He was home earlier than usual,

the lady who took care of you during

the day having to leave for a family emergency

and notifying him by text,

an irritated sigh leaving his mouth

as he searched through the cupboards

in the kitchen for some whiskey.

"Couldn't she fucking stay a little bit longer?"

He scoffed,

slamming the cupboard door shut harshly,

no whiskey to be found because he went

through the whole stash already.

"Nona had to leave daddy"

You breathed out,

standing in the archway to the kitchen

in your cute little outfit,

watching him as he went off on you.

"She said one of her kids were sick"

"Yeah,

well I don't fucking pay her

for nothing alright?"

He told you harshly,

rolling his eyes at your innocence

as he pulled a cigarette out from his pocket,

lighting it up as he placed it between his lips.

"She can't fucking run off and leave you

every time something comes up.

I had two fucking deals tonight,

ya know that?"

"I can't take care of myself..."

You suggested,

trailing off into a short silence because

even you knew how incapable

you were of doing that.

"Sure ya can"

He muttered under his breath sarcastically.

"Look,

What do I need to do huh?

You need a shower or something?"

"Well..."

You thought about it.

"Nona usually gives me bathies and

then she lets me watch cartoons

for twenty minutes whilst my hair dries

and then she helps me pick out my pyjamas

before she reads me a book"

"Huh?"

He raised an eyebrow at you questionably.

"Yeah,

We're not doing all that shit sweetheart.

Why don't cha just skip the bath for tonight

and go put your pyjamas on hm?

Daddy will read ya something later"

"But I have bathies every night"

You furrowed your eyebrows.

"I can't go to bed without having a bubble bath.

And what about my cartoons?

and my hair,

daddy.

You need to brush it-"

"Ya know,

the sooner ya learn not to talk back to me,

the easier your life will be little girl"

He told you firmly,

intense blue eyes staring back at you.

"Now why don't cha run along hm?

I'll be there in a minute"

******

"My little bunny did what I told her to?"

He appeared in the doorway to the bedroom

half an hour later,

a grin forming on his mouth as he leaned

against the doorframe,

intense blue eyes on you.

"Yes daddy"

You smiled at him cutely,

under the sheets and

watching cartoons on the tv.

"Guess I don't need this then huh?"

He teased you jokingly,

pulling the belt from his slacks as he passed

by you on the way to the closet.

Eyes widening,

you didn't understand his joke,

climbing down from the bed and crawling

to the other closet quickly,

getting in and closing the door behind you.

Waiting there for what seemed like forever,

you listened out for any sound.

"Doll?"

His intense blue eyes fell on to the empty bed

when he made it back to the bedroom.

"What the fuck?

Where are you little girl?"

"Shhh"

You whispered to you favourite stuffie,

clutching it to your chest.

"If daddy finds us,

we'll get spankies-"

Before you could breathe,

the door to the closet had opened,

an irritated sigh leaving his mouth

as he pulled you up from the floor,

making you drop your stuffie in the process.

"What the fuck are ya doing huh?"

He cooed at you.

"I was kidding baby.

It was a joke"

"I don't want spankies"

You whined as he sat on the edge

of the bed with you on his lap,

burying your head into his chest.

"I didn't do anything dada"

"I'm not gonna hit you with a fucking belt"

He scoffed,

smoothing his hand over your forehead,

kissing it softly.

"It was a joke hm?"

"Promise?"

You looked up at him.

Rolling his eyes at your innocence,

he sucked his teeth,

forcing himself to say it.

"Promise"

He told you firmly,

patting your little butt to signal

for you to get to bed.

"Now get in that bed before

I really do beat 'cha little ass"