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He came and stood next to me. He put his hands on the banister. God, I so loved this man. But right now, I so hated him.
"Come on," he said. "I'll take you home. We'll talk about it. We'll work this out."
"Work it out? This?" I said. "At least I never lied to you about anything. At least I never pretended to be anything other than what I've been. But you, coming here? To a place like this? I thought you were my fucking father."
"Knock it off, kid," he said. "It's time you grew up. It's not like I don't know..."
His voice trailed off.
"Know what? About the big dildo under my bed? That I masturbate every night after dreaming about you?" I nearly screamed. "Come on, Daddy, tell me what it is you know. Have you been searching my room when I'm not there?"
Daddy cleared his throat.
"Calm down," he said.
"What do you know Daddy? No wonder I dream about you standing in my doorway at night," I said in a fit of fury. "Maybe it's not even a dream. Maybe you're a kind of perverted stalker. Do you jerk off to me too, Daddy?"
"I don't even know what you're talking about. I'd never do something like that," he said. "Look, I've always just tried to be the best father I could be to you. But that doesn't mean I don't have my own needs, my own private life."
He tried to put his hand on my arm. I pulled myself away from him.
"It doesn't matter," I said. "Just leave me alone."
"Let me take you home," He said, again.
"Don't you get it," I said. "That's not my home anymore. And you're not my daddy, anymore. Not after this. You're just...just...just some man I never really knew. A stranger."
"That's not true," he said. "And you know it's not true. You're upset. That's all."
Again, he tried to reach out to touch me. For a moment I let him. I let him rest his hand on my arm.
It was that reassuring touch he'd given me a thousand times before on occasions of duress.
God, how he'd helped me.
When mom had died, I'd been a disaster. He'd been my anchor. If he hadn't been there I'd have totally disintegrated.
And yet now, I couldn't deal with him. I pulled my arm away from his hand.
"I'm not going back home!" I said, vehemently. "I want you to stay away from me. Go. Go back to your party. Find your special girlfriend for the night or whatever the fuck it is you do here. But stay away from me. Asshole!"
I nearly shoved him away. Then I headed back toward the door leading inside. Cherry was standing outside by the door. She'd been waiting for me.
"Tulip!" She said, her voice melting.
Our eyes met. Oh, God. She'd fucked daddy. In a way, he'd kind of broken her heart. What did that make her to me?
It was like I could feel a shared bond with her, and yet at the same time, I suddenly hated her.
I blinked back tears and turned away. I pushed my way through the door. The warm humid air of the ballroom met me.
The smell of cum and sweat and sex blasted my nostrils. And the deep, strange sensual music hit my ears.
As I entered I realized I just needed to get out of this place. I stormed my way through the ballroom ignoring everything.
I got to the entryway, only to see that the door was blocked by yet another orgy. The doormen stood on either side of the orgy, frigid and unmoving.
Fuck! What kind of place was this?
