Without You Is How I Disappear

Daddy, you can be a moff

{Still Gee's P.O.V}

>>Two years have flown by.<<

Bee was getting older and it was time she had her own bedroom now.

Lyn-z and I have been discussing it for weeks, planning it out. We've thought about where her bed would go and all her toys.

When we bought the house, it had three bedrooms and was a basic one-story. The front door opened up into the living room and kitchen. From there, the rest of the rooms kind of filled round the back. There was a small hallway just off the end of the kitchen which led to a spair room.

That was going to be Bandit's room.

Our's is just a few meters away. Make an 'L' shaped path from Bee, and your there. It was simple which is what we wanted.

"Bee, come on. Me and mommy have got some shopping to do." I called to Bandit as she sat on the sofa watching some new cartoon.

"No." She called back.

"No?" I said in a questionable way.

"Bandit, we do as we're told. Come on, turn of the telly!" Lyn-z said losing patients as we both made our way over to the door.

She nealt up on the sofa to us, turning her back to T.V.

Lyn-z widened her eyes patronising Bee.

"One. . ." Lyn-z said slowly. Bee, just stayed where she was.

"Two. . ." The eyes widened even more and the counting was getting louder.

"Two and a half. . ."

Bee shot up and started to sobb as she jumped off the sofa, ran to click the off button on the t.v then made her way over to me.

"Thank you!" Lyn-z said continueing that same voice. As she opened the front door and made her way to the car.

Bandit clung to my leg holding it tight. Her sobbing was quiet but still I noticed. I leant down to her height as I brought my leg over the threshold of the door making sure she was following me. She was holding the giraffe Mikey gave her. It's official that, that was her favourite toy. She named it Harry. I locked the door behind us before reaching over and picking Bee up and placing her over my side.

"Daddy," she whimpered in my ear.

"Yes Bandit." I replied knowing what was coming next.

"I'm very sorry." She whimpered again sniffling her nose as we walked down the concrete slabs that lead us to the car parked on the curb.

"That's okay Bee" I said kissing her forehead. "But, when mommy or me ask you or tell you to do something, you should do it without mommy counting to three. Are you going to tell mommy you're sorry?"

She nodded viciously.

"Good girl Bandit!" I said kissing her again. "I don't think we'll be too long out."

I opened Bee's car door and put her down so she got into her car seat.

"I can do it daddy look, all by myself!" She was proud that she managed to buckle the seat belt with out help. I was too.

"That's great Bee really, but what were you going to tell mommy?" I whispered into her ear.

She smiled at me and waited till I was in the drivers seat.

"I'm sorry mommy." She said softly.

"That's okay Bee. But what should you do?" She replied calmly.