Abby's P.O.V
"Haha.."
"I'm going to go put some clothes on!" I said, closing the door and running into my room.
"Who was it?" Jack asked.
"My dad.."
"WHAT!"
"I know he just showed up at my door, and the worst part is I was naked," I said.
"Do you want me to tell him to leave?" he asked.
"No, no, I'll handle this," I said. I got up and put my shoes on, walking back to the door. I opened it.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Not till you tell me why the hell you're here."
"I heard that your mom passed away," he said.
"That still doesn't explain why you're here," I sassed.
"I came here to check on you," he said.
"No you didn't," I said.
"Yes I did," he said.
"You're always lying!"
"Listen I just wanted to see how you were holding up," he said.
"Thank you, but I'm fine."
"Is it okay if I come in? I am very tired."
"I don't know if you should," I said.
"Please," he begged.
"Fine," I said. He walked in.
"Is everything alright?" Jack asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Hello," my dad said.
"Hi."
"Get some sleep, we will talk about this in the morning," I asserted. I walked back in my room, along with Jack.
"Are you okay with this?" Jack asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Okay," he said. Jack kissed me on the head before he went to sleep, I thought for awhile. Why is he here? How did he find me? I went to sleep, thinking about him.
The Next Morning:
"Good morning," Jack said. I smiled.
"Good morning," I said back.
"I better go check on him," I said. He nodded. I walked to the living room. I saw him sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Hello," I said.
"Good morning," he said. I rolled my eyes.
"Are you hungry?" I asked.
"I'm fine. I had something on the way here," he said.
"How did you get here?" I asked.
"I saw Michael who told me you were here," he said.
"I don't understand why you needed to see me so bad."
"I just wanted to check on you," he explained.
"All those years you abused me and now that mom is dead, you care about me!" I yelled.
"What's going on?" Jack asked, running in here.
"I don't know what kind of shit your trying to pull, but trust me I will not fall for it," I sassed.
"I am not trying to pull anything," he replied.
"Yeah right," I mocked.
"Why can't you believe me?" he asked.
"Because I don't know what to believe anymore," he said.
"I just wanted to come here to comfort you," he explained.
"You will never be able to comfort me after the hell you put me through!"
"I know, I know, and I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Just shut up!" I yelled, banging my fists on the table making him jump. I didn't know what to do, but cry. That's all I ever did when I was around him. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it.
"Please don't cry," he said.
"Why do you care, all you ever did was make me cry."
He looked at me sadly.
"You don't care about me. All you want to do is see me break down and look weak," I spit.
"Come on," Jack said. I walked back in my room.
"I'm so sorry. I'll kick him out," he said.
"No. I want to see the reason why this son-of-a-bitch is really here," I said. I walked out.
"I'm not fucking joking anymore, why the hell are you here!"
"I'm being serious Abby. I just wanted to see how you were doing-"
"Bullshit!"
"I'm telling the truth!" he snapped.
"I don't believe you," I said.
"I understand that..."
"It's no way possible that you came here to "comfort me"."
"You can choose to believe what you want, but I am telling the truth," he said.
"Yeah, we'll see about that," I said walking away.
A/N:
Do you think the dad is telling the truth?
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