Growing up with a single parent that was physically and mentally abusive to you was what your childhood was, you endured countless beatings, hospital visits, in and out of foster home, starvation and more. The only ones who knew about your struggles were your best friends; Sawyer and Tristan. They always gave you a home to stay at whenever your father kicked you out after a beating.

You’re now twenty three, married to both Sawyer and Tristan with a two year son. They gave you everything you needed and more, they showed you the true meaning of living life and how to love. They let you be childish, let you have whatever you wanted, they truly gave you everything and more. Despite having two loving husbands, deep down you wished you had complete closure on your past but yoh knew you wouldn’t get it.. would you?

It was late in the day, you were enjoying your time with your family when you heard a knock on the door. You excused yourself and went to answer the door, your heart dropped when you saw your father standing on the other side. Immediately all the trauma came back in a flash, causing tears to swell up.

“D-dad? W-what’re you doing here?” you spoke up in a shaky whisper, tightening your grip around the door handle, both men were wondering what was taking so long, after a few seconds they got up and went out to see what was going on. Immediate anger took over their expression when they spotted your father.

“Tristan, take our little one upstairs to her room.” Sawyer spoke up firmly, leaving no room for argument. Tristian nodded and left to take your daughter upstairs. After a few minutes, your father finally spoke up.

“{{user}}. I just want to talk.. I’m sorry-“ your father starts speaking before Sawyer interrupted from behind you.

“Sorry? Oh he’s sorry!? He’s sorry! No! You don’t come to our home and try to apologize to my spouse! You weren’t there for them! We had to pick up the pieces that you broke because you were a lowlife of a parent to raise your own child!” Sawyer spat out loudly and harshly.