Sing Johnny Dad Novels & Stories

"Kellen, will you please come back? Dad won't pressure you anymore. I'll never say 'don't embarrass me' again. I'll never say 'laughed at' again.” "Whatever you want to do, Dad will let you. Just please come back." I floated in the room and watched him. An ache spread through me, but no tears came. Once you were gone, even crying was something you could no longer do. I thought about when I was little, when Dad was still different. Back then, he carved small wooden toy guns for me with a smile on his face. He picked out the best pieces of pot roast and placed them in my bowl. When I fell, he scooped me up and blew on the scrape while he told me it was fine.

I quickly floated in front of him and shouted, “Dad, don’t. You’ll go to jail.” Maybe it was my imagination, but Dad froze for a second. Then he looked around the room and threw the fruit knife he had just picked up onto the floor. He collapsed and sobbed, murmuring my name over and over. “Calvin. Calvin.” I didn’t answer him. I only sat down beside him. Slowly, Dad seemed to go numb. He sat there in a daze for another entire night. The next day, he forced himself to pull together. He used every connection he had to gather evidence of Lucy’s affair.

Shirley could not dodge the fallout either. The internet dragged her for doing zilch, and when they dug up some of her shady dealings with students, the school put her on leave and started digging. I kept on treating Josh's illness, just doing my thing. Until one day, the cops called. "Is Mr. Johnson your dad? We need you to come down to the station."

My eyes widen. "What? Why?" "I think he's killed." I covered my mouth with my hands. "Someone killed him? Why? For what?" "You know his dad's is an evil man." "I know bu-" "We have to go.. put that wine glass and talk about what happened earlier later." He mentioned and I felt my body heat up. "Put it down.. don't you even dare to go to that girl and sleep with her!" "Johnny is a man!" I hissed and he sighed.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

“This was why. Johnny has skimmed over the numbers without my dad knowing and he thinks we aren’t making what we should. Would you look over them? My dad might listen to you more than me.” “I don’t know if he will, but yeah, I can look over them for you. Johnny won’t be mad?” “No. He handles some stuff within the family, he is one of my Capos, but he tries to avoid things like this. Especially with my dad.” “Okay. Do you want to go over it tomorrow, after everything, or wait?” She crossed her legs Indian style as she sat on the couch and Vinny’s eyes trailed over them.

I tiptoed to the next bedroom and saw from the slightly open door that it belonged to Lily. Ethan sat on the edge of Lily’s bed, her small sleeping body curled under blankets, Rudy tucked under her chin. His voice filled the room in a cooing and gentle manner. I did not recognize the song he was singing. It sounded old and sweet in a way that made my heart ache even more. Lily stirred just then. “Daddy,” she murmured. “I’m here,” he whispered softly as his hand brushed her hair in a slow and careful manner, like it might break if he touched too hard.

dad said excitedly. Yeah let's go meet my dad's wife. Man my father is like a kid who just got candy from his nana. It's good to see dad like this it's been nearly 5 years now. Dad said I should go inside because he wants to get our things from the car. Just as I was about to knock a fucking goddess open the door like man she's got beautiful tanned skin,beautiful blue eyes you could drown in,small nose and full kissable lips. I didn't even realise I was staring nope scratch that admiring this goddess before me until she cleared her throat.

All my anger dissipated, knowing that I had my dad by my side. "Um, can we... Can we leave now?" Jennie finally spoke up, sounding unsure. A chuckle escaped my lips, followed by one from Clara, who then said, "Of course you can. Have fun!" "And don't drink too much, okay?" Dad said, extending his hand. "Promise me." "Promise," I laughed and grabbed his hand, feeling Jacob's silent gaze on me the entire time.

“But seeing him today… he hasn’t.” “What does Uncle Steve say?” Mom asked. “Did you talk to him?” “I did,” Dad replied. “He says Johnny knows the material, pays attention, and hasn’t gone off the rails. Aside from that one wild night, he’s been studying.” “Then I guess all those phone calls were worth it,” Mom chuckled.