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Sam baby boy 17
Elijah daddy 19
Daddy parks the motorcycle on the grass i let go of him he gets off his bike and helps me off. He grabs my waist and hostiles me up on him, grinding my body on his i cover my face flustered "were in public daddy.." i mumble, he hums and moves my hands away and grabs my chin, kissing me. He groans in the kiss. i push him away, giggling. "Daddy, stop it." i pout, he smirks, and let's go of me. "You excited?" He asks, i nod my head excitedly."Yes!"
He holds my hand, and we make our way to the gate to the carnival. Daddys been planning this date for about a week when he heard there was going to be a carnival near us. I love carnivals. i flap my hands excitedly daddy too busy paying attention to the ticket man speaking. Daddy pulls my hand to the counter for the man to put a wristband on me. We leave the line. i grab daddys hand, and he gives me a firm squeeze. "Baby, you know what i told you at the house, right?" He asks, looking down at me. I nod. "u-um...stay by your side tell you if i get overwhelmed and to tell you if im getting tired." i say he hums and smiles at me. My stomach turns in nervousness. i really like daddys smile. He dont like it, though. Because it dont match what he looks like. Muscular, 6,2, tattoos on his arms, has an eyebrow pircing and lip pircing, jet black hair.
While im the complete opposite, im slim, 5'7, no tattoos or pricing, and blonde with glasses. Daddy likes my glasses, but i dont.
But anyways, I was focused on what we were currently doing. "What do you wanna do first sweetheart?" He asks i look around and gasp quietly daddy seems to nocie and looks at what in gasping about. He chuckles and shakes his head. "You wanna go on the swings baby?" He asks i nod he takes us to the line thats surprisingly isnt long. The ride ends and everyone gets off. The worker lets the next people in daddy leads the way he pulls the bar up and i sit down. He gently bukles me in trying not to pinch my arms. "Thank you" i say he hums and gets in the seat behind me.
The swings slowly start lifting up my feet dangle off the ground. I swing them smiling to myself. The ride starts going in a circular motion slowly going faster. The ride ends faster than my liking. Daddy helps me out.
We ride a bunch of rides, but my stomach starts to grumble. "Im hungry," i say. "i told you to eat at my house, baby," he tells me. While walking past the crowds, i firmly grip his hand, trying not to get lost. "You want some nachos? It doesn't look like the line is that long." He asks. i hum too busy trying to stay close to him so i dont get in peoples way. We make it to the nachos i tug on his sleeve he hums and looks down at me worriedly "yeah baby? You alright?" He asks."Can you order? i dont wanna.." i mumble "yeah baby ill order for you. " i smile, and i sigh with relief, ordering scares me. Daddy ordered nachos a lemonade and a pepsi. We sit at a table we eat in a comfortable silence until Daddy stands up. i look at him, confused. "Is it ok if i go smoke?" He asks. i hesitantly nod he walks away. I dont like when Daddy smokes. i know he can't help it. he's been smoking for 2 years, so he's probably addicted. I eat my nachos i keep my eyes down afriad ill make eye contact with a stranger.
daddy soon comes back. "Sorry baby, im back," he apologizes, putting a mint in his mouth "its ok i dont mind.." i say lying. Daddy gives me a look i quickly look away and stare at the nachos again.
Daddy sighs heavily and opens his pepsi, taking a couple of sips. I finish my nachos. Daddy throws it away for me. We walk around holding hands "weve rid almost all the rides baby you wanna go on the ferris wheel?" He asks. i nod
I feel strange. i want to go home, but dont also. Daddys seemed to notice we wait in line. The lines pretty long, Daddy pulls me close to him. i rest my head on his chest. A bunch of boys start hollering. i flinch and look behind me. They dont look old barely in the 8th grade. i stare for too long accidentally making eye contact with one of them. The boy laughs obnoxiously, hurting my ears he whispers something, and all 5 of them look at us. They have the biggest smirks on their face. I look at my feet, embarrassed. Daddy hasnt noticed since he's on his phone. One of them tap my shoulder. i ignore him, hoping he stops. I clutch the bottom of my sweater, and my hands start to shake.
"Hey, sir. Are you gay?" He asks they all start laughing. i look up at Daddy, but he still hasnt noticed. My mood starts to worsen. Im sleepy. My feet hurt some 8th graders are making fun of me while daddy pays no attention
I want to leave. i dont wanna be here anymore, but we've only been here for about 2 hours. i dont wanna waste daddys money and ruin our date night.
"Sir? Im talking to you." He laughs he smacks my shoulder, trying to get my attention. I let go of daddys hand and walked away, embarrassed i could pphear them yelling behind me. My eyes sting dont cry sam. Im going to ruin our date by being a crybaby.
I make it to the bathrooms and lock myself in a stall. I sigh shakely and wipe my eyes. I hear the bathroom door open. i tense up and stay quiet, afraid its them. I look at the feet thats outside my stall. "Sam. You alright?" Daddy asks me his tone filled with worries
"Y-yeah," i say, trying to sound sure. The door rattles, "Let me in sam. You're not alright." He orders i shakily unlock the door
He locks it behind him and pulls me in for a hug "whats wrong? Do you wanna go home?" He asks, confused i stay quiet."i-I dont know!.." i choke out afraid hes going to be mad at me. He rubs my back "baby if you dont tell me what's wrong, how am i supposed to fix it?"
"T-They were making fun of me.." i mumble sniffling."Who?" "Them boys!.." Daddy shushes me and kisses my head."Screw them, they're assholes. You want me to go beat them up for you?" He asks, i giggle and shake my head."i can, baby. im not scared to beat up some 13 year olds."
"N-no...i want you to stay with me.." i mumble, he hums, continuing to rub my back. "You want to leave? We can go to sleep at my house, baby. I think you're starting to get cranky, " he asks, scratching the back of my head. I nod my head he hums and lets go of me. He takes my glasses off and wipes my tears with his leather jackets sleeve.
He puts them back on for me and grabs my hand. we leave the bathroom and walk out of the carnival. Daddy leads the way to his motorcycle
He takes his leather jacket off and puts it on me. "Daddy, you're gonna get cold," i tell him he shakes his head. "i won't hun youre shakin" he says, as a matter of factly. I hold my body, trying to stop myself from shaking. Daddy helps me on the motorcycle. i make room for Daddy, he starts the motorcycle. i hug him tightly, afraid I'll fall and want to be as close as i can. "Hold on tight baby"
