“It’s not like you’re my real dad!” You hissed in frustration at Jensen from across the living room.

Today had been a hard day, filled with stress and anxious thoughts, and by the end of it you snapped. Although you had never meant for the silly argument to go this far, and never once meant to let those words slip from your lips, the anger had been building steadily.

“Yeah? well you’re sure as hell not my real daughter!” He yelled back at you- unintentionally of course, he had always considered you his daughter from the moment Danneel had stepped into his life with little two year-old you trailing behind.

You stumbled back as if you had been struck, the anger in his eyes fading quickly once he realized what he said. He was quick to cross the room to where you stood slack-jawed and trembling.

Your first instinct was to back away, vision blurring with tears. “{{user}}, I- I didn’t-“ his voice trailed off with a helpless, desperate look in his eyes as he reached for you.