Daddy's Little Girl

"Wh-What?" I snapped, "You can't do that to me! Not now, not after everything, you can't just stop.."

"Kiera, I just can't do this anymore, say whatever you want, hit me as much and as hard as you want, but there's no way you could make me feel any worse than I already do."

"Alright." I said as I slapped him across the face with the back of my hand with as much force as I possibly could.

He let out a grunt and started rubbing the side of his face that I had smacked.

I got up to leave, there was absolutely NO way that I was staying in the same room as him, hell, as a matter of fact, I don't think I'm going to even acknowledge his presence the rest of the time were here.

He grabbed my hand and tried to stop me from leaving the room.

"Kiera, don't be like that.."

"What, Dad, did you expect me to do? Be okay with this, Dad, did you think I would be okay with you just ending everything? Well, Dad I'm not okay with this, not even a little bit.." I said, emphasizing the word 'dad,' my voice breaking at the end as tears spilled down my cheeks.

I jerked my hand out of his grasp, and his hand fell into his lap.

"Kiera, don't say my name like that.."

"Why, Dad?"

"Because I.."

"Don't like it?"

"No.."

"Well what's wrong with the way I say Dad? Dad.

"Nothing.. It just doesn't sound normal.."

"Well I don't see why not, I mean you are my Dad, right, absolutely nothing more, nothing less. Nor will we ever be anything more, contrary to what you made me believe, Dad." I said trying to hold back a sob.

I wiped my eyes and gave him one last look before heading out of the room, to get my stuff. I heard Dad let out a long sigh, and he got up and put some shorts on.

He stood there with his arms crossed as I got all of my bags and put them by the door. I opened the dressed and got all of my clothes out that he had put away, not sure why he had put my clothes away, if he had decided to break it off with me. I guess he thought I would continue staying with him until Val got here. As if. If he doesn't want this, then I'll get out of his way.

I turned around as I was walking out the door and putting my bags in the hallway, and he was just staring at me with the saddest expression I've everseen. It broke my heart, but seriously, this is his fault.

"Don't look at me like that, you did this. Not me."

I grabbed my last bag and slid it into the hallway, slamming the door. He quickly opened it up, and offered to help me with my bags, which I replied to with a "Fuck you, I can do this myself," and continued dragging 2 of my 5 bags down the stairs, and to basement with everyone else. Yeah, I could've just went to one of the other guest rooms on the upstairs floor, but I just wanted to be as far away from him as I could.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I seen Syn in the kitchen making a ton of hot chocolates, he heard me dragging my suit cases and asked what I was doing, and I just replied with, "can you get the rest of my suit cases for me?" He just nodded and I continued down the stairs to the basement and went to the room away from everyone else so they wouldn't hear the tears that were sure to come. Mostly everyone was hanging out in the lounge, and they all looked at me, and asked what was wrong, but I ignored everyone and continued to my room. I left the door open behind me, and just flopped on my bed, waiting for Brian. But he didn't come right away, instead he was a few minutes later than I was. When he finally did come in, He had all 3 of my bags, plus a cup of hot cocoa.

"Here ya go, kiddo. Ya know, I don't know what's up with you and your dad, but I can tell you're not happy with him. So, if you need tah talk or anything, ya know Uncle Bri is here for yah." He said wiping my hair back from my forehead and placing a kiss there as I took a drink of my cocoa.

"Thanks Bri."

"No problem kiddo. Ya know, I went up there to get your bags, and your dad was standing there staring at the steps you had just come down, and he didn't even speak to me when I grabbed your bags, he just slammed the door in my face. So, whatever is up, he's upset about it too, even if it's only at himself. So try and make up with him, you know you love him."

And Brian didn't even know just how right he was..

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