Lust or Lovers? [Me & Frybot]

[ViolentlyBeautiful76]

Bridget played with the piercing under her lip with her tongue. She watched as her mother and father made countless goodbyes to each other, teary eyed and all. Bullshit, the redhead thought in indignance. They fight each other too much, I wonder why they're doing this! They had a divorce, for sweet fucking sake.

It was impossible for her to comprehend, and it disgusted her too. The teen decided she had had enough, and she snuck away to the backyard, and climbed up the tree to her old childhood treehouse. She'd have a smoke there, and she was safe to do so. No one would know she was there -- no one even knew she used it anymore.

 

[Frybot]

The man had made mistakes. That fact was clear. Fact of the matter was, he was a rather young man, and sometimes he did things without thinking about them. He was at the tender age of 38, and fact of the matter was, that Bridget herself was one of those things without thinking. It was a matter of young love, and after a few drinks, an accident happened. The marriage was never bound to work, and after long last, it was finally over. Though, he would miss the woman's tenderness, and her being. He would miss her, that's what the tears were for.

David had gotten possession of the kid. He sighed as he called her name, looking for her so he could put things into perspective. She was his daughter for Christ's sake. As he moved throughout the house, he looked into the backyard and saw a plume of smoke coming from out of the Treehouse. Cursing under his breath, he quickly moved towards it and climbed up, catching her in the act. "What do you think you are doing?" He asked her, his voice sounding angry.

 

[ViolentlyBeautiful76]

Bridget turned her head and her jaw slacked. Oops... Biting her lip in annoyance the redhead dropped the cigarette to the wooden floor of the treehouse, crushing it with her shoe before the whole place went into flames.

"So what? Just a smoke, it's not as if you're NOT a smoker..." the teenager snapped back. Her head throbbed with the smell of smoke and anger. "Just who are you to come barging into my business?"

Looking up, Bridget looked at her father directly in the eyes -- her expression a look of challenge.

 

[Frybot]

The man took a deep sigh. That last comment was true, he did smoke from time to time. As he glanced into her eyes, his anger built and built, until finally, he accepted her challenge. "So. . " He said calmly to her. "Do you want to be more adult now? Is that it?" He asked her with fire in his eyes. He crawled over to her and just took a seat right next to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "Let's talk for a bit. ." He said with a devilish smile strewn across his face.

There was no neighbors. The house was secluded in the countryside. As it was, David's father was a rich business man who loved nothing more than for his kids to be happy. So, David got a nice country house, with lots of backyard and even a pool.

 

[ViolentlyBeautiful76]

Bridget felt her body go tense and rigid once her father placed his arm around her. Something didn't feel right, but she quickly brushed it off, blaming it on the fact they hadn't even had a hug in the past few months. Divorces were always going to be horrible for the couple, but they took an even greater toll on the children. The redhead also chose to ignore the smile, attempting to calm herself of the chills she felt go up and down her spine.

"Dad, I'm not a child or a teen anymore," she snapped, as the volume in her voice rose. "I'm turning eighteen in a few months!"

The girl finally pushed off her father's hold, and really wished the tree wasn't so high up. She wanted to run down and into the house, possibly lock herself in her room, but something told her to stay.

"What do you want from me, anyway?"