begging. I run over to my Daddy and grab his legs, holding on as tight as my little arms can. "No, Momma! Please! I don't wanna go. I wanna stay with Daddy, please!"
She grabs my arms roughly, yanking me from him. I start crying harder. I don't wanna leave my Daddy. I love him. "Just let me say bye to my daughter! Give me one goddamn minute with her before you fuckin' take her from me!” He pulls me back and gets down on his knees, cupping my cheeks with his hands. "I love you, baby girl. You’re my Princess, you always will be. Daddy will always love you."
"Daddy, I don't wanna go with her. I wanna stay with you." I see a tear leak from his eye. My Daddy is strong, he's not supposed to cry.
"I know you do, Princess, but you have to go with your Momma, but you always remember what I said."
"I love you, Daddy." I hang my head.
"I love you too Princess." He kisses me on the forehead before he stands up and my Momma takes my arm. Right before she shuts the door, she turns.
"You remember what I told you. You try and come for her and I will bring you down."
Then I hear my Daddy tell her, "You will pay for this one day. I'll fuckin' make sure of it."
She already had our stuff in the car. She shoves me in the back seat, goes around, starts to drive and we drive for a long time.
I wake up in a dead sweat, just like every other time. I go to my bathroom, turning the water on, and I get in the hot shower, trying to clear my head. I go back and lay in my bed, tossing and turning, trying to get back to sleep. The worst thing about the dream is I don't know if it is real or not. Did my father really love me or was my mother right? Did he never want me?
The next morning, I wake up and I’m sore from the night before. It's a damn good feeling though, because it was the best night of my life until it all went horribly wrong. Thank God Ever took me to the clubhouse so I don't have to go back to get my car and face him. When I get up, I check my phone and see a message from Zoey asking if I want to go shopping. Hanging my head in defeat, I text her yes, so I guess I'll be seeing him after all. Trekking my way to my room, I shower and get ready. I obviously wasn't thinking this through properly, and could use some good retail therapy after what happened last night. What if I do see his stupid ass? I’ll just have to ignore him. I know, real grown up, but fuck! The asshole regrets being with me. I can be childish if I want to. Who gives a fuck anyway, right? Not me.
When I pull up to the clubhouse, I park and see that Ever is just getting here too. I'm so glad I don’t have to walk in alone. The four of us girls all hug, then decide where we’re all going to go. A guy named Ghost will be going with us today, so when we’re ready to leave, he leads us to his white 2012 GMC Acadia. Man, this thing is clean. Once we’re all in, our first stop is the bank. Zoey checks the joint account, and sure enough, that son of a bitch cleaned her out. Thankfully, I had told her when she started working with me that she needed to have a secret account and all that money was still there.
The next stop is the mall, which is one of my favorite places to go because I love shopping. With everything that happened last night, I may go overboard. I bought something from all the stores we went to. The next place we hit is the phone store, so Zoey can get a new phone. After all, our numbers are programmed. Then we go to Victoria’s Secret and I get some new bra and panty sets. I can't help but to think of Bear. I don't know why, since I’m sure he hates me. Zoey walks up, holding some demi bras and thongs that she's going to get, and my eyes almost pop out of my head, along with her sister's. Chatty doesn't look surprised at all, but she doesn't know Zoey like we do. I've never seen her get anything like this. Normally, it's just regular granny-panty, cotton, boring shit, but this stuff is sexy. She’s picked some silky and some lacy, a colorful