Bad Dad- Part 2 Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Nicks POV My heart dropped and I slowly made my way over to them. Nick- why does she think that? Kevin- are you serious nick?!? You dont spend time with them, youre not there when they have a bad dream, or need help with school, youre never there. Shes seven, she doesnt understand that you have to work!! Shelley called me today, wanna know why? Because your children want to learn how to play the guitar, but you arent there to teach them. I sighed and unbuckled my belt, then dropped my pants. Dad pulled me over his lap and started raining down spanks over my boxer covered backside. It lasted for five minutes and I started crying, I used to be able to last for twenty minutes of dads hand, not anymore. Dad pulled me up, picked up my belt and pointed to the edge of the couch, I nodded and went over to the side, I layed over the side and dad took his stance next to me. Kevin walked out. SMACK! Nick-ouchh! SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK Nick- dad, Im sorry!!! SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. I had gone limp and I just cried and buried my face in my arms. Dad pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. Mr J- you need to fix what youve created. I nodded and let go of him, I pulled up my pants and did up my belt, then walked out of the room. The first room I got to was my sons, I knocked on the door and he didnt answer. I heard a groan, so I opened the door. Matt was on his bed and he was ripping up a piece of paper, the guitar was sitting on the floor. Nick- hey buddy, whats up? He ...



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