Let her tell dad everything
From Torg Adventure
You decide to just lie on your bunk and pretend to know nothing.
You can't help overhearing though, and finally, after a surprisingly long time, your mom says something that no husband can ignore.
"...and there was so much cum! I can't believe you had all that inside you! You haven't cum in me that much since our high school days."
You hold your breath, but out of the corner of your eye you see your father's head snap round and look at your mom directly.
"Cum? Linda, what are you talking about? I didn't cum inside you," your father says.
"But...I woke up with cum all over me. If it wasn't you..."
Almost as one, your feel both your parents look over to where you're lying on your bunk. You close your eyes and wish you were somewhere else.
They never mention the incident with you. They both pretended like it didn't happen.
Your father eventually managed to repair the broken environmental control system, and the temperature in the fallout shelter returned to something more normal.
Your mother spent most of the day with your two sisters, taking an inventory of all the supplies in the store room. That left you in the shelter's main room, alone except for your father. He didn't say a word to you, just looking up occasionally to watch you expressionlessly.
Everybody else seemed busy, but your parents didn't give you anything to do.
Finally, after your mom and sisters had returned to the main room to prepare dinner, your father beckoned you over to him.
"John, I need your help. Could you help me carry this into the store room?"
He motioned towards the equipment on the table.
You were just happy to make yourself useful, and quickly picked up a heavy metal box. He picked up something as well, and you staggered over to the store room door, which he held open for you. Before carrying the equipment inside, you gave a last glance to mom and your sisters. They were busy laying out the table, and didn't even look up.
My family, you thought. My family. Maybe I was wrong...
You carry the heavy equipment into the dark store room, and hear your father close the door behind you.
"So where do you want me to put thi..."
You never finished your sentence. The next thing you know, you're lying on the floor, looking up at your obese father. He's holding something, the piece of machinery he was working on earlier.
Something warm and sticky is running down your face, filling your eye socket now, gumming it up so you can't see properly.
"Dad..." you manage to whisper.
He raises his arm once again.
They hold the funeral outside the shelter. The radiation levels are safe, or so the equipment says.
The girls are all dressed in black, unlike your dad, who is just wearing his usual grimy string vest and shorts.
As he lowers your body into the shallow grave they had dug for you, Milly and mom cry. Tracy just closes her eyes and looks the other way, wishing she had been able to say goodbye.
Dad says something about how they should all be careful when they're in the store room. Falling crates can be dangerous, he says. Let's learn from this mistake.
You never got a chance to learn anything from your mistake.
The years pass by, and your dad manages to keep his (smaller) family alive. The world is a harsh, dangerous place now. Raiders and slavetraders are a constant threat, and so they spend most their time down in the shelter.
Mom dies five years after you do, cause unknown. Your dad comes to rely on your sisters more than ever...
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