Family Diversions

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Vince's P.O.V.

"No that's my daddy!" Kat wailed when she saw Vince in my arms.

"Nuh uh," he hugged my neck.

"Yes he is! I want my daddy Vinny!" She screamed at him.

"He's my daddy!" Vince yelled back at her.

"Stop it you two. Kitty Kat, this is your brother, Vince. Vince, this is your sister Kat," I smiled down at them.

"Daddy Vinny, I don't want him here," she crossed her arms.

"He's staying for about a month, sweetiepie," I told her.

"No," she looked at me with a serious look.

"Kat, do not make me put you in timeout," I said strictly.

"I hate you!" She screamed and ran upstairs.

I stood there for a second.

I needed time to process this. Kat never said anything like that before. She's never said one hurtful thing to me until now. Now I'm really regretting bringing Vince here.

Kat's P.O.V.

I was packing my things into my little suitcase.

I closed the little clasps on it and snuck out. I walked to Tommy's house.

"Katherine?" Axl Rose called to me.

"What?" I huffed.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm leaving. Daddy Vinny doesn't love me anymore," I said in an angry tone.

"Wherever you're going at least let me walk you there," he said.

"I don't care," I said.

He held my hand as he walked me to Tommy's.

"Hope you two make up soon," Axl said.

"Me too. Bye, Axl," I sighed.

"Bye, sweetheart," he walked back to his house.

I opened the door and plopped onto the couch, angrily. I turned on the TV and crossed my arms.

"Oh it's okay, Tommy! It's just Kat!" Nikki called to the top of the stairs.

Tommy put down a baseball bat and Nikki put down a knife.

"What's wrong, lovebug?" Tommy sat next to me.

"I hate my daddy Vinny and he's a big buttface," I said angrily.

"Kitten...." Nikki gasped.

"Kitty Kat, why would you say something like that?" Tommy asked softly.

"Because he's mean!" I yelled at Tommy.

"Hey hey. Watch your attitude," Nikki said sternly.

"I'm going to my room," I trudged up the stairs with my suitcase.

"Kitty, did you runaway?" Tommy asked.

"Yes!" I yelled and slammed the door to my room.

Nikki's P.O.V.

"I'm gonna show her how to act," I started toward the stairs.

"Nikki, Nikki, stop," Tommy grabbed my hand.

"Why?" I glared.

"Imagine if you grew up with someone who you loved to death, then one day someone else comes in and takes all of that from you," Tommy said, holding my hands.

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