Life Can Be A Fairytale

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❤Shiloh "Shy" Brown❤

"Shiloh? YOU DIDN'T?!!!" Aijah screamed. As she picked up the white furball. I smiled.

"You like her?" I smiled. She nodded, playing with the dog.

"Of course! Who'd you steal her from?" She asked looking at the charm chain around her neck looking for her tag. I had to get the dog out her hands.

"I ain't steal shit. I bought her with my own money." I said, pretending to be offended. She sighed and reached for the puppy. She didn't even realise that she was sitting in her new car. Then she just stopped moving and turned realizing she wasn't in the Rolls anymore. she squealed when she realizing we're at her favorite restaurant.

"Is this what I think it is?" She asked with really wide eyes. I nodded and she pretended as if she was excited anymore.

"It's pretty cool." She shrugged. I laughed, I knew her way better than this she's not mad at me anymore she just wants to act tough. I pulled her up. How come I'm just now noticiing how bad she is in this dress. I mean shawty looking real tight.

"What?" She laughed nervously. I looked into her eyes, and smiled I chose the right one. She then began to play in my waves. I started to walk into the restaraunt she was quiet, I turned and saw Aijah's face she noticed me staring and started to blush. I rented the whole thing out just for us. When our waiter ran up I realized HE wasn't the WOMAN I requested. He was around our age. The waitress I chose was well in her 60s.

"Who are you?" I asked with little attitude. I didn't trust him, I trust my baby. But NOT him he could easily drug her, and when she goes to use the bathroom snatch her up. I felt Aijah squeeze my hand telling me to calm down. I looked back at her and she was only looking at me lovingly.

"I'm David, and I will be your waiter for the evening. Your original choice is in the hospital, she has Broncitis." He said, I just nodded. When he led us to our table I had Aijah walk in front of me. I have my reasons, Plus I get the best view in the room.

"Here's your table." He turned and stared at Aijah, and she completely ignored him. It made me snicker, young dude gave me a glare.

"Shy, you okay?" Aijah, said. I looked at her and nodded. Davis started to look really scared. I owned the streets and this nigga. He looked at Aijah with much more fear. Everyone knows this angel, as the devil in a dress, just cause she's Sims daughter, when she's really the total opposite.

"I'm cool, but Darnell don't look too good." I said, she smirked. Young dude just stood there looking crazy. Aijah felt bad for him I saw it on her face. I cleared my throat, letting him know I had enough of his fear of us.

"Umm...W-What, What would you like to drink?" He asked with a little hint of fear still lingering in his voice. I couldn't help but a little amused by his fear. I chuckled lightly. It was when Aijah kicked me, like a I was a damn soccer ball. I didn't react on impact but that tiny smile on her face proved that she knew damn well that shit hurt. I smacked my lips and, sat back in my seat.

"I would like the homemade strawberry lemonade." She ordered, with an innocent smile. If I didn't love her. Shit would've popped off.

"Okay, and for you Sir?" He said, not making any type of eye contact with me I chuckled. This nigga really just called me sir. Do I look like my father to him. Aijah just, looked at him with a sympathetic look in her eyes.

"Jack Dan-SHIT!!!" I yelled out in pure pain. Aijah kicked me again in the same exact spot. I swear if I'm bruised. I glared at her.

"Get him a Coke with a JD shot." she ordered for me. I was gonna say that. You know minus the Coke and the Jack Daniels being in a shot glass. The dumbass waiter stood there, waiting for the return of Jason.