SILENCE

THREE

Quote for the chapter: I hope you realize how much you are hurting me.

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Today is hands down the most embarrassing day of my life.

I guess my seventeenth birthday is going to be memorable after all.

I had to squat at the backseat of the uber throughout the ride with my head down.

I could feel the driver's eyes on me and I was too embarrassed that I could taste it in the air.

If only he knows that I'm actually preventing his black leather seats from turning blood red.

The car immediately skidded to a stop causing me to dump the fee on the seat and then run up to my house.

Thankfully, the door was opened which I immediately locked once I got into the house.

Either mom or dad forgot to lock up or there's a robber in the house.

I don't know what's worse than what I just experienced so I'm taking my chances.

I sighed before heading to my room.

Stripping on the way to the bathroom, I went straight for the bath which I immediately began to fill up.

Pouring my lavender bath into the tub, I finally stepped in.

The water feels so heavenly on my skin causing me to sink further.

If only I could wash away embarrassment, then this would be perfect.

Unfortunately, I can't.

I sighed before closing my eyes relaxing.

This is by far the best birthday gift today.

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Now I understand why sleeping in the bathtub can be dangerous.

Some of the water from the bath had gotten into my mouth when I had fallen asleep causing me to choke uncontrollably.

Thankfully, I survived but by then the damage was already done.

I shudder in disgust as the thought of tasting my blood crossed my thoughts.

Shaking my head to get rid of those thoughts, I immediately began to dress up.

I still don't understand why some tampons have to smell nice.

They'll be ruined in eight hours so what really was the need for a nice scent.

I grabbed my phone before going down the stairs.

Except I heard something coming from my parents room.

Grabbing the trashcan, I headed back upstairs slowly.

Walking closer to my parents bedroom, I could make out a male voice causing me to tighten my grip on the trashcan.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door only to be faced with a disgusting sight.

My father was jacking off to some p**n before placing his face on a piece of clothing he had in his hand.

On closer inspection, I realized it was my undergarment.

I had just worn it about two or three days ago.

What the heck was it doing in my father's hand?

Someone screamed from behind me causing me to shift my gaze to the tv where some kind of p**n was going on.

Except this p**n had to be the most disgusting thing I've ever seen.

The scream had come from a little girl who looked to be about eight or nine years and the man who was currently f*****g her looked like he could be a father or perhaps a grandfather.

I don't know but what I do want to know is why the heck my father is jacking off to something as nauseating as this.

"Dad, what the heck is going on?" I screamed causing him to scramble about.

After tucking himself in and turning off the TV, he finally turned to stare at me.

I crossed my arms with a frown on my face.

He better have a very good explanation for jacking off to some illegal p**n and my underwear.

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