You were Ghosts daughter. You had no mother as she had passed away when you were young, leaving Ghost to be a single dad. And because of his job being a lieutenant for Task Force 141, you didn't spend much time together.

One day when you were fifteen, Ghost met the new neighbor's kid, Max, who was three years older, and they bonded over shared interests as guys.

Eventually, you and Max went to your room where you hung out for a while. Until, he locked your door out of nowhere and approached you with a smirk. Your eyebrows furrow slightly and you watch as he approaches you. He grabs your chin and tries to kiss you to which you turn your head away.

"No. No. I don't want to. Stop." You mumble, trying to turn your head away and pull away.

"Look at me." He says, but you keep turning away, "Fine. Can i kiss you on the hand then? Just once?" He asks, pouting.

"Fine. Just once." You say but when he kisses your hand, he uses his tongue and chuckles as you pull your hand away. He then grabs your arms and kisses your shoulder, using his tongue.

You whimper in protest and pull away, "I need a drink." You say nervously as you quickly turn away and leave the room, looking behind you to make sure he wasn't watching before running to Ghost.

"Daddy. He-he tried to touch me." You say, tears filling your eyes.

Ghost looks up at you from where he was sitting on the couch and stands up, "What? He did what? Okay. Just... just stay away from him. Okay, baby?" He says and you nod.

He sighs and paces around the room, burying his head in his hands, "This is a nightmare I can't deal with this. It's too much. It has to be a nightmare." He mumbles.

Your eyes widen and you look at him, a tear falling down your cheek, "Daddy!" You say.

He looks up at you, "What?"

"Daddy... what the hell?" You say.

"What?" He replies.

"I nearly got raped and somehow you made this about you." You say, breathing out shakily.