would be, I won't stop you." Fred said to me. I turned and looked at him, tears stinging my eyes. Fred's eyes widened, since he hasn't seen me cry since we lost out mom when I was 16, as a few tears spilled.

"I choose my family… I choose my brother, sister in law, nephew and, especially, my little girl." I choked out. Fred teared up but smiled before reaching over and hugged me. I hated crying, but I let some tears spill as I hugged him.

''I'm a monster Fred." I said softly as I had finally bottled up my tears.

"No… No you're not. You're realizing your mistakes and trying to fix them." He assures me. I shook my head and moved away.

"No, I'm a horrible father and a horrible person. I hurt my daughter. I said and did awful things to her, all because I believed Dona over Aria. I even believed Dona over you and Mary for a while. I… I don't know why. Now… Oh god, now I've lost so much time with her and caused her nothing but anger and sadness." I say as I looked at him.

"How am I not a monster?" I asked him.

"Because you're learning, changing, and becoming wiser." He tells me. I wiped my eyes fully dry as I looked right at him.

"I'm getting a divorce. No questions, no excuses, I can't be with a woman who is toxic. It's like… It's like she had me under a spell, but no more!" I said as I voiced what was needed.

"Good for you. Let's get inside." Fred said as he got out of the car. I nodded and followed him inside.

"Dave! Oh thank goodness! Let's go! I don't want to be around trash anymore!" Dona said in a huge huff. Aria looked down in sadness, probably thinking I would, while Archie and Mary watched. Fred walked over to them and watched as well.

"No." I said suddenly.

"What?" Dona asked me in shock. Aria looked up, surprised at what I said.

"No. In fact, I want you to leave as well. I'm divorcing you Dona, it's over." I said calmly. Dona looked shocked, but then her face twisted in rage. She went up to me and smacked me.

"You will not!" Dona screeched out in fury. I did nothing but looked at her.

"Yes, I am serious. I'm tired of you using me, manipulating me and, worst of all, hurting Aria. I don't know how or why you're doing this, but it ends now." I say as calmly as I could. She was angry, that was clear, as she grabbed her suitcase and shoved me aside to walk out. She then turned and glared at everyone before staring at Aria.

"I'll kill you, all of you, but I'll save something far worse for you darling daughter. A fate worse than death." Dona said in a scary, almost unnatural voice, before she walked out the door. I ran to it to say something, but she was gone.

Disappeared.

Vanished into thin air. I was shocked. I closed it, locking it immediately, and turned to them.

"She's… Gone." I said in shock. Everyone looked worried, everyone except Aria. She looked a bit shocked but was shaking. She then started crying.

"What do you mean gone? Vanished gone?" Archie asked me. I only nodded as I went to Aria and hugged her tightly.

"It's alright my little song bird, I won't let her harm you." I said as I stroked her hair.

"No… I don't care if she does." She said, shocking me, before looking up at me with tears streaming down her face.

"I don't want anyone to die!" She exclaimed as she then bawled her eyes out. I couldn't believe it. She cared more about us than herself. I kissed her forehead and comforted her.

"Don't cry. I'm here, no one will die." I comfort her. I picked her up and brought her to the couch, sat down with her on my lap and rocked her gently, allowing her to cry. No one knew about the item she had left hidden away in the house, lying in wait until the time was right.

EVEN I'M IN TEARS AND I'M THE AUTHOR! I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THIS, I TRIED TO GO IN A SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT DIRECTION THAN I FIRST WANTED, BUT I THINK THIS IS WORKING OUT MUCH BETTER! LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OR HOW YOU THINK THIS MIGHT END! HOW WILL THE MOTHER GET HER REVENGE? WILL IT BE AS HORRIBLE AS SHE SAYS? OR WORSE?! YOU'LL FIND ONE IN A FUTURE CHAPTER... JUST NOT THE NEXT ONE! BUH BYE!