Just a warning there will be a little bit of cursing. (lol jk a LOT of cursing)

I would just like to take the very important time out of my day to give my mom's real dad a shoutout. Now you might be wondering" what do you mean real dad?" Well let me tell you the wonderful story of my mom's real dad. 

He was a bitch.

I'm just out right saying it. He was a creepo lazy ass bitch who was never there for my mom when she needed him.

My popop was the one who was there for my mom. Not her real dad. And I love my popop with all my heart. He's a really funny and nice guy once you get to know him. But my mom's real dad? I only got to meet him once and I already knew he was a jerk and a creepo. And the fact that I only got to meet him once just proved how much my mom didn't want me to meet him. And I regret bumping into him that one day at Walmart. I was with my parents and my brother and we were having a great time and everyone had a smile on their face. Untill my mom spotted her real dad. She quickened her pace trying to walk past and her whole face just changed. I noticed so I decided to put on my " you mess with me and you die bitch" face. I'm extremely protective of my family so when one of them is nervous I try to do my best to make the person who's bugging them fuck off. But nevertheless my mom's real dad noticed my mom anyway and came up to us. He seemed nice and cool at first but since I don't trust easily and my mom tensed up I still kept my stern face. Basically when I put on my " you mess wit me you die face" it's usually when, I'm reading and you bug me, I'm listening to music and I rip out my ear buds when you're trying to talk to me, when I'm just done with everyone's shit, or I see a person I just have a bad feeling about. In this case it was the last one. But anyway he was talking and he brought up me and my brother. I stared at him with no emotion in my face. Since I go to school with loud obnoxious kids I've learned to just be the quiet one and I developed my no emotion face. Kids at school literally say I have no emotions other than " don't fuck with me" , " don't fuck with my friends and family" , and " I'm calm...for now". So anyway he talks alittle to my brother and then to me. He asked me how I was doing and how school was and everything. I said everything was fine and everything was cool. Then for the part that creeped me the fuck out. At the time I was like 9 or 10 so I was pretty young. He was like 58 or something. He gave me this face. This creepy face. I still haven't forgotten how creepily he stared at me. I felt his eyes scan me and when his eyes met mine I showed that I was disgusted. It's usually not normal for me to break my no emotion face. Like really really hard. Like you could tell me a dog died in a movie and I wouldn't break, hell the only way you could make my face break is if you get me really pissed off or I hear one of my friends or family is dead. So this caught me by surprise that I accidentally showed emotion. He started walking towards me with that face. Like the face of an utter creep. I don't know if you know how that feels but to the people who know what I'm talking about you would understand why I was creeped out. But yeah. He started walking towards me and I guess my fight or flight instincts kicked in because I locked eyes with him and got into a stance where I put one leg behind me and on in front of me and got ready to kick the shit out of him. My face changed to anger and defence. I guess he read my body language because he backed off. He whent to talking with my family for a while but casting glances at me. My mind didn't have any other thoughts except " Stay away you fuckin creep!". I never broke my stance. I sent my mom a look that said I was uncomfortable being around him. She ended the conversation and we left. But as we were walking away I just felt his eyes burning into the back of my head. I looked back and to this day I wish I didn't. I got a chilling grin from him. Like sometimes I'll get nightmares about creatures just grinning at me with the same creepy smile he gave me. I know it sounds like I'm making this seem worse than it was but I kinda wish I was but sadly that's not the case. I don't know his intentions but I have a bad feeling they aren't good. I'm just glad we got out of there. That creep is the reason I keep a barb at my back and my wits and my fists up. I just hope I never get to see his creepy ass ever again.

So I just want to clear some things up. I call him a bitch not just because of the creepy looks he gave me but because he kept insulting my mom's choice in my dad and how they " should have been married before they have children" yes my parents are not married and they probably will never get married. And before anyone brings it up no they are not split apart. They love each other very much. But anyways yeah that was the story of my mom's creepy real dad who I wish I was never related to.