Next morning
I woke up immediatly when I heard Grace moaning out loud. What was she moaning about? I had to know. I opened my door a bit and what did I see? A MAN ZIPPING UP HIS PANTS AND GETTING OUT FROM DADDY AND GRACE'S BEDROOM!!!! What was I supposed to do now?! She-She can't do that to daddy! She can't do that to MY daddy!! I really need explanations.
I got out of my bedroom at the same time Grace did. I stood in front of her as I frowned. She was only wearing a nightgrown.
"How could you?!?!?!?!" I asked, placing my hands on my waist.
She looked at me and I could see she lost words. "I-I'm so sorry Hailie, I just, I feel so alone..."
Tears started to roll down my cheeks. "Why did you have to break daddy's heart?! He already got it break so many times! He doesn't need a bitch like you!!!"
She slapped me. Can you even believe it? She fucking slapped me.
I ran back in my room and slammed it.
She knocked on the door, begging me to forgive her. "Hailie, please..."
I didn't know what to do.. Shall I call daddy and tell him? Shall I let daddy know it by himself? Shall I tell him the girl he's about to marry slapped me?
I decided to call daddy but not to tell him about what happened, just because I needed to talk to him.
He answered the phone. "Hello?"
I smiled to myself. "Daddy."
"Hailie? Is something wrong?"
I wiped my tears away. "No."
"Don't lie to me."
"I just miss you."
He sighed. "Only one more week, hun."
I nodded. "I love you daddy."
I could hear him smile. "I love you too Hai-Hai."
I hung up the phone after a few minutes of talking with daddy.
Six days later...
DADDY COMES BACK TOMORROW!!!! I can't wait!! The week with Grace has been horrible cause we don't talk to each other. She didn't invite this guy again since I caught her but I still can't forgive her. She said I could trust her and I did... I could never trust her again. I thought she really was a good person. I thought she really loved daddy. But all this shit was just a huge lie. I wonder how daddy's gonna react when he'll know about that. I really hope he's gonna throw her out.
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My dad Marshall, My famous dad Eminem
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