"FINDING MY FATHER". He said with sadness and rage. I claim to know Damien but I've never seen this side of him before.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked

"My biological father. The man you killed was the only one who knew where he was. You fucking whore you killed my last hope. And I know you took something from him. I want it". Whatever this side of Damien was I don't care he's crossing the line.

"What did you just call me?". I asked maybe my ears were playing a trick on me.

"I called you a whore because that's what you are".

"Take that back". I said sternly. Seylah Thompson was a lot of things but a slut wasn't one of those things.

"Why would I?. Its obvious that's what you are why else would a high school student be working at a strip club".

"That's none of your business satan". I responded.

Just as he was about to say another word the door opened and there was a man who looked like he would be around his thirties standing there.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company son". The man said. From the looks of it, it's definitely Mr McKay, Damien's step father or is it adopted father I couldn't care less.

"Its okay dad. Seylah was just leaving". Damien said. I noticed Mr mckay had his eyes fixed on something so I followed his gaze and realised he was looking at the pack of condoms Damien had thrown on the floor.

This should be fun.

"If your girlfriend was coming over you should have told me I would have gotten something nice prepared for her". Mr mckay said.

"Girlfriend?. He wishes. He couldn't have me even if he was the last man on the planet". I responded not realising how loud that actually was.

Mr Mckay laughed at my comment and Damien was obviously enraged. " She's a keeper son". Mr mckay said.

"I have an idea". The look on his was rather amusing. " why don't you have dinner with us".

At that moment I don't know what got into me. "Only if you let Damien come with me and my friends to my dad's beach house this weekend".

"You're quite the negotiator". He laughed. "How about this, I'll let him join you but my fiancee has to join in on dinner".

"But dad...". Damien said in protest.

"No ifs ands or buts. I'm talking to Seylah not you". Mr Mckay quickly shut him down.

"Could we have dinner when we get back from the beach house?". I asked.

"Okay then it's a deal. I'll have Damien text you the details".

" Okay then I'll take my leave. I don't want my dad looking for me". I grabbed my purse and started heading out. "Bye Damie see you tomorrow and don't worry ill get vicky to come along". I said then walked out.

....

I was finally home in my pjs and rewatching glee for the third time. The more I watch this show the dumber Finn is. Rachel on the other hand was just annoying.

I looked over at the clock and it was shockingly 2a.m. I swear I've only been watching this for an hour. How many hours exactly is 6p.m to 2a.m?.

I decided to take a break and a grab drink . I should probably go to bed. It's a school night after all.

As I took out a cold drink from my fridge I heard someone scrambling around. It was extra scary because my dad was away for the week.

I decided to do what every horror movie character would. I picked up a banana and went to further investigate.

I got close to the light switch and flicked it. As the room became illuminated I saw the intruder and it was none other than Aviva sneaking in at 2 in the morning.

"Where on earth have you been young lady?". I said with a sturn voice.

"Starting a dairy farm". She replied sarcastically.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes Aviva".

"Fine". She rolled her eyes. "I went out with some friends ".

"I'm sure those friends have names".

"Nosy much". She said folding her arms giving the perfect rebellious teen pose.

"You know what. Fuck this. I don't care if you run off with a circus clown or whatever. Just try and not add to dad's problems".

"Dont worry I'm not you". Damn girl that was harsh but I'm used to being the problem nothing new about that.

Aviva stormed off soon after. I for one decided to go to bed. Eyebags are so not chic.

....

"Get your swimsuits ready girls we're going to the beach this weekend". I announced as I sat down on our usual lunch table.

Ashley, Brooke and Candice all beamed with joy. And as for Vicky she looked rather displeased.

"Umm...hello... I said we're spending the weekend at the beach. Are you deaf or something ". I said fairly loudly. No offense to deaf people by the way.

"I heard you. Its just....who exactly is invited?". She asked nervously. Honestly I'm getting sick and tired of how much of a clichè love interest she is. Like we get it you're suppose to be innocent and shy.

"Us , Scott, Alex and Ace". I responded.

"Aren't those guys seniors". Gosh I honestly feel like stabbing this bitch.

"Yeah they are. But they're also friends of ours". Candice answered.

"Plus. It'd be super boring if it's just us girls". Ashley added.

"I'm just sure my mum wouldn't let me go if she knows that boys are gonna be there". Vicky let words out of her mouth. I'm internally rolling my eyes right now.

"Then mother dearest doesn't need to know that last part". Brooke replied.

"Then it's settled. We're going to the beach this weekend. Bring your best bikinis ladies".

....