I rear back, my feet becoming unglued. “My dad!” I whisper with my hands in my hair.
Maddie shoves her skirt down and wipes her cheeks. “I don’t know what the fuck your problem is but stay away from me!”
She leaves, but I barely notice, too wrapped up in my own unfolding horror. April has been fucking my dad!
My dad...
The girl I’m in love with is fucking my father! The man I’ve looked up to my whole life despite our strained relationship.
“Fuck!” I whisper, staring at nothing, so many feelings all at once. Hurt, anger, disbelief.
She said he bought her, but that can’t be true. My dad would never do something as sick and twisted as that!
“She’s fucking lying!” I say out loud as if to convince myself.
There’s not a chance I can leave this space. Not right now. Not in this state, so I sink back against the wall.
I’m crying. I don’t notice until I taste tears on my lips.