His existence became like a sign at a crossroads – stagnant and unable to move and he couldn’t bear to be without you because she had already left.
#LOST GIRL TUMBLR FULL#
Looking at you pained him because you were the spitting image of her when they first met all those years ago head full of long, luscious, strawberry-blonde locks and piercing blue eyes which bore through a man’s soul and found their way into his heart without even trying. It changed you, too, but this is when he began to figuratively sink himself into and under your skin. The disappearing act of your youth changed him forever. He only loved you in the moments that he didn’t see her. Loving your child should be unconditional and yet for your father it was the exact opposite with strict conditions. You spent hours sitting by the front door before and after school waiting for her return – it was like this for almost a year.Ī naïve belief had planted itself inside your mind as a child that he did his best to love you which was somewhat true… except it wasn’t really. One day your mother had enough, took off to go and get a pack of cigarettes but she never returned. Tears rolled off your face and soaked your pillowcase while you held a hand over each of your ears in an effort to drown out the noise. It all started when you were nine or ten and recall falling asleep to the sound of your parents screaming at each other. When you look back on everything, you realise a part of you had always known that your father only cared about himself. I had to make YN look like Vivien for the sake of my story.) I took inspiration from a couple of movies and I hope you enjoy! If you want to read anything else I’ve written, you can find stuff in my masterlist.
I wanted to try and make something really horrible since I needed a break from fluff so you’ve been warned. Notes: Just a warning that if you are triggered by issues such as family problems, emotional abuse, abusive men in general, etc, that you probably shouldn’t read this. Synopsis: In your father’s eyes, you were his and his alone… until you weren’t until he’d sold you to the Son of Satan for his own survival. Warning: Probably quite a bit (abandonment and betrayal, emotional abuse, manipulation, daddy issues, degradation, anal stuff, use of body fluids, etc) I sure as hell did.Innocence Lost (Michael Langdon x Reader) People say you can’t drink your troubles away. And me, Frank Gallagher- father, teacher, mentor. Always sticking your noses in my family’s business where they don’t belong. Oh, Kev, Veronica, you’re overrated as friends. Debbie, you remind me of your mother, not in a good way. Can’t believe you betrayed the family and became a cop. Only way I can understand how you ended up marrying a Milkovich. Touch of mental illness from your mother. You just can’t seem to get outta your own way. I’m proud of all of you, because every single one of you reminds me a little bit of me. Nobody ever said our neighborhood was the Garden of Eden but it’s been a good home to us, to me and you kids. You’re supposed to ask people on their deathbed if they wish they’d worked more or spent more time with their family. My only advice is to stop worrying so damn much. I know some of you think you hate my guts, and truth be told, I never liked any of you much either. I’m not gonna ask your forgiveness, because you bunch didn’t do shit for me.
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