My Little Girl 2 // alternative story

Chapter 9

Peyton's POV

The officer that took me away from daddy drove me to uncle Merles house, I was crying the whole way. I want my daddy.

"Why did you take my daddy?" I ask sniffling

"Because your daddy is a bad man" the officer replied.

What? Daddy's not a bad man!! Daddy's the best. "You're a liar!! No one likes liars" I yell at him.

"Sweetheart, you don't have to be scared anymore" he replies.

"I'm not scared of my daddy! Why are you so stupid!" I cry.

The officer ignores me and soon we parked in front of uncle Merles house and the officer helped me out of the car and tried to pick me up but I ran away from him and towards uncle Merle who had just walked out and looked confused.

He caught me as I jumped in his arms and buried my head in his neck and cried loudly. "Hey hey.. What happened?" Uncle Merle asked.

"Th-they took my d-daddy" I cry and hang on to him tightly.

"What?!" Uncle Merle practically shouted.

The officer arrived beside us and sighed. "The father of this child has been taken into custody on an account of assumable child abuse.. You were the closest we could find to bring her to besides her mother who is apparently out of the state right now" the officer stated.

"Child abuse?!" Uncle Merle asks

"Yes sir.. Hit her with a beer bottle" the officer announced.

I cried louder into uncle Merles shoulder. Daddy was in trouble all because of me. "He didn't mean to" I mumbled sadly.

"Here that? The kid said he didn't mean to.. Why's he in jail?" Uncle Merle argued.

"How do we know he didn't train her to say that?" The officer argued back.

"Because I know my brother! He wouldn't ever hurt this kid.. She's his world"

"Well it's going to court so if you want to be a witness or help him then I'll need your name and number" the officer says pulling out a notepad.

"I hate you!" I shout at the officer but he ignores me

Uncle Merle gives the police officer his information and he tells us that we can't see daddy until tomorrow when the jail has visiting hours. He said I probably won't be able to see daddy very long, only an hour or so and it has to be supervised...This is stupid!! I want my daddy.

"I want daddy" I cried into uncle Merles shoulder.

"I know.. We're gonna make sure he gets outta there ok?"

I nod my head but more tears fall. I hope this court date is soon because I miss daddy already.

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Daryl's POV

Sitting in this jail cell isn't how I wanted to spend my night. It's bullshit. I would never hurt my daughter and now I'm in jail and have the possibility of losing her.

The officer said I would get to see her tomorrow but only for an hour, and in a room where two other officers will be. It's bullshit. It's all fucking bullshit.

The guy that I'm sharing a cell with reeks of alcohol and it makes me want to gag.

"Aye" he slurs, trying to get my attention.