As if this couldn’t get any worse. My sister is upstairs with a creepy shrine to one of my mates, and here I am, running into the one person I have wanted to avoid the most. I truly don’t have the energy to deal with my father right now, but I guess, at this point, I have no other choice.
I stand still and take a few deep breaths. “I said: what the hell are you doing in my house?” I gulp, but no words are forming in my mind, let alone coming out of my mouth. I can feel my heartbeat increase, and I have to say that I’m pretty scared. I don’t know what is going to happen with my dad.
“I came t…..to ch……check on A….aida.” Goddess, I sound so pathetic, but I can’t help it. My father has always made me nervous, and there are times that I’ve been terrified, and this is one of those times.
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