Twelve Year Old Girl

EJ

"How lovely to see my son is alive," Pa folded his arms over his chest as I entered the kitchen feeling like a billion bucks and like hell at the same time.

I rubbed my eyes then gave him a grin, "Pa, I've been away for a day."

He ran his fingers through his ridiculously long platinum hair then scrunched his nose. His blue eyes pierced through my entire soul. As usual I figured he was dressed in something of Demyan's. Black leather pants that flared out by his knees. Giant leather platform boots with chains on the side. A turtle neck sweater and a large fur black coat. He had on some blush today because snow made us both look near to a corpse and we needed some colour.