In Your Wildest Dreams

Pt. 11. You Break Up With The Cute Guy?

Pt. 11 You Break Up With The Cute Guy?

          "Dana, please?"

         "No."

          "Pretty please?"

          "Still no."

          "Pretty please with your favorite chocolate on top?"

          "Uh-uh. Nope. Nada. Nuh-uh."

          "Pleeeeaaaasssseeee!"

          "No means no, Alyssa. You always tell me that."

        Dang it, I did. But her asking me something and me asking her something are two different things. She can be annoying with her demands.  "But Dana, if you don't come with me I can't leave the house and I really, really want to go somewhere." I got on my knees in front of her. Woah, deja vu, huh Lys? No, stay focused, and no thinking about a certain someone's big, thick..... focus! "Please, Dana. I'll do anything you want." Never a good choice of words, but, eh, she's only six. She can't think of anything that bad.

      A hand went to her chin, thinking it over, "Fine, but if you drive crazy one more time...."

      I got up, "I won't, I promise."

      She growled, "Let me finish! If you drive crazy one more time, I'm going to throw your phone in the blender. And put your underwear in the garbage disposal." She was sporting a look that said she'd pretty much do it anyways, even if I followed her demand.

      Knowing how her threats never fall through, I put my thumb up, "Got it, oh wise one. Now, go get ready. Hurry!"

       "Don't rush me, woman!"

       I pushed her out of my room, going into hers. I went to her open messy closet, searching for something for her to wear. "Dana? What do you want to wear? Any preferences?"

         She sat on her bed, "That red dress, the one with the panda. And can you do that braided twist in my hair or the bow.."

      I handed her the clothes and waited for her to change before asking, "Which one? The bow or the twist?" She stood in front of me as I started attacking her hair.

       She seemed to be thinking, but I already knew her answer, "The bow, definitely the bow." I nodded and went to work on her hair. I left two pieces of hair to hang on the sides of her face and left some straight in the back. Making a bow in her hair was easy and I was soon done. "Thanks, Lyssa."

         "Yep, now let's go." I grabbed her hand and pulled her out of her room. I practically yanked her out of the house and into my car.

       "Wait! What am I going to do?" She had her arms crossed.

         "He has a younger brother. Mike, he's like eight or something. You can play with him, if you want. You could also stay with me, you know."

        "If he's not fun, I'll stay with you. He better be nice to me, Alyssa, or I'll—"

        "Of course, babe. If he says one mean thing to you I'll set him straight and you can hit him." Dana was fine after that. I pulled into Tyler's driveway a few minutes later. It seems as I'm always over here. That's because you are, babe. Shut up!

       I got out and opened the door for Dana, leading her up to the house after locking my car. I didn't even need to knock on the door for it to open. Mike was standing in front of the door with a huge smile in place. Well, damn.