Our Family

The doorbell rings and I run downstairs to answer it. I open it to see my loving boyfriend.

"Hey." I say and let him in.

"It's kinda late, don't you think?" He asks and I take his jacket off of him. I place it on the hanger and turn around to him.

"I know." I say and take his hand. I pull him upstairs to my bedroom and shut the door. "What do you think of my new look?"

"I think you look beautiful, but this isn't you." He says.

"What do you mean?"

"You're not some wild child kind of girl. You're not rebellious, you don't like short, skin showing clothing. And you hate wearing heels."

"Thanks Jack." I say sarcastically.

"You look good Lily, but I feel like you're trying to look like your mom when she was about your age."

"What? I am not."

"So you're not a wild child sitting on your throne?"

"And to think I was gonna... Never mind."

"No, what? What were you gonna say?"

"I think you should go." I say softly.

"Okay, if that's what you really want. But do me a favour Lily, go back to your own look. Be yourself, don't try to be someone you're not. You're a punk teenager. You love denim, leather, and chains, and skirts with suspenders. Just please go back to being you." And with that, he's gone.

Tears start rolling down my cheeks. I'm not saying he's right, but I do miss my mom a lot. The time that she's been gone, have been the hardest I've been through. I thought when she left that it'd be like when she goes on tour, but it's not.

But he's wrong, I don't want to be my mom, I want her with me. For the last two weeks, I've been faking smiles, trying to make it seem like everything's okay. But nothing is okay anymore. And I was going to let him have me tonight. Well that was before he said I was trying to be my mom. But I was going to finally lose my flower to him, I wanted to so bad.

But now all I want is to be in my dad's arms. I want to feel safe and loved. My dad always makes me feel that way, and I just want that feeling right now.

I get up and wash off my makeup. I put my hair up in a high ponytail and put on my pjs. I walk downstairs and make myself some green tea. I grab my phone and start watching YouTube. I put on an old music video of my mom's, and silently watch. I replay it over and over and begin to sing along.


Me:
The sky’s on fire
All the stars disappear
no signs of life without you here
Tears will fall
oceans will rise, the earth will stop turning
since you left every breath feels like it's burning
I know that life will go on I'll survive, but for tonight
I’d swear on my life this is the end of the world


Tears stream down my face as I begin to break down.

"Lily, I'm home!" My dad yells. Great, he's drunk. He slams the door and sways into the living room. "Why are you crying?"

"It doesn't matter." I wipe my tears away and get up. I try to leave but he gets in my way.

"Everything that has to do with you matters." He says, still that drunken wide smile never drifting off his face.

"I miss mom alright." I admit.

"That would explain the new look you were going for. Ashley texted me about you wanting the 'wild child' look."

"Good for you."

I brush past him and run up to my room. He walks right in and picks me up. He carries me to his room and sits me on the bed. He sits next to me and looks me in the eyes. I look away, but he tilts my head up.

"I know how hard it's been on you since your mom moved, but I will always be there for you."

"Where were you tonight, huh?"

"I'm guessing you wanted to do more than shop."

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you about everything, but I don't get much time with you when uncle Danny comes strolling into town. I'm your daughter."

"You mean way more to me than that."

He kisses me and I pull away.

"Dad we can't."

"I know it's wrong, but I can't stand seeing you everyday without having you to be all mine."

He kisses me again, and this time I don't pull back. I kiss him back and straddle myself onto him. He sucks on my neck as his hands run all over my body. I feel as he unhooks my bra with one hand. I take off my shirt and he throws my bra aside. I take his Misfits shirt off of him and pull down his pants. He kicks them off and pulls my shorts off of me.

"You still a virgin?" He asks and I nod.

He lays me down on the bed and hovers over me. He slips his boxers off and a condom on.

"This might hurt babygirl." He warns.

He pulls my underwear off of me and slowly inserts his length into me. This does hurt, a lot. I wince at the pain and he just keeps going. Slowly in and out. I hear low moans escape his mouth and I try not to think about the pain going on downstairs.

"You okay?" He asks with eyes shut.

"Yeah." I say lightly.

I close my eyes and begin to relax a bit. My nerves have calmed down more and I start to enjoy it. Soft moans escape my mouth, making his speed pick up.

"More." I moan softly into his ear.

He smirks and goes faster and deeper. He goes so fast, I just can't take anymore.

"Dadd-ddy!" I moan out.

"Cum for me babygirl."

I cum and he gets off of me. He throws the condom in the garbage and gets in the bed with me. He hands me my shorts and puts on his boxers. I slip on my shorts and turn so I'm staring into his eyes.

"We'll talk in the morning." He says before kissing me one more time and closes his eyes.



That felt amazing, but what have I done?

Notes

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