"WAKE UP", a voice startled royce. making her fall to the side of her bed, landing with a thud.

"ouch" royce mumbled against the floor, "was that really necessary dad?".

"yes it was, do you want to come with me to the mini market? to get something to eat or whatever ?" johnny asked, hoping she'd say yes. you couldn't blame him. he wanted to hang with his daughter, just to spend time with her.

"sure", royce said.

roy got up and left her room to go change her outfit. deciding to shower when she comes back.

"okay i'm done dad. are you ready?", she
questioned.

"i've been done, you took forever" johnny said,  exaggerating.

roy just rolled her eyes, signaling her dad to get up. they both walked out of the apartment. walking towards johnny's car.

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"dad can i get a blueberry slushee?" royce questioned. her dad nodded. she skipped all the way to the back. filling up her cup of slush.

she turned around to spot miguel buying pepto bismol. "hey miggy!", royce exclaimed.

miguel smiled,"hey rory!" .

"are you feeling okay?"

miguel looked confused for a second, royce just nodded towards the pepto bismol in his hands.

"oh! no. it's for my grandma", miguel informed.

"ahhh okay. i hope she gets better", royce said. she walked over to where her dad was and put down the slushee. she noticed her dad waiting for a pizza.

her dad grumbled, "what's spanish for give me my damn slice?", asking miguel.

the cashier just looked at miguel and said "𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩" he paused, "𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙠".

royce just snorted. her dad looked at her then miguel, "what did you just say?". he looked at the teenage boy, "what did he say?".

"you don't wanna know", miguel snickered. royce just sipped her slushee. avoiding her dads gaze.

"i know it's something bad. just tell me",johnny huffed.

miguel looked hesitantly at royce, then at johnny. "uh, he said you have a tiny..", miguel pointed down.

royce let out a huge snort. causing all the men to look at her. "uh..my bad..?".

johnny scoffed, "he said i have a tiny wang?"
he paused, "tell him he has a tiny wang". glaring at the cashier.

"i speak english, asshole", the cashier stated.

"oh really?" johnny said, crumbling the cash and throwing it down. snatching the pizza from cashier.

"dad, that's not nice",royce said. johnny just looked at her.

"i don't care", he stated. walking towards the door.

royce looked apologetically towards the man, "i'm sorry about him". and with that she left.

royce walked out and spotted her dad watching a group of teenage boys, raising an eyebrow, "dad, stop staring".

johnny just shrugged, walking towards the bushes, passing a boy who was vaping. who also puffed the smoke towards her and her dad.

"pssht", royce muttered out with a scrunched up nose. taking a sip of her slushee.

sitting down next to her dad, who took a bite out of the pizza.

"finish up and then beat it!", a woman voice exclaimed. johnny paused in the middle of the bite, looking at the woman.

"excuse me?", johnny jeered.

"this is my mart, you ain't hustling no coin at my mart", the lady stated.

"i'm not hustling, i'm just eating pizza and with my daughter, we're not homeless!", johnny informed.

"that's my car!", he turned his head to show her.

"what the hell are you doing? why you gotta blow up my spot?" a voice shouted.

"dude, i—" miguel tried speaking.

"he thought we were in college, dumbass". the guy said, starting to get up in miguel's face.

miguel put out his arms, "i didn't know you were trying to buy beer. i'm sorry".

the guy suddenly pushed miguel to the ground, making royce jump up. "hey what the fuck is your problem?"

"aw look, having a bitch stand up for you?" the guy smirked. walking towards miguel's crouched body.

"look he has pepto, someone has diarrhea" the guy laughed, looking at the pink bottle.

"hey, we should call him 'rhea" a guy suggested.

"hey. give it back dude. it's for my grandma", miguel begged.

"oh, it's for your grandma? shit, i'm sorry, man"the guy fake pouted.

royce walked towards miguel, standing infront of him, pushing the guy back. "leave him alone, he hasn't done anything to you guys".

"shut up bitch", a boy sneered from the back.

"hey you want it?", the boy with the yellow sweater said, "you can take all that shit", while opening the pink bottle. pouring it all over miguel and royce.

royce let out a gasp, causing johnny to get up. "you dick head", royce exclaimed. wiping the pink substance out of her eyes.

"take that bitches". all the boys laughed.

the group started to walk away. "asshole", miguel muttered.

the guy in the yellow sweater turned around, walking towards the pair "what'd you say, 'rhea?".

"i..i didn't say anything", miguel stuttered, taking a step back. suddenly miguel was punched in the stomach, this cause royce to stand in front of him. smacking the boy in the yellow sweater in the face.

"oh, your little bitch is standing up for you" the guy smirked. pushing her back. making her stumble back.

"that's brute, ky",a chubby guy laughed.

"you crying? where you going pussy?" ky said as miguel tried to run away, getting pushed onto the red car.

this pulled the last string for johnny, "hey!" he roared out. "watch the car, man"

"who's this dude?"

"that's my dad bitch", royce said, as she tried helping miguel. ky just looked at her and scoffed.

"just leave the dork and the girl alone", johnny warned.

"you see this guy? eating his dinner at the mini-mart like a bum", the guy in the grey hoodie pointed out.

"trust me, you are pissing off the wrong guy on the wrong day, all right?" johnny cautioned.

"oh really?"

"yeah really" johnny said, getting closer to ky.

"get the hell out of here, loser", ky exclaimed, pushing royce's dad.

"hey!", royce yelled, running towards ky. quickly she punched him in the face.

ky touched his nose, noticing the blood on his fingers.

a/n
this is a long ass chapter so i'm going to write a part 2.