chapter 171

BGSB

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"Father!!!!" I nagged hadn't touched my food when I glanced at Cash he looked away at once. I sigh at the sight of my father. He looked at my boring eyes with fake tears I formed.

"There is nothing I can do, fuck that shay and eat up before I ask him to feed you all these dishes on the table" he screamed, I grab my fork gripping it tightly if it wasn't a good quality Chinese cutlery it could have broken.

"I can't even party, my friends can't even visit me, just a scary tall figure of a thing breathing down my neck," Shay said annoyingly.

"Cash do you breathe down her neck" my dad yelled the question at him but laughed at the same time, I knew he wasn't taking me seriously.

"I'm done" I dropped my cutlery shifting my chair from the table my father's eye travelled down with me as he dug in his food.

"You haven't touched anything, love," he said chewing his food, I looked at everything on the table as I grabbed a grape.

"I'm going to my room there are a lot of things I should spend my time on maybe shoot your security brains out" I wasn't even done yet when he led the way. That's what I have to deal with I cried out silently My father continued eating as he grabbed the papers and read the headline.

"Fuck" he folded the newspaper and flipped it over reading the lines I look over my shoulder he's head bent on the papers I just left.

"Stop following me for Chris's sake" I cried out as I ate my fruits, he ignored me and still followed.

"I'm sorry ma'am I'm just doing my job" he muttered to me.

"So you think I'm going to escape this building right" I paused on my track as I spoke.

"Your father fears something like that, this is temporary until everything dies down there is a killer out there after your father" I listened to him attentively but that wasn't reasonable enough for me, my dad always has killers after him this isn't the first time the fact mom got into the heat and we all pretend as nothing happened with that old grey hair therapist he brought for us make me want to open my mouth and throw up.

"How long," I asked, is more than eight months since Mom died and I think is going to take more time, I abruptly dropped out of my third year in civil engineering and Dad thought is funny, I want to go back on my campus, hang out with my friend or if possible stay in the hostel none of this doesn't occur to him right.

"No idea, my advice have little or more patience all he's trying to do is protect you and your brother" I turned over to him and stared sternly.

"Why don't you guide my brother he walks freely, so as he pleases and I'm older than him" As I walked into my room, I knew he wouldn't respond to that anyway.