" goodie two shoes "

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My hair constantly blew into my face as I waited outside the ice cream parlor for my dad. The parlor wasn't that far from my house, so I walked, not telling Jim or my mom where I was going. I straightened my skirt while watching a black Range Rover pull into a parking space in front of the parlor. The man I had been longing to see since the young age of four stepped out, looking the same as he did 12 years ago. We stared at each other for a few minutes, and then he hugged me tightly. I didn't even notice, but I had started crying into his shoulder and clinging onto him like I did when I was younger. We pulled away and he wiped away the tears on my face.

"You've grown up beautifully Savannah." He smiled. "It feels so unreal seeing you so grown up now."

"You look the same too daddy, just a little older." I giggled. "Is that some gray hair coming in that I see?"

"Still got jokes huh?" He chuckled. "And that same million dollar smile you had when you were younger."

Feeling overwhelmed with joy, I hugged him again, never wanting to let go. We went inside the parlor and sat at a booth by the window. Like we used to, we ordered the same exact ice cream. I moved my spoon around the big bowl of ice cream while resting my head on my hand. Dad had finished his ice cream way before me, and was now scrolling away on his phone. Like he always had done on most of our outings when I was younger, he became distracted with other things quickly.

"Dad, I uh, I have something to tell you." I let go of the spoon and started to nervously fidget with my hands.

"What is it honey?" He locked his phone and stuck it back in his pocket.

"I don't think you know but, mom remarried when I was 8, to this man named Jim. For 4 months now, he's been doing things to me.. and that's why I've called you so much, I needed you to come back."

"What the hell you mean he's been doing stuff to you?! Is that bastard touching you!?" He frowned.

I nodded and covered my face, beginning to cry into them. Dad got up from his side of the booth and got into my side, pulling me into his warms. I sobbed into his chest, releasing every bit of emotion I had been holding in. Finally, I had gotten this burden off of my chest. I no longer had to worry about what Jim would do to me. There would be no more sexual abuse ever, dad was back, and was now going to protect me.

When I finished crying, dad paid for the ice cream and then we left to go back to the house. Jim's truck was in the driveway and I was anxious to see his reaction when dad and I walked in. We got out the car and I unlocked the door with my spare key. When I walked in, Jim and mom were in a heated argument. He was tightly gripping her arm and moms face was covered in tears. Their heads both turned towards us, a look of shock washing over moms face.

"Sean?" She croaked. "Wh-What are you doing here? When did you get here?"

"Savannah called me." He said angrily. "You got this dude in here touching on our daughter! If you knew he was doing that shit you're a sorry excuse for a mother!"

"What?" Her face began to flood with more tears. "I-I had no idea Jim was doing anything to Savannah! She never came to me and said anything! And how dare you come in this house and call me a sorry excuse for a mother, I raised her by myself when you left for another woman!" She shouted. "And you Jim, how could you violate the one thing in my life that meant the world to me. You've traumatized her for the rest of her life! You sick bastard!"

I gasped loudly, covering my mouth watching Jim slap mom, sending her down to the floor. Dad ran over and punched Jim, knocking him out cold. He bent down beside my mother and helped her back up to her feet. When she was back on her feet, she came over to me and hugged me, telling me how sorry she was. I never blamed my mother for Jim's wrong doings. But I knew, now that she knew about everything, she was going to blame herself, just like she had done when dad left.

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