Falsely Accused
Fifty-Two.
Naomi.
‘’Daddy what do you want?’’ I ask him when he keeps staring at me. He is dressed in all white. Dad looks really good and I like it.
I make to move closer to him. I want to touch his cheeks and feel how smooth they are. I want to hold him close to me and know how it feels.
He doesn’t let me though.
‘’I want you to stop everything that you are doing. Stop your bad deeds Naomi, get away from hurting people.’’
‘’Who the f*****g hell are you to tell me what to do?’’ I ask him with a straight face.
‘’I am your dad just in case you forgot.’’ I laugh without humour. He is really getting into my nerves and if he isn’t careful I will just kill him.
‘’Why would you say that I am your daughter? Aren’t you dead and rotting in hell?’’ I ask him and he sha
