Bullied (UNDERGOING EDITING)

Chapter Twenty-Three

               This was not real. I refused to believe it. How is this even possible?

What is he doing here?

"Your who? Dad?" Justin slurred, staring at me confusingly, "where?"

     I swalllowed the lump that rose in my throat, as I stared in complete disbelief at the man standing a few feet away from me. He was wearing a dark, leather jacket and faded jeans. My disbelief, almost immediately turned into anger. What was he even doing here now? Showing up out of nowhere after so many freaking years. He had no right.

My blood was boiling. Without hesitation I brushed past Justin and bolted towards him. 

         He hadn't changed much. His face was still tanned, wrinkle-free with a visible set of dimples and ruffled, dark-brown hair. His once green eyes were now red and had dark ciricles from underneath. When he saw me, his face lit up in a huge smile. I didn't smile.

Why does he even think it's right to just, pretend that I was nothing to mean years ago, treat me like garbage and suddenly appear in my driveway, after years of neglect. 

Who did he think he was?

           "What re you doing here?" I stopped a few centimeters away from me, speaking in my firmest tone.

      His face fell down towards the ground, as his lips parted in a gasp. If he was going to come here and confess his undying love for the daughter he hardly took notice for  years and plead to be in my life I will literally just walk away from him. It didn't matter if I was partly composed of him, I wasn't going to allow it, he hurt my mom enough...and me too.

             "Oh my...wow", He whispered lowly in surprise, his voice filled with awe..."Lacey..you've, wow-, I just-"

      "Lacey is this your dad? Omgosh, come on, introduce us now!" Justin laughed, as he struggled to keep his balance.

    Wow this couldn't get any better. Now my boy-friend..uh...ex? To be honest, we never DTR, so I don't know what we ever were. Basically is half drunk, half sober and my long lost sperm donor is here, yay for me! 

    "Hi sir! Hello, I'm Justin, and let me tell yu something, see? Your daughter right there is the most freaking wonderful girl alive on this planet", He gushed, throwing his arms over my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. 

       "Hello, to you too, nice to meet you", He said, laughing in a deep voice. He shot me a confused glance but I brushed it off and wiggled out of Justin's hold. I had to get out of this situation.

      "Umm..Justin, why don't you go inside?" I gave him a smalll smile. Even though I was really annoyed and mad with him, he would always be more tolerable than my father. I don't even get why I call him father, considering he never played his role.

Justin obeyed surprisingly and made his way back to the house, well not that i expected him to be strip right there and now and ran down the streets screaming naked....okay...that might not be all true. 

       I turned my attention back towards my father, well, Mark to be more precise. A laugh that usually meant, are yu seriously kidding me right now, bounced off the streets of the neighbourhood. "You what? Came back here to plead to be in my life againa nd finally take up your responsibility as a father? Why did you even leave your perfect family? You know what, I don't even owe it to you to listen to you-" I was going on and on and I was about to explode

He cut me off, "-No, just please...hear me out Lacey. Don't you think I know that I wasn't taking up my responsibility as a father? I knew that, and every minute of every day I've regretted it, for years-"