At.
Me.
I wasn’t the one who was caught with her panties around her ankles, and a man who wasn’t her fiancé with a cock that wasn’t her fiancé’s and was plowing into her from behind.
I glared at her.
She narrowed her eyes at me.
Just then, the wedding planner stuck her head in and said, “It’s time to go.”
“Mom!” I shouted.
“Kimber!” Holly Anne shouted as she shook her head.
Just then, the door opened even more, and my father stepped around the wedding planner and walked into the room.
“Are we ready?” he asked.
I glared.
“Yes. More than ready. Let’s go.” Holly Anne said.
Loudly, I blurted, “Mom, I walked in on Dad and Holly Anne fucking in the Violet room. There wasn’t a busted pipe.”
And... queue the crickets for only a beat.
Then, my dad and Holly Anne chuckled, “Really, Kimber? You're that jealous of Holly Anne that you would spread lies?”
“She’s always been jealous, Robert. I mean, she can’t seem to keep the weight off like I can.” Holly Anne shared.
I growled.
Then I looked at my mother. “It’s true. How else would I know that you told the three of us years ago that the surgery dad had to remove the mole had worked, but it apparently failed because I saw it on his right ass cheek.”
***
Blue lights flashed.
Ambulances were called.
And I was staring down at my cotton candy dress, with both of my parents having disowned me.
For embarrassing them.
‘The only man a girl can depend on is her daddy.’ – Frenchie from Grease.
‘Bullshit.’ – Kimber’s Vivid Thoughts.
Chapter 5
Kimber
I stared out of my front windshield, seeing nothing.
Hearing nothing.
Because all I could vividly still hear was my parents disowning me for embarrassing them.
