It wasn't often that you were willing to leave the apartment. You had everything you needed right there. Lots of room to play and all of your toys, the kitchen and your comfort.
When you thought about it, you hadn't really ever left the apartment by yourself unless it was to go to the park with your nona or to run errands with her during the daytime when your dada wasn't home or was held up in his office on business. So when it was time for you to be a big girl, even for an hour, you didn't think that you were ready.
The sound of the telephone rang through the apartment, making you furrow your little eyebrows as you played on the living room floor with your dolls, getting up from the fluffy rug in front of the fireplace to answer it. It was your nonas only day off during the week, so she wasn't there for you to fall back on when you needed help.
A little sigh leaving your mouth, you took the phone from its place and answered it, standing there in your little skirt and sparkly tights.
"Hello?"
All you could hear was an irritated sigh leaving his mouth from the other end of the phone, like he was reluctant to tell you what he was about to but it was his only choice.
"Doll" He spoke to you lowly, like he was somewhere he didn't want anyone overhearing the conversation. "I need you to come down to the police station, alright?"
"The police?" You breathed out, unsure if you were hearing him right. "Why?"
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"I can't tell you that right now, baby" He told you firmly. "I just need you to come down here. Bring some cash, you know where daddy puts it"
"I can't..." You answered him in a small voice, trailing off into a silence as you eyed up the apartment door, imagining how scary it would be to step outside of it all by yourself without anyone with you. "Should I call nona?"
"I tried her already" He scoffed impatiently, getting loud with you .
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"It's not in her fucking job description to bail her employer out, little girl. All I need you to do is come down here, sigh a fucking form and hand over the money. Is that too much to ask for? Whenever you want something, I get it for you. I keep a roof over your head and put food in your belly. I expect you to help me out when it comes down to it. Now get your little ass down here"
Thinking about it, there were so many things for you to consider. What if a strange man approached you? what if you got lost or couldn't find your way around the city because you had never had to explore it by yourself before? or what if it was just too much for you and then everything came caving in, making it hard for you to breathe or causing you to have a meltdown in the middle of the street?
"I don't think I can" You answered him quietly. "It's too scary, dada. There's too much out there"
"Come on, baby" The tone in his voice softened suddenly, like he knew the only way to get you down to that police station was to coax you into it.
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"Be my brave girl, hm? I need you right now. Don't let me down"
"I have to be daddy's brave girl!" You psyched yourself up for it, whispering the words to yourself as you put down the phone before you could even say anything else, forgetting that he was on the other end but you couldn't remember the number for the police station and you didn't know how to find it.
Taking your little bag pack from the hallway, you put it around your little shoulders, tying your shoes, determined to get to the police station by any means, even if it meant a creepy person approaching you or getting run over by a car on the way there.
