Slammed

"So… I'm going to stay here for another day or maybe two,” my dad continues before I can say anything to his monologue, “I don't think I can look at Damon and not fucking punch him. And I-I don't know how I feel about Lily yet. I'm deeply uncomfortable."

"Why? Because she fucked two of your sons? I don't think you, of all people, can judge anyone for who they fuck," I scoff, making him grimace and shake his head as if he hated that comment, "We're not related, we didn’t even grow up together.”

"Well, she is my daughter in my eyes just like you two are my sons. So yes, it is gross to me," he states, "Maybe I would've been okay with it ten years ago, but not now, not after having her in my mind so often, worrying about her, wishing she could just be with us.“

“I get it, but Lily is sensitive with the way men treat her, especially us in the family, so I would advise you to confront her only once you've dealt with the shock and whatever other ugly emotion you feel. Be nice to her or