"Do you think he hates me?"I asked Luke as i straightened my hair.
"No, He doesn't hate you, He's your father"He said as he ate Cheetos on the bathroom counter.
"But What If He hates me and doesn't want me in the house while you're on tour?".
"You could come with me".
"No, I don't think it's the right time".
"Whenever you want, you can come back on tour".
"What if he's mad about his car and he spent so much money on mine".
"It happened Yesterday Chris, He'll get over it".
"What if he sends we to Juvie for Destruction of property?".
"He won't so relax".
I looked at my body in the mirror.Staring at myself only made me think i was fatter.Arms wrapped around my waist.
"You're not fat"he said with a mouthful of Cheetos.
"How can you eat a whole bag of Cheetos and not care about your body?"I asked.
"Because I don't care what people think".
"Well I do".
"You Shouldn't, You're so skinny, And you're pretty, And You Love me, And I love you, And You Have a BEAUTIFUL body!".
"What It True and you should flaunt it more often, You should become a Victoria Secret Model".
"No, I shouldn't, Those models don't eat".
"And You barley do, I wish you would eat more, You can barley fit like half a slice of pizza in your belly".
"Every time I look in the mirror i look at that fat girl in middle school".
"You were cute when you were fat".
"I was fat in 8th grade remember?".
"yeah, I even had a crush on you then, We met in the drama department and we didn't really talk to each other until i came over to this house".
I giggled as he planted a kiss on my neck.
"Maybe i should try modeling?".
"Really? You would!"He asked excited.
"Yeah, I don't know how i'll get one though, I'm basically unknown except for you".
"I'll get you one".
"You don't need to do that".
"Yes I do because i would like to see you in those modeling clothes".
I blushed.He was so sweet and Dirty.
"You think i would be a good mother?".
"Mother?"He unwrapped his arms around my waist.
"I ment Model, You think i would be a good Model?".
"Wait Go back to Mother, Are you not telling me something?".
I turned around and leaned against the counter.
"I want to have a baby".