" Mommy! Mommy! Wake up. Im hungry!"
I groaned rolling over in my bed to see my precious little daughter Amelia staring at me.
" Good morning princess. What are you doing up so early?" I sat up and pulled her into my lap.
" mommy, its not early its 9 o'clock!"
" Thats early baby girl, you know mommy doesnt come home til late on the weekends." I spoke softly.
"I'm sorry mommy. I forgot" she looked down into her lap and pouted.
" it's okay baby. How about we make some pancakes for breakfast and then we can go to the park? How does that sound?"
"Lets go! Lets go!"
She got up from my bed and ran to the kitchen.
I got up from my bed and walked to the bathroom right across the hall from my room.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I dont know how Amelia could even stand the sight of me right now; I look like a hideous monster, and reek of a mixture of liquors and sweat.
I had mascara running down my face and had horrible racoon eyes.
The bachelor party had held me up last night so I ended up not coming home til 5:30am which was an hour and a half later than my usual time.
I freshend up quickly before making my way to the kitchen to start breakfast for Amelia and I.
" Mommy can I wear my pink dress to the park?" Amelia asked for the tenth time.
" I said no princess. Youre gonna be playing so you have to dress in the right clothes. Okay?
"But mommy-" she begged
"No "but mommy's" Amelia. It's chilly out anyway. Wear the clothes I picked out okay?"
She stomped to her bed and picked up the clothes I had placed on her bed and gave them to me so I could help her get dressed.
She was five years old and she had such a struggle managing to put her clothes on the proper way.
"Mommy look at what I can do!" Amelia yelled at me from the top of the slide.
She slid down the slide, throwing her tiny hands in the air, smiling all the way down. I picked her up and spun in a circle when she made it to the bottom.
" I did it all by nyself mommy! I didn't need you to hold me. I can do it by myself, like a big girl." She said, speaking loud and proud of her litfle accomplishment.
" I saw baby girl, I saw. Youre getting so big" I told her.
She squirmed out of my arms as I put her down and watched her run to the swings. She turned around and waved me over to her.
" Arent you gonna come and push me momma?"
She asked me
"I'm coming, im coming" I shook my head at my little baby girl.
Amelia got tired of the swing quickly and ended up playing on the jungle gym with a few other little kids she had met.
" which kid is yours?"
I jumped, the person catching me off gaurd.
" sorry, I didnt mean to frighten you." I turned around to face a tall man with longish curly hair, who wore thick black glasses, in a ripped grey muscle shirt and tight black skinny jeans and converse. Definitely too hot to be a single dad.
"It's fine, I was just zoned out. I'm sorry, what did you ask? " I told him.
" Oh, I was just asking which one was yours." He told me.
I turned to look for Amelia. When I found her, I pointed to her cute little brown head in her outrageous outfit we had agreed to, pink jeans and a purple glittery shirt that said ' I'm a princess' with a black leather jacket and her little black keds, with her princess crown. The only thing I chose in the outfit were her pants.
"That's my little girl right there, with biker chic outfit and a princess crown" I told the man shaking my head at my daughters craziness.
he laughed, shaking his head as well. "I see our children have something in common."
I looked up at him "oh yeah?" I questiond him.
"Theres mine, hes holding your daughters hand. Hes wearing jeans and a black leather jacket with the black shoes."
" I guess they think a like " I laughed at how adorable they looked with their matching jackets.
I turned to face him, " Im Violet by the way, but most people call me Vee." I held my hand out him.
He grabbed my small hand in his. " Ashton Hamilton. But you can call me Ashton, Vee"
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I was actually gonna give up on this, but i decided to give it a go.
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Life Unexpected (Previously Called Sex Slave)
RomansaViolet never asked for the life she was given. - this is such a bad summary I am so sorry omg.