Requested by: Kamikaze_Serena

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Thunder almost exploded in (y/n)'s mind, she woke up from a little nap that she was taking. (y/n) gasped and sat up and looked out side. Typical, it was raining and of course the weather looks disgusting out. She doesn't mind the rain, it's just the lightning and thundering. At times, it's calming if it's far away. Though if it's too near her, she can't help but to squirm lightly. (y/n) eyes watered just a tad bit but then she wiped them away. She's a teen now, she shouldn't be scared of things like this. However, it still lays on her mind.

BOOM.

(y/n) gasped loudly and covered her ears. She shook just a tad but as her eyed closed. She wanted to curl up in a small ball and just hide. (y/n) finds this too annoying, why is she still like this? Why is she scared on nights like this? Perhaps, a hidden memory was revealed during each crackle. Every time when it gets like this, she thinks about loneliness and heartbreak. She remembers the yelling that her father and her other parent went through. The horrible arguments and the crashing of plates. On a night like this, her other parent left the scene.

From that moment on, it's just been (y/n) and Misael. That day, Misael vowed that he will never walk out of his daughter's life. He will always stay by her side, even after death. Nothing can separate him from his pride and joy. When (y/n) went out of this trance, she was crying. She wiped away the tears from her face. Just like the rain though, it kept coming down harder and harder. Her wails became the thunder and the lightning from the outside. She covered her eyes and began to weep into her own hands.

(y/n) left the room and went downstairs. Her Father Misael was in the kitchen. He was sipping a mug of tea and watching the outside rain. (y/n) stepped into the kitchen with wet eyes and whimpers. Misael looked at her then became worried. He looked terrified when he saw her like this, he ran over to her and hugged her tightly. He kissed her forehead and pulled her ever so close to him. She cried into his chest and in his shoulders. Something about being in his arms, just made her feel so much better. Her crying was still there.

"Don't worry Darling, you're safe..." Misael whispered and kissed her forehead.

(y/n) sniffled, "Thank you..."