Daddy Knows Best

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Tyler: Desire get dressed so we can go see Santa

August: No

Tyler: Its Christmas time

August: I don't care no you aint leaving my sight. Crowded place like dat who knows wat culd happen

Tyler pov: I saw how desire smile was replaced with a frown so quickly. Ever since august been home he has been very cautious of how and where we was. He was afraid that something was going to happen to us. Which made us miss out on a lot but who can blame him? He went a whole year without us. I can see why he so paranoid. He brushed past me on the counter and walked upstairs. He was upset on how he hurt desire but it's all out of love you know. I knocked on the bedroom door and he opened it. When he saw it was me he sighed I just opened my arms and embraced my hurting husband

August: You kno dat I don't

Tyler: You're just protecting us I know. I'll go talk to her

August: nah I got dis. Jus stay here ight (kiss)

Tyler: okay

August pov: I closed da doe and walked down to ha bedroom, I pushed da doe and saw my babeh girl laying on da bed cryin ha eyes out. I rubbed my hands thru my head and sat on ha bedside

August; babeh

Desire: Leave me alone when I turn eighteen I'm going to see Santa

August: Is dat rite

Desire: it's Christmas all my friends can go see Santa. He's my friend like I thought you wuz

August: I am yo friend. Its jus dat daddy went thru some thangs

Desire: I thought you said you wuz on tour with Uncle Chris

August: (sigh) daddy gotta talk to ya bout somethangs

Desire: Will I be able to see my Santa

August: (sigh) jus listen ight come here ... you wanna hear a story

Desire: Is it a love story

August: Yeah (smile)

Desire: Ooh I wanna hear it (sits on his lap)

August: ight well wen meh and yo mama met she wuz mean to meh like real mean t

Desire: Did you give her a timeout

August: (smirk) Yea in dressing room three

Desire: Why you smirking. What happened did she have to face the wall?

August: Yup she wuz crying oh she wuz cryin.

Desire: (laughs) she a punk (laugh) not a thug like us

August: ( pound) Well she wuz mean so I wuld be able to appreciate ha love. Daddy aint tryin to be mean or nothing it jus he scared. He don't eva want to be taken away from yall dat wuz a bad very bad time fo him.

Desire: It wuz for meh to daddy (kiss) but I jus want to go see Santa and thank him

August: fo wat

Desire: last Christmas I asked him to bring you home and look (clap) you home. I missed you daddy (kiss on the cheek)

August: (tear) Okay get dressed and daddy will take ya

Desire: Okay

August; you aint goin to get dressed

Desire: I jus want to be in yo arms (smile)

August: (hug) daddy will Neva leave you again I promise (kiss) I promise


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