𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔊𝔦𝔯𝔩

5.

You sighed as you reached your father's hotel room. You couldn't help but find yourself staring at the hotel door number. Memories from last night filled your mind and you even started second guessing yourself. Your teeth sunk into your lip as your bit it out of nervousness but you decided to over come your anxiety and use the key card to open the door.

You stepped into the hotel room closing the door behind you. As you walked in further you saw your father sitting on the couch, he was putting on his shoes at the moment. He lifted his head up for you both to make eye contact. "Hey.." He managed to get out before you responded "Hey.."

"Where were you?.." He asked as he stood up basically over coming your height. "Oh I just went to stay with Becky Lynch since you needed some time to yourself from last night" You lied, Aj nodded his head knowing about yours and Becky's friendship. "Hey about last night, I wanna apologize for what I said comparing you to your mom. It was completely wrong of me and I shouldn't have said it. From a Father to Daughter." You nodded taking this information.

"It's fine.." You simply said with the nod of your head beforel you walked past him and went into the bedroom of the hotel you both were staying in. You didn't notice How Aj sighed with such regret from the words he said to you last night. Even though He apologized , it hurt you deeply. You quickly shut the door and closed your eyes out of stress.

You right hand trailed and locked the door before you found yourself sliding down it. And Suddenly you feel tears in your eyes. The slight realization hit you. You were never good enough for you father. He didn't love you. He doesn't even..like you. Your heart ached at the thoughts in your mind. Your mind started to echo with Rheas words.

"Mad or not no father should ever make their daughter cry like that!"

"Mad or not , no father should ever make their daughter cry like that!"

"Mad or not..no father should ever make...their daughter...cry like that..." You whispered to yourself before you sighed and wiped your tears. You got up, set your bags down and made your way to the bathroom in your hotel room.

You turned on the shower to a hot temper before taking your clothing off one by one. You stepped in and sighed as the hot water hit your sore muscles. You felt a huge weight off your back. The water soaked your hair and the hot steam filled the room.

Thoughts filled your mind as you closed your eyes and let them sink in. The hot water prickling your skin as your body drowned in the water. The soapy substance cleaning the dirt off your body as you used your loofah to scrub yourself. And you couldn't help but think...

What am I going to do.

Who am I going to trust.

Whose side should I be on.