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"PAPA!" Nichole shouts running into her grandfather's open arms. he picks her up and throws her up in the air to catch her again. I hold back from scolding him for throwing my baby in the air and instead went and gave him a hug.
He puts Nichole down and gives Nicholai a hug before whispering something in his ear, amusement heavy in his eyes. I don't think Nicholai found it amusing by the way he clenches his jaw but that ain't none of my business.
"What are you wearing" Pa asks stepping back and frowning at his son's outfit.
"I know I taught my son how to dress before sending him out to the world."
"That's exactly what I was saying" I agreed with Pa a victory smirk forming on my lips.
Nicholai rolled his eyes before taking his and Nichole's stuff upstairs.
I know the fuck he didn't.
I knew he was going to come back and get my bags but just to make him upset I asked Pa to take my bags upstairs and he did.
Me and Pa be scheming. Nicholai saw Pa holding my bags and his jaw immediately clenched before he snatched them from his hands making us chuckle.
"Big baby" I mumbled under my breath before following after him. We make it to the room and he stomps around, putting my stuff in the drawers with a scowl on his face.
I sit on the bed letting him do what he does. When he's done, he stops in front of me and I crane my neck to look up at him.
I run my thumb over his eyebrows, they are so full and perfect. I love them.
A/N: I love my girlfriend's eyebrows so much; I would insert a picture but..no
"Have you ever tried anal" He questioned randomly. I don't know why he asks me about my past sexual escapades but gets mad when I answer truthfully.
"No have you"
"Yes"
"Ew" I whisper feeling the jet lag start to hit.
"Are you tired" He questions standing straight and stretching before grabbing the TV remote.
I don't respond to him, but I do start to undress as I walk towards the bathroom. I turn the shower on, loving how it doesn't take five minutes to get hot.
I step into the shower, feeling the steaming hot water hit my skin like needles. I hate his water pressure.
I told him to get a head with a filter and different pressures but he ignored my "nonsense" as he likes to call it.
"NICHOLAI" I scream for Nicholai because I forgot my sugar scrubs. The door burst open and I turn towards the door seeing him looking for me frantically.
"Nicholai, what's-" I start to question but he cuts me off by pulling me out the shower. My brain is fogged with overwhelming confusion as he throws a towel at me and starts practically breaking drawers to find clothes.
Nicholai is a calm person so to see him like this was more than alarming.
he threw me some undergarments and some clothes. I didn't question him as I put on the clothes he threw at me. It didn't seem like a good time to talk to him but I was scared.
"Nic-"
"Dad took Nichole, hurry up" he snaps as I struggle to get my foot in the jeans he gave me. There were a million rips in them and my foot kept getting caught.
He started throwing shit everywhere looking for something. Seeing the rush we seemed to be in, I said fuck the bra and just slid on the green shirt. My heart was thumping in my ears as I slid the shirt on quickly. he mumbled curses as he gave up looking for whatever it was he was previously looking for.
"Come," he says leaving the room and I follow behind him quickly. In silence we get to the garage, getting in the all-black Nissan Altima. It's the most basic car in the garage full of cars.
The first 30 minutes of the ride were tense and quiet, Nicholai had a terrible sense of direction, yet he never once turned on the GPS. Nonetheless, I kept quiet, not questioning him on whether or not he knew where he was going.
But now, I was getting nervous, the reality of what happened is settling in. I don't know where my baby is, or where she's going for that matter. I trust Pa will do everything in his will to keep her safe, but I need to know where she is.
"Where are we going Nicholai," I ask, a hint of fear and uncertainty in my tone.
"Away" he responds sharply not breaking his staring contest with the empty street ahead of us.
"Away where"
..
He doesn't respond so I move on to the next question.
"Where is Nichole"
"Away"
"What the fuck do you mean away? this is our child were talking about. I need to know where she is, tell me where she is" There goes my composure.
"She's safe, away from here" He finally takes a quick look at my face, his expression doing nothing to hint at his internal emotions.
"Tell me where my daughter is Nicholai."
"I don't know" he mumbles but I hear him loud and damn clear.
"You what, speak up" I say calmly my face tightening with the anger I was about to unleash on this man.
"I don't fucking kn-" before he can finish snapping on me, I'm going off.
"You don't fucking know?! Were in a dangerous situation, so dangerous that you frantically dragged me out of the fucking shower and rushed me out of the house and you don't know where my baby is. She is your fucking daughter for god's sake, she should be your top priority, above me, above Pa, above all Nicholai."
"It wouldn't have been safe for us to know where Pa was taking her"
"Oh! but not knowing where she is would be the safer option. What if Pa gets hurt and can't protect her? I can't lose our baby; I can't lose my baby again Nicholai." I stare at his side profile as he stares at the road, getting quiet. I doubt he's even breathing right now.
He turns his head to look at me before he clenches his jaw and turns his head back to the road. My throat burns, as I struggle to swallow the lump of steel air in my throat. My eyes prick with salty tears, but I blink them away.
I sigh out a breath of air, staring out the window trying not to imagine all the terrible ways I could lose my daughter. Shell be okay, Nicholai wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. I have to trust him; I can do that.
