Don't Hug Me Im Scared Dad Novels & Stories

A loud cry from my lips, and I could hear my father's voice pleading with them to leave me alone. "Boss, please stop scaring my young girl, she's just a small girl." My father pleaded, and I went toward him, engulfing him in a hug; I was terrified. "Who are they, Daddy? They're terrifying me "My voice shakes in dread as I say to him. "Don't worry, princess, they'll be gone soon," he whispered soothingly as I slid my arm around his waist. "Don't worry princess, they will soon leave," he said soothingly and I wrapped my arm firmly on his body.

Dad spoke with a cracky voice. I hugged him back, feeling his warmth of love. He let me go to stare at me again. “I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean to scare you. I wasn't careful, and I almost didn't listen to Elvis when he stopped me from going to the coffee shop alone.” I said.

I walk over to Dad, who looks like a steaming pot of water that is about to explode. “Dad, he’s only teasing you,” I say, gently hugging him tightly. His words from inside the hall return and I close my eyes, inhaling his scent. Why am I scared for you Dad? Dad grumbles. “It’s only fucking funny when it’s towards someone else. This fucker annoys me.”

Sleepyhead tame a scary man like my Dad? I slowly opened my eyes. My Dad was fuming mad as he glared at me. His hand was being held tightly by this man behind me. "D-Dad," I spoke anxiously. I know how scary he is and I should expect a whip once we get home. Dad took his hand and forced a smile on his lips; yes, it was a fake smile. I am sure Dad doesn't like Mr. Sleepyhead. "Let's go, my daughter. You don't deserve to be here."

“Are you kidding? Why would you do such a thing? I’m only here to make sure my daughter doesn’t get into any kind of danger. How can you tell me you want to surprise me? What if something else had happened? Would you tell me that you didn’t want me to know as well?” I sighed. “Dad. Please don’t take it personally. I just didn’t want to bottle you. You’ve got so much you’re working on and like I said I just wanted to surprise you. I don’t think it is a big deal.” My dad paused. “You're joking!” he exclaims, lowering the phone, but then laughs with his deep, rumbling laughter. “You never cease to amaze me, my daughter, you know?” He gives me a large bear hug. I love it when Dad hugs me. He’s t

I did not realize how much I missed him until I saw him standing in front of me. He walked into my room and started straight to me to hug me, and I could hear him sniffing, knowing he was trying not to cry. “Don’t cry, my big baby” I say jokingly, cause my dad has always been a man who does not shy away from his emotions because he wants to be perceived as scary and intimidating like Uncle Allen, our Alpha. I rubbed his back and whispered into his ear how much I missed him. “ Jas, please promise me you will not do this ever again, promise me you will take care of yourself. I can’t bear to see you like this ever again. It hurts my soul,” my dad says, looking into my eyes.

,Dad asked as he hugged me. “Dad,I don’t know what to do,I’m so confused at everything”,I said,my voice breaking. “Tell me my child,I can help you”,dad said,trying to comfort me. “I’m fine,dad,you should umm go buy the groceries,it might get late”,I said,wiping my tears. “Are you sure??”,Dad asked and I nodded my head,he gave me a kiss and left the room. I pulled out my phone and went to my g****e site,with shaking hands,I typed in the word “werewolf”

I sighed. “ Don’t touch me. ” He snapped, as I raised my hand again. “ Is that what you fear? ” I grinned. “ You don’t want me to see your memories, Dad? You don’t want me to find out what goes on inside your head all the time? That’s your biggest fear, isn’t it? Someone stealing all your memories, experiences, and thoughts? I guess I am right. You like secrecy a little too much after all. ” Dad slipped back unconsciously. My grin fell, and a frown etched between my brows.

I gulped nervously and walked slowly to him. My eyes widen when I saw some photos of me and Aaron on the table. I looked at my dad in horror and he stood up. The only thing that separated us was a table and I was scared to death that he would throw the table to me. “Why are you hanging out with him?” He asked in a cold tone. “Jack!” My mom warned. “Why?!” My dad yelled and I flinched. “We- I- met him at-“ I suttered as I looked at my dad, he looked so frightening. I have never seen this side of him before.

"I'll deal with my beloved. He knew the risks; I warned him about the consequences of the lies he might tell. You're free to go." I shrug. "Sorry for the hand, bro." He laughs at my stupid attempt at an apology, and right as I spin around to leave the office, I run into someone. I look up and meet the worried gaze of my dad. Behind him stands another super fucking scary motherfucker who just smiles down at me as if I'm a pretty little princess. I can take that; yeah, a nice compliment. Dad's hands wrap around me as the stranger joins our hug. As acts like she's on cloud nine and whispers ~father, it's father, ours~ so I don't fight his attempt to pull me closer.