"Don't you have anything to do?" She snapped.
"Nope"
"Well find something." Ana suggested.
Nash looked at her for a minute, before reaching out to touch her black hair. Ana wanted to move away but found herself moving closer to him, she cried as he pulled her into his arms.
"I'm sorry." He muttered into her hair.
"You know, I could count on 1 hand all the things I ever wanted from dad but I didn't get any of them"
"I know"
"You don't know." She said, pulling away. "I...my parents hated each other. I was a mistake"
"You weren't"
"Yes I was! The only thing I really wanted was to stay with you but he hated me too much to let that happen"
"It's ok." He said, pulling her closer.
"I hate him." Ana muttered.
Maria walked up to the house, and knocked on the door loudly. When it was finally open she pushed past it to get inside the house.
"What are you doing here?" Hall demanded.
"Where's my daughter"
"OUR daughter is upstairs. For some reason I don't think she wants to see you"
"You think she wants to see you?" Maria asked, raising her eyebrows. She started walking up the stairs.
"Leave her alone." Hall said, following her.
"I'm not asking you to be nice all the time...I just.....you can trust me ok?" Nash said, still stroking Ana's hair.
"Ok." The girl muttered.
"Why are you here?" Maria demanded, storming into the room. "How many times have I told you not to see your father"
"She's over 18, she can see who she wants." Hall snapped, walking in.
"I don't think so." Maria said, reaching ou for her daughters arm. "Come on we're leaving." She said, pulling her off the bed.
"No you're not." Hall said, grabbing Ana's other arm.
"You are so pathetic!" Ana shouted, pulling away from both of them.
"Maybe, but at least I'm not a suck up like your mom." Hall shouted.
"No, you're too drunk to be a suck up"
Nash put his hands on Ana's shoulders and pulled her closer. She closed her eyes and leaned back against him while her parents continued arguing.