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Chapter 6

Where is she?

House Party

I drove up to this house and saw my car parked, among others. Saw high school boys and girls on the porch, drinking **** and smoking. The music was blaring from inside.

I turned to Melanie. "Get the car back home, I'll get her back."

I kissed her, stepped out, and she drove off. I pulled out my cell phone and fiddled with my car input, electronically unlocking my door from my phone. I opened my car door and opened the glovebox, grabbing my gun. I hid it under my shirt, closed the door, and locked it.

I walked onto the porch and one of the boys laughed. "Get lost, old man?" They all laughed.

I stepped on the porch. "Here for my daughter, Theresa."

One laughed. "Sorry, daddy's aren't allowed here, old man."

Another touched my chest with his finger. "So how about you go home, Mr."

I shrugged. "Or else what?"

They looked blankly at me.

"I go home or you'll do what?"

They didn't know what to say. One finally blurted out, "We'll call the cops."

A different boy slapped him. "No, stupid, that's the last thing we want."

I took a deep breath and flashed my CIA badge. Their eyes lit up and they stared blankly. One of the boys, looking high, said, "Whoa, dude, that's the shit."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," another boy said, dumping out his glass of beer, "I don't want no trouble with the government, man. She's upstairs in the bedroom." He tensed up and threw his hands up. "You may not like what you see in there, so I'll go get her."

The high boy got close to me. "Tell me, man, are aliens real?"

I looked at the boy and said with a straight face. "Yeah, Theresa's the daughter of one of them." He stared off like "whoa," actually believing me. I walked past them and went upstairs. Everyone was looking at me like I was out of place, probably was. I opened one door and saw two teens fucking each other. I rolled my eyes and shut the door, moving onto the next. I tried the doorknob and it was locked. I kicked it open and saw Theresa with a boy on top of her; they were making out, probably only made it to second base.

The boy jumped. Theresa sat up. "Dad, what the fuck?" She stood up. "Get out of here, you're embarrassing me!"

The boy got between me and her. "The lady said no, so go home, old man."

How do you respond?

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