Chapter 22: Tearing Us Apart

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As soon as we heard the voice we both pulled our lips apart and snapped our heads to the side to view who was interrupting our session of pure passion. Jordan was still pressed fully on top of me and I could feel his hard erection pressing into my leg. I tried to suppress a smile but I could feel a grin spreading on my face that was until my eyes reached who was standing in the centre of the room. My dad. His right arm clutching his obviously painful ribs. He didn't shout or scream but his eyes were filled with rage. He walked over to me, grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. Wincing as he did so.

He said not a word. Once we had left the locker room he marched forward shakily in front of me, I followed - too scared to do anything else. I hadn't known him for a long time but still he was my father and I wasn't about to disrespect him further.

''I can't drive. You better get in and take us straight home.'' It was a statement. I could feel the coldness in his eyes as he looked at me.

I pulled into the drive of the perfect house and watched as he moved as quickly as his battered body could. He motioned for me to come into the living room. I stood in the centre of the room, unsure of what to do or say. He sat down on the white fabric couch that none of the children were allowed to have food near, sighing as he did so. His eyes locking with mine. I had disappointed him, I knew it.

''You are not to see him again. If I ever see you two alone again, God help me. In a group you may socialise with each other but if he so much as touches you, I'll kill him. You are to cut all contact with him. Delete his number, everything. Is that clear?'' He looked at me and I knew I had no choice but to obey him. If I didn't I could see him cutting all contact with me.

''Yes, I'm sorry.'' I said weakly I tore my gaze away from him and dropped my eyes to floor. What will I do? There's no way in hell I can't not see him. I can't do that to my dad either, he's just a guy, you'll get through it.

''You are not to leave this house without my permission. You must tell me where your going and exactly what time you'll be back at. In some situations I'll take you and bring you back.'' He spoke up once more.

''Okay,'' A squeak was the only sound I could muster.

''I'm only doing this because I love you,'' He looked defiant like he'd somehow won a massive victory. ''You can go now,'' He said at last.

I ran up the stairs unsure of how I felt. I threw myself on my bed. That's when the tears came. I buried my face in my pillow. Please let this be a very bad dream.