Daddy's Little Girl

I walked all the way to my bedroom, being careful not to run into anybody because, ya know, I'm practically naked.

I turned down my hallway and I could hear several people snoring, completely unaware of everything around them. Oh how lucky they are, if they only knew what I would give to be completely unaware of everything, if only for a little while. But no, when I try to sleep I am plagued by these horrible nightmares that are sometimes reoccurring.

I opened my bedroom door to find it occupied by the only other person in the house that I did not want to be around.

What the fuck happened around here?

I quietly walked over to my suit cases and pulled out an over sized, long sleeved Metallica shirt, (which was Dad's), some light grey tights, white tank top, a deep purple lace panties and bra set, and some mismatching neon colored socks.

I then grabbed my shower bag, which consisted of all the things I needed to take a shower, like razors, body wash, shampoo, etc.

I went to the bathroom on the 1st floor to take a shower. As I was passing through the living room I noticed the digital clock on the TV said 5:49am.

Great.

Continuing on to the bathroom, I made a quick stop in the kitchen to grab a can of Mountain Dew, swallowing all of it's contents before I even reached the bathroom.

I took a quick shower blow dried my hair and then straightened it, all before I left the bathroom.

I put all my dirty clothes in the hamper and went to the living room, grabbed a black throw cover off the back of the couch, and laid down, fully prepared to go back to sleep, even though it was now 6:32am.

I laid there for what felt like hours, tossing and turning. I finally got up and headed toward the attic to retrieve my phone and headphones, sometimes listening to music helped me sleep.

'While I'm up there I might as well get the rest of my stuff too.' I thought to myself as I was climbing the stairs.

Just as I reached the top, as I was passing by Dad's room the door opened and he stepped out.

I just looked down at the floor and kept walking, pretending I hadn't even seen him, even though we had made eye contact.

I turned down the hallway and headed to the end and opened up the closet door. I heard his footsteps and I knew that he was following me.

I continued to ignore his presence.

Climbing up the shelf, I tried to open the trap door so I could get my shit and go back downstairs and sleep, but it was locked. There was a padlock on the latch that I hadn't noticed at first.

I knew Dad had to have been the one to lock it.

I got down and turned around, he was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed just watching me.

"Unlock the door." I said simply.

"No."

"Unlock. The door."

"No."

"Dad, I have stuff I need to get out of there."

"I already got it."

"Where is it, then?"

"My room."

I started to go to his room to get my stuff, but he blocked my way. So I tried to go between his legs, that didn't work either.

"Get the fuck out of my way."

"Ask nicely, now," he smirked.

"PLEASE, get the fuck out of my way." I growled, not looking at him.

He complied, but he was still following me.

I walked into his bedroom, and spotted my phone and laptop right away. It was on the nightstand on the left side of the bed, the side he doesn't sleep on. If I had been paying attention, I would have seen it when I left his room earlier.

I grabbed all of my stuff and turned to leave, but again, he was blocking my way.

I stood there and stared at him for a moment before asking if he could move. Again.

"We need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Bullshit."

"Whatever," I muttered rolling my eyes and looking away from him.

"Whatever? Keira what the fuck has gotten into you?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing."

"Oh really?"

"Yep. Now can I go?" I asked getting irritated.

"Not until you tell me what the hell is wrong with you," he said quietly.

"Nothing."

"Nothing, huh?" He scoffed.

"Nope."

"So it's completely normal for a teenage girl to cut herself off from everyone for a couple days and do everything she can to ignore her Dad? Yeah. It's toootallynormal for a 17 year old girl to have sex with her father's best friend. It's totallynormal for-"

"Wait, WHAT?! I snapped.

"Oh c'mon Keira." He sighed. "I hear someone laughing up there so I go to see who it is, but the door was locked. So i pound on it, which woke Val up, Brianopens the door, in only his boxers, and I look around him and there you are entirely naked trying to cover yourself with a sheet. Both of you were drunk off your asses. So I picked you up and carried you to my room, while you were kicking and screaming, I laid you down on the bed, told you not to move, and I went back to get your stuff. By that time Brian was already gone. I told Val you were sleeping with us, and she got pissed and left to go sleep somewhere else."

"Which explains why she was in my bed." I muttered.

"When I came back in my room you were asleep. Then I wake up just a few minutes ago, and you're gone."

"Dad I- We didn't- We couldn't have.."

"You did."

"But-"

"Why else would you be naked?"

"I don't know.. I can't remember.. But I don't think we would have, there has to be some reason as to why we were naked.."

"Why was he up there? Better yet, why were you up there?"

"That's where I've been hiding out at.."

"Oh."

"Yeah.."

"And Brian was up there because?"

"He found me there, somehow, and I was watching Big Fish, and he was like 'Can I watch it with you?' and so I let him, but I said he had to get me some food and some alcohol. And he agreed, so we were watching movies, and I don't remember anything after falling asleep at the middle of the movie." I said quickly.

"Oh.."

"Yeah."

It was silent for a while before he finally spoke up.

"I need to talk to Brian and find out if you two did sleep together," he sighed.

"What are you going to do if we did?"

"I'm not sure, other than have you checked.."

"Checked?"

"To see if you're pregnant."

"Oh."

"Because I didn't see any condoms up there when I was cleaning the place up."

"I'm not saying this because I think we slept together, I'm just saying it because I guess it's a possibility, but what if he was still wearing it...?" I asked quietly.

"Well, we wont know that until we talk to him, will we?"

I shook my head no.

"I'm sorry, Keira."

It took me a few moments to realize what he had said.

"For what?" I asked quietly.

"Everything."

I just nodded and tried to will myself not to cry.

He came over and wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"Come on, let's go talk to Brian."

Notes

Every time I get some comments, I will post a chapter. :)