Daddy - M.G.C.

0.9

Frankie's P.O.V.

It was around 9:15 so I climbed out of bed and walked downstairs. Michael wasn't laying next to me and he wasn't in the living room either. I made my way into the kitchen and saw a note laying on the side. It read:
Good Morning Baby Girl

I have gone to get some coffee , stay home from school today , see you soon Love Daddy :)

I smiled as I read the note. I threw it back on the side and walked upstairs to get dressed. I walked into my room and looked into the mirror. I immediately remembered that I was wearing Michaels shirt and the words he whispered last night started playing through my head.

I smirked to myself before walking over to my closet and picking out some clothes for the day. I grabbed a white pleated skirt , a black adidas shirt , some black knee high socks and my white sneakers. I slipped off the shirt I was wearing and pulled my fresh one on. I pulled on my skirt and socks and quickly laced up my shoes before doing my hair and make up.

Just as I had finished my eyeliner the front door opened. I quickly ran down stairs. "Good Morning Daddy!" I said cheerily as I walked into the kitchen. I looked Michael up and down. He was wearing the usual black skinny jeans , a Metallica shirt , a jean jacket , some boots and a pair of sunglasses. "Good Morning baby girl." He replied walking over to me and placing a kiss on my head. "Is there anything you want to do today?"

I thought for a minute. "Can we go shopping?" Michael immediately nodded. "Sure. Just let me grab my wallet." I nodded and watched him grab his wallet off of the table. "Are we going now?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah." Michael smiled at me before walking to the front door. I followed behind him and walked out to his car. We climbed in and he turned the radio on. "What do you want to listen to?"

I shrugged. "How about Slipknot?" I shrugged once more. He grabbed a CD and put it in. Soon a very loud song came blaring out of the speakers. I looked over at Michael who was singing loudly. I shook my head before chuckling.

----skip drive---

We walked through the doors of the mall. "Where do you want to go first?" Michael asked. I shrugged. "Lets just walk around a bit and see what stores we see." "Good idea!" Michael replied. We started walking. We turned around a corner and I heard Michael mutter under his breath. "Shit." I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows. "What?" He pointed to the food court. "That is my ex girlfriend Abigail."

I saw a girl with blonde hair sat at a table eating some food. "Yeah and?" I asked. He looked at me. "I was bragging to her about my new girlfriend. About how pretty she was." I looked at him ,confused. "My new girlfriend was your mum and now we have broken up.Shit she is looking at us." I took a deep breath in and turned around.

Abigail was staring at us. I gave a slight wave and she pushed her chair out and started to walk towards us. "Why did you do that?!" Michael whisper-yelled. I shook my head. "Don't worry. I got this." I quickly grabbed Michael's hand. He looked at me sternly before looking at Abigail. "Oh hello Michael!" She said with a squeaky voice. "Who is this?" She asked gesturing to me.

Michael looked at me and I gave him a slight nod. "This is my girlfriend Frankie." Abigail looked confused. "She is a bit young don't you think?" Michael shook his head. "She is just right." "How old are you?" She asked looking at me. "I am 18." I lied. Abigail sighed and put her hands on her hips. "Michael you look very nervous." Michael shook his head quickly. "I'm not nervous."

Abigail tutted. "You honestly don't look very believing as couple." I looked at my feet. "What can we do to convince you?" Michael asked shakily. "Maybe you should kiss." I looked up at Michael. I started to shake my head but Michael cut me off. "Okay. " Abigail raised her eyebrows and I looked at Michael with wide eyes.

"Please." He mouthed to me. "Okay." I mouthed back. He slowly started to lean forward and so did I. Before I knew it Michael's lips touched mine. They started to move in sync. Michael hummed and I quickly pulled away. We both looked back at Abigail who was staring at us. "See , we are a couple." Michael replied. "Now you have you proof , you can leave us alone." I snapped. Abigail scoffed before turning and walking a different way.

I looked back up at Michael. He was staring at me. "That was.." "Good." I interrupted him. "Should we just go home?" He asked. I nodded and he quickly pulled me outside , still holding tightly onto my hand. We climbed into the car and he drove home in silence.

---skip drive---

When we got in there was a letter on the floor by the door. I picked it up and saw that it had Michael's name on it. "Daddy , there is a letter for you." I said , handing it to him. "Thanks." He replied taking the letter from me. I watched him rip it open and read it. He grabbed a pen and wrote on one piece of paper and then he threw the other one on the table.

I watched him slip the piece of paper he had signed , back in the envelope. He sealed it and threw it on the table. "What were they?" "They were the papers for the house and uh for me to be your stepfather." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why did you only sign one of them?" Michael looked at me.

"I only signed one because I didn't want to sign the other one." "Well what one did you sign?" Michael looked me dead in the eyes. "I signed the one to say that the house was mine." I stared at him in disbelief. "So you don't want to be my stepfather." I nodded. " I understand." I turned away from him and let a tear slip down my cheek.

Michael placed his hand on my shoulder and turned me back around so I was facing him. "I want to be your father Frankie." I put my hands on my head. "Then why didn't you sign the fucking papers!?" I yelled at him. Michael leant back a bit. "I didn't sign them because if I was your step- father...It would be wrong for me to do this." Michael grabbed my head and smashed his lips into mine.