Invite your father into your room
From Create Your Own Story
Knowing that he’ll probably just barge in anyway, you let him in. You feel his gaze on your back as you put on your boyfriend's oversized jumper and loose denim pants, covering up as much of your body as you can. “What do you want dad?” you ask, keeping your voice neutral.
Without asking permission he sits on your bed. “I’m sorry I've been acting weird lately honey, it’s just you remind me so much of your mother.” You sit down next to him. “That's alright dad, just, try not to be too weird again, ok?”
“Sure thing baby,” he says. “It’s just, you are getting kind of older and I thought, maybe it’s time.”
“Time for what dad?” you ask, uncertain of were this is headed.
Your dad pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels from within his jacket. “Time I taught you how to drink properly,” he says. “Before long it’ll be legal for you to drink and I don’t want you taken advantage of because you don’t know what you're doing.”
“Oh,” you say, relaxing a little. You’ve already drunk before with your friends so your not scared of a little alcohol and he seems to be genuine. “Ok dad, I’ll have a sip.” Your father chuckles “that’s my girl.” unscrewing the bottle, he takes a deep drought, before passing it to you. You take a sip, pretending to be unsure of yourself.
“That’s a girl.” he says, taking the bottle from you.
after a few more drinks, he starts talking. “You know how you remind me of your mother? Your hair.” he runs a hand through it and you smile at the complement, but notice a slight slur in his speech “Those two beautiful eyes. Your jawline.” he runs a finger across it. “These alluring lips.” He presses a finger to them, making you feel uncomfortable.
His hand trails down to your throat, encircling it. "This beautiful neck." He squeezes, making you gasp. He plants a kiss on your cheek, the smell of the drink hitting your nostrils like a train. “Take off the jumper so I can compare you some more.” He demands.
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