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"Lilli!" I heard that voice. My eyes widened. What the hell? "Hey!" My dad burst through the door and pulled me into a hug. Guess who was behind him. Oops, don't think you got it. It was ... MATT!?! My heart almost stopped once his arms were around me. He doesn't hug me. And why is he even here? Why is Matt here? Justan didn't look as shocked as I felt. When I pulled against my dad's constricting arms to look over my shoulder, he actually looked ... Sad. I felt a twinge in my chest once my eyes set on his face.

Not long after I had my glimpse, my face was pulled away. Just to look straight into those hazel eyes that use to burn with hatred when I met them.

"You chose! I'm so happy for you!" He hugged me again, even tighter this time. "I hope you're happy with your choice. Justan did explain it correctly, I hope. Yes, he never fails. He's such a good boy. What a shame. Will you marry-"

"STOP!" I couldn't take it. I just found out that Justan is Jeremie, and Matt's a partial twat. Not to mention... I have no clue in hell what he's even talking about! I could have just screamed. Clench my fist together, stomp on the floor, and scream. But, how mature would I be if I did that?

"I didn't choose anybody!" I tried to explain. "I barely unders- No! I don't understand what your saying!" I shoved my dad away, not getting him far with my weak, little limbs.

He looked confused for a moment, then looked behind him to a nervous Matt.

"What?!" He boomed. "You lying little hooligan!" He seemed beyond pissed off. I knew he would throw Matt against a wall at any second.

"Hey! Calm down!" I shouted, wrapping my arms around his mid section. Yes, this would usually be a sign of affection; hugging someone from behind. But, sex is also a sign of affection, and he obviously did that. Besides, I was only trying to save Matt's ass.

I heard his sigh as he leaned back into me slightly. This confused the oblivious Matt as he looked at me oddly. I felt really strange, hugging my dad this way. So, before any more, or stronger suspicions could rouse, I let him go.

When he left the room (shoving past Matt, might I add) I looked at Justan. His fist were clenched by his side, to the point where his knuckles were a baby powder white, and the sound of teeth grinding together made me wince.

"Okay, that was just fucking weird!" Matt exclaimed, obviously not taking an observation of how odd the atmosphere was.

"Shut up Matt!" I growled, my annoyance getting the better of me.

Finally, after moments of me just staring, Justan looked up at me. He looked pissed!

"Lillith," I winced at my full name, "I need to speak with you." He glanced at Matty and added, "alone."

I nodded timidly, feeling sweat rise up to my face, and I had the urge to cough. I was....nervous?