So here's the scope. Me and Randy finished getting undressed. We're literally on the counter, Randy's on top of me and I'm moaning fucking load as hell. So just image when all of a sudden you hear claps and chaos coming from the side of you and you sure fucking know the chucky doll in your room didn't get up and turn the TV on and is going to kill you. But I sure hope it was. So just picture being me and looking to my left and seeing the most horrible thing you've ever seen, your father looking at you with a more disappointment look in his eyes then when you ran off to the Bahamas for a week when you were sixteen with you boyfriend.

"Get the FUCK off her." My dad screams on the top of his lungs at Randy.

"Dad." I say in the softest voice.

"Shout up, gosh you spend one night with him and your already fucking him. I thought you were better then that? Better then this, you're a fucking whore." My dad yells at me and with his arm knocking off the 5 glass vases neatly lined together on the top part of the counter, coming down with a hugh crash when they hit the hard wooden floor.

I wince at the noise. I start to cry not because of the glass breaking but because my heart breaking, my dad had seriously just called me a whore.

"Stop crying. You didn't seem so sad when he was drilling into you." My dad snarls at me.

"Stop, stop, stop." My crying began crying harder. Slapping Randy's chest. He grabs my hands and tries to calm me down.

"Dave. Stop it she's just eighteen and made a mistake." Paul tries to calm him down.

"I didn't make a mistake. It was my choice. I wanted to a lot. And if he can't help it or understand why then he's just a fucking idiot cause he does exactly the same thing." I say looking right into Randy's eyes.

"What?" My dad half screams.

"Come on dad, I'm not stupid you fucked like thousands of different women you hardly knew for maybe at the most two hours and felt great afterward. Not even noticing me there, just in my room right next door. I mean come on they definitely WEREN'T the quietest whores you could find." I spit out with fiery.

"Now you shut your fucking mouth! Gosh your just like your mother. No wonder you're the only screw up out of all my daughters cause you're the only one with the different mother who was nothing but a big assed fucking whore stripper."

"Gosh you don't get it. Do you?"

"Get what?"

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. I COULD CARELESS ABOUT IT OR YOU. I GUESS I AM REALLY LIKE MY MOTHER CAUSE I DON'T LOVE YOU, ALL I WANT IS YOUR MONEY. I CAN LEAVE HERE AND NEVER COME BACK AND WONT EVEN MISS YOU, ONLY THE MONEY. GET IT NOW DADDY'O?"

"Get the fuck out! Both of you NOW!" He screamed so loud I think for a minute I went deaf.

All Paul and Ric did was just stare at me with disbelief. Randy given looked a little hurt and uncertain. All I did was lay there wondering "Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life. Losing not only my dad but Randy?"

So there was chapter 4. Hope you liked it as much as I did lol. But yeah I promise you there will be even MORE drama, heartbreak, and name calling in the next few chapters! Like always R&R please! Love, Amy xoxo