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The Preacher's Daughter

Chapter thirty four: a lot like love

My father? what was he doing here? is this a prank?

"Dad?" Mary rapped her arms around her tummy, embarrassed non the less.

he slowly walks forward eying the boys impassively... "i never thought i would witness this, my eldest pregnant with a man who is a rock star and they are not married. My youngest," he shrugs, i can see it in his eyes, pure disappointment. "she murdered a man in cold blood, and did not even flinch am i correct?"

we did not answer, Mary's hand entwine with mine, hoping for the best, but knowing it will be indeed for the worst.

"Andrew called," both i and my sister heads turn to him. he called my dad? why in the hell would he do that, its insane. i have enough problems already i do not need the preacher all up in my grill.

"Where is mom?" i ask curiously, if Douche bag is here, i am sure the devils spawn in right behind em.

"i did not tell her i was coming." will you look at that, who's being the sinner now? "i will not tolerate this, my daughter is not going to prison, and i being a high priest i can marry you."

"You said what now?" Both i and my sister asks, wide eyed on what our father just said, he wants- needs to marry i and Andy.

"Tomorrow at noon, sound good?" my father asks, why is he so protective and caring all of a sudden? his he afraid his daughters will put em to shame? if thats the case than what the hell. The Donnaway name should- would be on the church's door, if the counsel find out what i and Mary have- had been doing than they will strip my father, figuratively of course; from his priest stripes or whatever you wanna call it. My father maybe a douche bag and a church whore, but one thing my father has is that he will always protects us, from good, evil or just plain rock stars.

"yes sir," Andy mummers.


i am going to hell aren't i? i have shot someone cold blooded, and i did not even flinch why did i not flinch, maybe because deep down inside i know i am not Gracie, i am someone else, someone Andy brought out of me... i do not know what will happen in the future, but i hope and pray that Andy wont be in it...

Notes

sorry short chapter, will update soon, doing this from my friends laptop, mine is broken so i do not know when i will update again in this few days, all depends when mum and dad is buying me a new laptop, hoping for Friday or Saturday. than i will be on this website like i want to be on Andy. HAHA. any whore, i hope you had a great day. hugs and kisses.

Sharon- dean Phillips Taylor.

Comments

This was absolutely amazing <3

YOU BROKE ME
YOU FUCKING BROKE ME

sorryimpsycho sorryimpsycho
3/5/15

This is so good!

fallingdown fallingdown
7/31/14

Ugh, I actually fucking cried!
you fucking broke me

To be fair, I wanna know what will happen to Andy, but that's it..
it was an amazing story

You should at least write an epilogue. Or write a mistake the doctors made it will not be the end!!!!