Run to You

Chapter 2

"Hey baby, it's time to wake up for school! You don't wanna be late, do you?" Daddy softly whispered, while pushing back my hair as he sat on his knees. I love daddy so much! He's a very nice daddy, he always lets me get anything I want! My papa won't buy me any of the clothes I want, he says that they are "girl clothes" and that I'm a boy and shouldn't wear those. When I ask my daddy, Mitch, he always says yes and buys me the pretty pink clothes. That's why I like him a lot more.

I don't like wearing my girl clothes at school because all of the boys laugh at me and call me names. Mr. Styles says that I have to be a big boy and ignore them, they are just immature little boys, I'm a "big boy". I don't like when both of my daddies come to pick me up from school because when the boys see them they make fun of them. They use a really bad word that Daddy told me never to say. Daddy says it's a word mean people call gay people, he said that it's a very rude and hurtful word, so I don't say it. I would never want to make my Daddy and Papa sad!

"Do you need some help with that, love?" Daddy smiled while I tried to fit my arms in my shirt. He pulled the shirt off my head, he said that my arms were in the place where I put my head. Silly me!

"Why don't you wear the new pink shirt I bought you yesterday, oh wait, maybe you could pair it with these cute overalls I got you! Wouldn't that look cute," Daddy loved to dress me up in all types of clothes. He usually dresses me in cute girly clothes because he knows how much I love them! Daddy is like a fashionista! I pulled on the cute outfit with a lot of Daddy's help. After we did that we brushed my hair quickly and helped me wash my face. We then walked down the stairs to the kitchen to the table where a plate and a pancake that looked like a monkey sat. Monkeys are m Oh no, Papa said a bad word! Daddy quickly ran into the room I was in and turned the tv off, it was not very nice of him to do that without asking me. Papa stomped into the room and sat down across from me, daddy ran to the table with a plate of pancakes in his hands and a worried look on his face. He gently put the of pancakes in front of Papa, then he ran into the kitchen to return with whipped cream, berries and syrup.

"What the fuck is he wearing?" Papa spat out, I could see all the food in his mouth, it was gross!

"W-Why do you not l-like it? I-I can change him," Daddy looked really white, almost like a ghost! Wait, did he say that he was going to make me change? I like my outfit, though!

"Fucking change him, he looks like a girl!" Papa slammed his first onto the table, his face was red like my PJ pants. Daddy quickly ran up to me taking my arm into his sweaty hands and ran pulled me back into my bedroom. Daddy sat me down on my big boy bed, with shaky hands he unbuttoned the cute overalls I had on. I quickly push his hands away, I didn't want to take off my pink shirt I loved it too much!

"Daddy, I want to keep my pretty shirt, please! It makes me feel so happy!" I told him, trying to hold back the tears that wanted to fall. Daddy immediately stopped, he looked super sad! It's like that time I saw Papa hit Daddy across the face. "I-I'm so so sorry buddy, m-maybe next time you can wear the shirt" Daddy whispered, taking off the pretty shirt and pushing away the tears on his face. He quickly put me into a new outfit, brushed my hair, then brought me downstairs. I went to the front door where my coat was waiting, I put it on with my new shoes Papa got me, and grabbed my school bag. Papa came over to the front door with his bag on his shoulders and his coffee cup in his hand.

Once we got into the car, Papa was driving all of us. Daddy was sitting in the seat beside Papa, and I was sitting in my new big boy seat! It had race cars all over it! It was so cool! When we pulled up to the parking lot Daddy got out of his seat and unbuckled me.