Don't Hug Me Im Scared Dad Novels & Stories

I feel his body stiffed due to my sudden reaction. He patted my back and said, " shh shh... No one is gonna dare to hurt you, pumpkin until I am here. Sleep peacefully daughter. You are safe." "I couldn't Dad. I am scared." I answered while hugging you more tightly. I shouldn't be thinking about that horrible encounter. I wish I could rewind and change it for once.

He helped her outta her dirty clothes and got her into one of his big black hoodies which was big enough to cover her thighs… Once he'd tucked her in, he stood up to leave but she suddenly grabbed hold of his palm and muttered something under breath.. “Don't leave me, Dad..” she murmured and a lone tear rolled down her cheek and this made his lips curled upwards in a strange way.. “Don't look anything like your father..”Whispered and tried to take his hand away but Samantha simply held onto it tightly… “Don't go please, I'm scared..” She mumbled like a child and hugged his hand against her chest like a baby and he eventually sat down by the edge of the bed…

"Now, now honey. You know that Mekayla wouldn't do something to upset us, now would you, Mekayla?" I know my dad's softly-forced way very well. It's not really soft it's more of a quiet-authority-or-else kind of a thing. I know what will happen to me if I don't obey and this is part of the reason I need to get out from under their grip on me. "No, Daddy. I wouldn't" "Good, now give your old man a hug" I walk closer and give him the most uncomfortable hug in the world. "Now, let's get inside. It's getting cold out here"

And then dad’s voice urging me to look at him while I crossed. “Come to me, Athena…Don’t look down,” he had said quietly. I had been scared. I cried. I whimpered. “Dad, I can’t do it,” I cried out fearfully. And now, in the same exact way, I look at him again. Terrified. Fear locking every single one of my senses. “Athena, come to me.” Dad orders now. I shake my head. Just like before. “No…Dad…I can’t do it.”

Raking one of his hands into his hair, putting the other on his waist, he rambled to me. "Why are you crying now?" He pulled me into his chest, patted my back as he embraced me. I sobbed. "Please, just stay here with me. I'm too scared to be alone. I'm scared Scott will come back again. I don't know what to do." "Don't worry about him." He dropped a kiss on my hair, caressed my back even more. "I know my dad better than anyone. I know how to deal with him. He's good at threatening people, but I can always handle him."

says mom as she hugs me. Dad goes to hug me to but stops as he sees my body tense. It annoys me how even my father makes me react this way. I know he would never hurt me. I force myself to move and hug my father. He slowly embraces me and I finally feel myself relax. ‘I’m sorry kiddo,’ he mind links before letting me go and rushes down the hall. He is hurting and I am not sure I can fix it. “Do not worry Kat. Get some sleep,” says my mom.

My Dad entered the room and without hesitation sat on the side of my bed to hug me. I sighed, I hugged him tightly back and whispered. "I-I'm sorry, Dad ..." I murmured. "Did I delay your stay in Hill Valley?" "No ..." He gasped, moving slightly away from me to cover my cheek. "That was nothing when it comes to you, okay? Your Mommy and I will go home no matter where we are for you, hmm?" My tears fell again, I sadly watched Mommy wipe the tears back at Dad with reddened eyes, obviously scared.

But all I saw was stillness. And then, finally, he spoke. “I’m scared,” he said softly. “I'm so scared of Dad. I think he’ll blame me too, all because of that stupid video…he might think I was in on it.” I blinked at him through my tears. “Harry…honey...” “But if you’re gone…” He crouched down just slightly. “Maybe he’ll forgive me.” The words hit harder than the brick had. They sank into my skin like poison, curdling my blood with disbelief.

I cried so hard that I could not even breathe properly. "You're crying like you've lost your dad for real." Dad wiped away my tears, looking annoyed but touching me as gently as a feather. His eyes were even a little red. When I finally calmed down, I told him very seriously, "Dad, you can't ever become a scary person." His concerned look faltered, leaving him speechless. "You can't be unpredictable, you can't send secret messages to girls, you shouldn't dress up in wild costumes, you shouldn't play loud music, you shouldn't..."

Fear ran through me like a nasty cold and I shivered. I dialed my dad. On the third ring, he picked up but it wasn't my dad talking, it was Mattias, his best friend. “Shimma, your dad is in a conference briefing, he'll be busy for the next six hours.“ His voice was deep and low and so fucking sexy. “Uh— okay.“ I answered stuttering. The man's voice alone was enough to turn me on. “Do you have an urgent message for him?.“ “I'm in college, it's raining and I didn't bring my car.“