CRYBABY

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"Da- da don't leave me"

When she said that I couldn't help but scoop her petite body up and take her.

As soon as I picked her she feel asleep
She's so cute and her hair goes past her feet. She's just like a baby. My baby

As soon as we got out of the bunker and got to the car she instantly fell asleep

"Where to boss?"
"Home"

I laid her down on her side of the car in the back seat but she laid on my lap. I fondled with her long black hair. But it seemed that she was having a nightmare.

I reached in the glove department and got out a new pacifier. I slipped it in her mouth.

"Here you go baby" I whisper loud enough for only me to hear

For the whole ride I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"Boss we've arrived"

I nod I pick up my baby in one hand and got my phone.
We got inside and all the staff was mesmerized over my baby.
We soon got up the stairs and I laid her in my bed.

She'll get attached if she stays in my room to long but only for a little I'll have to get her crib and her room and play room together

I could see that she was comfortable and she wasn't scare anymore.
But I soon had to leave and go take care of some business. I left a baby monitor in my room just in case and went downstairs and cooked my baby some food since it was only noon.

She'll probably be out the whole day.
Either way I should be back by the time she ways up or before.

After i finished her dinner I took a shower changed my clothes and left.


NOVA POV

My eyes felt sore as I opened them. I felt this squishy and rubbery in my mouth I took it out. I took in my surroundings trying to find that man that helped me. He wasn't here. He left me. I look outside to see the sun had already went down.

He left me.

Tears started to well up deep within me. Next thing I knew it I was crying harder than I have ever cried.

He said he would keep me. He lied. He lied. He lied. He lied.

That's the only thing that I had on my mind.

I herd footsteps frantically coming towards my door. The door slammed open

"What's wrong baby" tattoo says in a slow deep low tone

"You left me" I cry

He walked to my side of the bed made grabby hands at me. I hurried and wrapped around him like a glove.

"Baby I didn't leave you I just had work to do and I made dinner for you" tattoo says

My cries became quieter as he kept rocking me up and down

"Da-da please don't leave me" I whine

He peeled me off him so I can meet his dark eyes with a smile in the mix

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