by Katie May
"You need to practice, Sweet Girl," Dad says, love emanating from his eyes. My asscheeks hurt from where they connected with the ground, but I manage to amble to my feet without his help.
"I'm sorry," I say earnestly. "But did you see me that time? I almost had him.”
Even before I finish speaking, he's shaking his head.
"You almost had him an hour ago when he first started shooting at you. Your hands were around his neck, and all you needed to do was snap.” His hand pats my blonde mane placatingly, and I duck my head in shame. Dammit. The last thing I need is to fucking cry in front of Dracula, so help me.
"I wanted to play with him first," I lie, kicking my foot out.
Dad is silent for a moment. So silent I almost think he believes me.
Until he speaks.
"You're soft, Violet. Too soft to be a monster in today's world. But we'll work on it. I already talked with the headmaster.”
"Wait what?" I interrupt, glancing up at him.
"Prodigium. Otherwise known as Monsters Academy. It will train you. Harden you. Turn you into a monster worthy of my love.”As he speaks, he continues to pet my hair like I'm a damn dog instead of his daughter.
"You're sending me away?" I rasp. I'm a fuckup as a monster...and as a daughter. You should just have "fuckup" stenciled into my forehead at this point. I can't stand to see the disappointed look in my father's eyes, as if all his plans never came to fruition.
But dammit! I can conquer the world if he really wants me to.
He just never gives me the chance.
I open my mouth to say all that, to beg him to change his mind, to give me another chance, when his large hands grasp my neck and abruptly snap it.
Parent of the fucking year.
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