It was when I got home the real events started.

When I walk through the door everyday I immediately go to the kitchen. Our kitchen is located in the house where you have to go through the living room and let me tell you there was a horrible sight when I walked through it.
On the couch was my dad and some blonde skank practically fucking!
"Oh my god, Dad, what the fuck is going on," I questioned angrily.
You see, my mom had breast cancer from the time that I was twelve. She had died when I was fifteen, my freshman year of high school, two days after my birthday, January 20. It'd been one year and my dad had already someone else? That hurt some. I know I shouldn't be too hard on him, he really is a good dad, but when he's making out with a slut on the living room couch it's hard to remember that.
"Oh, Avery, how was your day at school," he said as if he wasn't just shoving his throat down that blonde's throat.
"Stop avoiding the question! Who the hell is this?"
He stood up slowly taking mystery woman's hand.
"This is Tasha. I've been dating her for around two weeks now, and I was going to introduce her to you today," he replied nervously.
"Hell of a way to introduce your new girlfriend," I huffed.
"Avery, I know you're angry but stop swearing," he ordered.
"Why, is it scaring off your skank?"
"Go to your room," he calmly sat back down again as I stomped up the stairs like a three year old.
My room was fairly nice, if it didn't have unpacked boxes and messy clothes everywhere. We had moved here in September, but dear old Dad put me in school in the middle of October. I was still unpacking but had most of my clothes and photos out. My room also had a very nice window with a convenient tree right outside it, making it perfect for me to climb out.
Just as I was thinking about this my stomach growled. Perfect chance to test out my window.
As I crawled into the tree I looked at the window that was across from mine and saw a flash of black and blonde hair in the window. Then I realized that Frank was my next door neighbor. Just as I thought that I lost my footing and fell out of the tree.
"Fuuuuuuck," I groaned.
I was peacefully laying there thinking about my stupidity when I felt a foot prod my side.
"Go awaaaaay," I groaned again, trying to squirm away from the foot.
"Oh Sweetheart, you have to do more than that to get me to leave you alone," Frank taunted with a smirk.
I rolled over from Frank, not realizing my skirt had rode up as I maneuvered away from his feet.
"Sugar, I've got a nice view of your ass right now but i don't think you want the whole neighborhood to see," he said.
Scrambling up and giving him a swift smack to the side of the face I turned away, trying to get to my car as fast as I could.
So much for a nice trip to McDonalds.

Notes

Hey guys i hope you like the chapter. I don't know how much I'll be able to update this week 'cause I have a ton of makeup work from when I was sick. I might get another one out today, but I'm not sure. Comment and subscribe!

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Cat