A Gangleader's Weakness

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Adaliz's POV

I frowned and gripped Slash's arm in fright.

My father was here, he was here.

Slash frowned at me before looking up at my father, who's eyes were on me.

"Adaliz," he says quietly.

I look at him in disgust, "Father."

"What's going on here?" Slash asks, unaware of the tension in the room.

"That's my daughter, I want her back." My father says simply while pointing to me.

I hide behind Slash, "No! I will not go back with you, you bloody rapist!" I yell and clutch the back of Slash's shirt.

Anger coursing through Slash's body, "Leave." He orders my father.

Tears leak out of my eyes, making me quickly wipe them away.

I sigh in relief when I see my father turn and walk the other way.

Slash looks and at me and frowns, "Adaliz, what's wrong? What even was that?"

He comes to hold me, I flinch back.

Hurt fills Slash's eyes, but I could care less.

"You stupid slut," my father spits at me while grasping my dead mother's arm.

"I didn't do anything!" I cried out and reached for my father desperately.

He hisses and pushes me back with such force.

"Leave!"

"Adaliz," Slash's comforting soft voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

I throw my arms around him.

He whispers sweet nothings in my ear. "Shhh, trust me Adaliz. You're safe,"

My breath hitches in my throat.

It all hits me like a ton of bricks.

I've known this guy for two months, and he's already taking me to Hawaii.

How fucking stupid can I get?

That thought, however, was long gone when the front door slammed opened.

Slash quickly pushes me behind him as he stands in a protective stance in front me me.

My father walks in, "You have my daughter,"

He walks closer to us.

"And I want her back."
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*Clears throat* um. Yea, that happened.....

Picture up top (or side) is the house Slash and Adaliz are staying at. (Slash owns the house since he's a gangleader)

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