P A R I S A
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Today is the day.
It's the day that I have to somehow convince my dad to be alone with Dean.
I got up this morning with my stomach-turning, but that feeling immediately goes away when I see Hazel playing with her toys.
Getting out of bed I walk over to the toy side of her room where she's playing, "Good Morning baby, where is your dad," I ask sitting down next to her and kissing the side of her head.
She hands me one of her Barbies and responds, "he said that he had to go somewhere but he'll be back mommy."
Ugh, my heart. Never in a million years would I have thought I'd have a daughter.
Hazel brings a light to my life and I'm hoping that I will succeed in doing the same for her.
Gently running my fingers through her curly hair I begin to play with her. The voices she makes for the dolls is the cutest thing, "you have to talk with the doll too. Don't be boring," she places her hands on her hips and I giggle.
While in the middle of playing and giggling Hazel through herself in my arms, "please don't ever leave me," she looks up at me with her beautiful bright brown eyes.
I lean down kissing her warm forehead before replying, "I will never leave you jellybean. Where is this coming from?" She lays her head against my chest and I rub the side of her head softly, "promise," she asks.
"I promise," I respond.
We stay like this for a little while.
I hear her soft snores and look down to see she went to sleep again.
It's 7:30 am so it makes sense, but I really enjoy spending time with her.
I get up and take her over to her bed, laying her down I tuck her in and give her a light kiss on her cheek. I watch her for a few seconds to make sure she's breathing okay.
Feeling a pair of arms being wrapped around me Dean's cavernous voice appears next to my ear, "you're so good with her."
Smiling in response he kisses me on my cheek before voicing, "I got you something."
He takes his arms from around me and I turn around, "it's not much, but I want to apologize," he continues pulling out a wide box. He motions for me to sit down and I do so.
Getting on one of his knees his over leg is bent with his foot placed firmly on the floor. If the box wasn't so wide I would've thought he was proposing.
He opens the box that reveals a silver... chain? He grabs my foot and puts it on his knee, "this ankle bracelet has my initial It's a remember that you're mine. And whoever dares have your legs on their shoulder will be killed."
He gets up and continues talking, "I would say I would kill you too, but Hazel loves you and I do too."
He leans down planting a kiss on my lips but I don't kiss him back.
"Thank you," my voice is full of gratefulness but also sadness. Does he mean it?
I get up walking out of Hazel's room. Dean follows behind me like a puppy into our room.
"Talk to me," he yells.
Turning around I can see the anger in his face he grabs me harshly by my throat pulling me closer to him, "I don't want that bitch. I don't love that bitch. I fucking want you Parisa!" His grip tightens and I love it.
