Daddy & The Princess || DD/LG

chapter twelve

A/N:
Thank you so much for 16K reads!! It really means a ton<33

So sorry for the delayed update...if you've read my small note you know there's some tHiNgS happening right now so it's now very easy for me to update a lot.

P.s. I have terrible internet connection here UGH

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TABITHA'S POV

I didn't mean to run away from Dante but something inside me snapped completely when I looked up from the colouring book into his empty room. I was feeling so peaceful and carefree yet the second I realised I was in a stranger's house I panicked.

I didn't want to be there anymore so I did the only thing I could think of and left out of the front door. My phone starting going crazy no later than two minutes after. I didn't dare to even look at it. I knew it was him and I knew that he rightfully wanted an explanation as to where I was.

What I didn't think at the time was how worried he must have been after coming back upstairs and finding the room empty.

After I managed to make it back home - aka after getting lost about five hundred times - I opened my phone scared about what I was going to see. Scared to see how mad he'd be.

He had called me nine times and left me thirty six messages. I didn't want to open our chat to see him yelling but I also didn't want him reporting me missing to the police or driving by my house, looking for me. When I did opened it I was surprised to see that he wasn't as mad as I'd have thought he'd be.

Yes, there were a couple messeges telling me to pick up the phone and stuff but his latest messenge caught my eye the most.

Dante: if you left because you got scared that's okay but I just want to know if you're okay
Dante: talk to me don't shut me out

I gulped, reading it over and over again. How is he so calm? If that was somebody else they've gone totally mad but no he cared to see if I was okay. He wanted me to talk about my feelings to him.

Before I went to sleep I sent him a lame ass excuse saying there was a family emergency and I was totally fine.

He was treating me so nicely, better than anyone ever has yet I was doing the exact opposite. I did feel bad and I didn't know why I was doing this but to be truthful, I didn't know what else to do.

The whole Sunday I spent lying in my bed in guilt, cuddling with Middy. I couldn't even study for school. I didn't have the energy to do anything.

The next day when Al dropped me off I ran to school, already late and got to my locker. No one was in the hallway and each door was closed.

After taking everything I needed for maths with Mr Gosling I headed towards his classroom. Unsurprisingly, the door was closed and his loud voice could be heard from inside the room. I was ready to knock when I stopped halfway with my fist near the door.

What do I say? Everyone's going to be looking at me, waiting for an explanation as to why I was late...what do I say? I can't just bust in there ten minutes late.

The truth was that Alvin had returned home very late last night which is very unlike him and I didn't notice that he hadn't woken up until I went downstairs where he waits for me every morning. When I saw he wasn't there, I rushed to his room worried sick only to find him sleeping in his bed.

The school wasn't that far from our house, I could have gone on foot but Alvin also had to leave for work and he couldn't be late one more time to his. He was there for two months only yet he had already been late three times because of me, he couldn't risk it again.