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Chapter 9 ║He's Back
I sat frozen in my seat, as panic set in. I felt the bile that was trying to come out. My mouth was dry. I didn't know why he decided to come back today of all days. Why couldn't he have returned when there wasn't anyone else here?
I look towards Austin and see that his face is etched with confusion. I didn't know what to tell him. I knew he would start asking questions, but I didn't want him, or anyone for that matter, to find out, much less witness it.
Right when I finally gained some composure and was about to tell Austin to leave through the back door, he decided to walk in.
"Alyssa," he slurs. I cringed at the way my name came out of his mouth. He had a bottle in his hand and the stench of alcohol was very pungent.
I prayed that he didn't do something stupid or put on a show. I didn't want Austin to see how worthless I actually was. But of course, nothing goes the way I want it to.
I see him take a glance at Austin before he looks back at me in disgust.
"I didn't think you brought them back home with you. I thought you had some decency," he mumbles.
I stare at him in shock. I can't believe he still thinks I sleep around with guys. How did he even come up with that? For fuck's sake, I never had a boyfriend before, much less slept with a guy.
I decided to finally gain some courage and not let him take it too far, in front of someone who's basically a stranger.
"Why are you back?" I question him.
He feigns hurt, at least that's what it seems like in his drunken state.
"What? I can't even come back to my own home," he asks.
I grit my teeth in frustration. I knew talking to him would be impossible. "Why are you back," I try asking again, with a louder voice.
He smiles at me which causes me to flinch in disgust. "I just wanted to see my daughter. Is that too much to ask?" he questions.
I glare at him, disgust clearly evident in my eyes. "Don't you dare call me that. I am far from that," I spit out in anger.
This, however, was a mistake. He took a step forward to which I responded to by getting off the chair I was sitting on.
"How dare you raise your voice at me? A worthless slut like you doesn't deserve to live. I've been nothing but kind, letting you stay even after she left. I knew I should've thrown you out when I had the chance to," he shouts.
I stood there, replaying what he said in my head. Every second that passed by only fueled my anger. How could he bring her up of all people?
"You have no right to bring her up," I whispered, not wanting him to hear but I know he heard.
"Uhh.." I turn to my left and realized that Austin was still here. How could I be so stupid to forget? I got caught up dealing with the drunken man in front of me that I totally forgot Austin was still here.
I mentally facepalm myself. I was about to tell him to leave, but the man drenched in alcohol decided to voice his thoughts.
"You must be the new guy she's been fucking around with," he states as he points at Austin. What is he doing? He's making a fool out of not only me but himself as well.

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