FATHER ALWAYS SMILING

Chapter 51 ~~~~~

"You think I don't know the shit you've done Dad? Or what you let others do to Mom!? I found your journal, you say I'm a disappointment, you'd just have to look in the mirror to know where I get it from."

"Shut your mouth!" her father bellowed.

She laughed rather coldly and eyed her own father like he was scum of the earth. "Make me." She told him. "You can't do shit to me here—" then her attetninon shifted mid sentence, looking behind Kira to something in the doorway, her dark eyes filled with shock.

To Kira's confusion, Alastor was here. Why was he in the hospital?

Wait no, Elian Ortiz was here, he must have been visiting her.

"Apologies detective, I heard all this commotion and I wasn't sure what was—"

"You little bitch!" Emma's father stormed over the short distance and slapped Emma across the face, striking her hard.

Emma caught herself, using her arm to stop herself from falling on the bed and looked at her father with a mix of fear and anger in her eyes as her father seemed to go on a tirade of anger, blaming his daughter for whatever happened to her.

"It's your own damn fucking fault you ended up like this! You can't do anything right, you're so fucking useless, just like your mother..." he sneered.

Then Kira noticed something, Alastor's back straightened, and before anyone could do anything, Alastor had entered the room and silently grabbed the still screaming man and slammed him into the bed, gripping the other man's arm in a tight grip refusing to let go. The man bellowed at Alastor to let him go.

His grey eyes then looked to the mother who still trying to shield the youngest, visibly shaking as if shivering from standing out in the cold, before turning his attention to Emma. And with a faint smile, he asked. "What do you want me to do?"

Emma was shaken, but her gaze went from her father to Alastor several times before speaking. "I... I want him gone."

Alastor then promptly dragged the man out of the room without so much as a word, Kira motioned Freddie to follow as she would stay with the family as she called for a nurse.

Freddie followed the men, astounded at how quickly Alastor managed to drag the still struggling man as if it were nothing at all before tossing him onto the ground.

"How dare you!" he screeched. "Do you know who I am?!"

"Shut your mouth you degenerate pig," Alastor spoke evenly, but his voice held an edge to it, one that could be almost as sharp as a knife pointed at Mr. Terach's throat poised to cut. "What you've done is something far more intolerable, such kinds of discipline to your child isn't something that will help them learn, if anything it's the opposite. It would make them flee, never to be seen again."

"What do you know!" the man snapped. "Keep your nose out of other family matters that you know nothing about!"

Freddie remained on stand-by if he needed to intervene, but then, Alastor asked a strange question to the older man.

Alastor eyed him with a slight tilt of his head he asked. "Mr. Terach how old are you?"

"What?"

"I asked how old are you," Alastor repeated. "given you seem to be far older than your wife you're what, sixty or more? Your wife looked to be my age give or take."