Once An Angel

::Literal Daddy::

{°Edited°}
::Sin's POV::

The thought of going to dinner with Davina is making my head spin. I'm scared she'll say no, but I'm also scared of what will happen if she says yes. This girl is making me sound soft and weak.
My phone goes off, making my heart stop for a second. I loom down to see that Davina has finally texted me. And by finally I mean it's been two hours, but its felt like more because of my nerves.
Davina:: I'll come. When?
Grinning I text her back saying that I'll pick her up at eight. I understand that this could be the stupidest thing ever of me to do, but something about this girl intrigues me. Something about her....I don't even know how to explain it. I've never been so interested in leaning about a person.
Only problem is now that I don't even know any restaurants in this damn town. There are very few and I only remember going to one as a child. I don't want to go there, because it'll bring back horrid memories and put me in a bad mood.
Why am I acting like this is some date? I don't know. Do I wish this was? I don't know that either. If she was of age would I wish for other things to happen after dinner? Hell yes.
I'm loosing my mind.
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::Davina's POV::

I snatch my phone away from princess, scared of what she has done, because of her evil smile. She's always pushing me to go out of my comfort zone, but for some reason I think whatever she's done is too far.
She texted him. She fucking texted him! Excuse my language! I throw my phone on my bed, running my hands nervously through my hair. I can't believe she did this.
"Why!?" I nearly yell. She smirks, getting up and taking her wet hair down.
"Cause you need to get out of this house for a little bit without the protective wing of your brother. I understand that it's not my place to do what I just did, but I have a feeling you'll be thanking me soon enough," she says. Again, I hate when she's right. I hardly get out of the house without Xavier.
"Okay, but what are we supposed to tell my brother? I can't exactly tell him I'm going out to have dinner with an older man!" I say. She flips her hair, slashing some water on my face.
"Leave that to me."
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I study myself in the mirror, not sure how I feel about the dress Princess put me in. I know it's in my closet, but I've never actually worn it cause I wasn't sure how I liked the length in the front and back. It's not tight, so you can't tell how small my boobs are or now small my ass is.
"You look smoking hot," Princess says as she hands me a necklace. "This way if you two just go somewhere casual, your jest casual; if not, at least you're wearing a dress." I nod, taking a deep breath. The sound of someone pulling up in front of the house makes me tense. How is it already eight!?
I grab my purse and phone from the bed. "Do you remember our story?" Princess asks before I can walk out of my room. I nod, more anxious than ever.
We jog down the stairs, slowing down towards the end to see if my brother and Lively are down here. "Hey," Lively says. Her brows raise in surprise as she sees my clothes. "You guys going out?" She asks, getting Xavier's attention.
"Where are you two going? What time will you be back? Do you have your pepper spray and pocket knives?" He asks, bombarding us with questions.
"We're just going out to dinner. I'll have her home by twelve or earlier. And yes, we have our weapons," she says. He looks at me for confirmation. I nod, avoiding eye contact.
"Okay, you two have a good time then." I'm surprised he let us go so easily, but don't push it. Princess opens the front door for me and stops.
"And it's my turn. You have all your weapons right?" She asks. I chuckle, nodding. She sighs and let's me go. Sin rolls down the passengers window to see me.
"Hello," he says, grinning. He's so handsome. He unlocks the door. I get in and buckle myself, my movements hesitantly and tense. "You don't have to be nervous. I'm not going to hurt you," he says with a chuckle once he starts driving away.
"I know," I say, taking a deep breath.
"I don't know any places around here, so I hope where I'm taking us will be fine," he says. I can tell by his expression he's nervous as well. I wonder why.
"Whatever is fine."
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Sin sits across from me in the booth. I can't remember the last time I went to a McDonalds. I think it was with my dad, but my memory is foggy right now due to my nerves.
"So, you've lived here your whole life?" He asks. I nod, pressing my lips into a line. "Do you plan on ever moving out?" He asks.
"It would be nice to, but I don't think I could leave my brother even if he has his girlfriend," I tell him. "Why did you move?" I ask, finding the courage to ask a question.
"Business," he says. Something about how he answered it makes me not want to push the subject, but I can't help myself.
"What business are you involved in?" He bites his bottom lip.
"I own a shipment company, nothing you would have ever heard of. And I own a mechanic shop in LA," he answers. I can tell he's very hard working.
"Sounds like you're always busy," I point out. He nods in agreement. "Other than work, what do you like to do?" I ask, admiring his hands. It sounds weird, but the art on them is beautiful.
"Shopping for tutus and stuffed animals," he says. My expression goes blank due to confusion. He laughs at my expression. "I have a four year old daughter."
"Oh," I say, shocked. Princess has said he was daddy material, I highly doubt she meant it like this; he's an literal daddy. "What's her name?"
"Emilia, but we call her Emmy. She's wonderful," he says. The way his eyes light up while talking about his daughter is the cutest thing I've ever seen.
"Tell me about her," I say. Truth be told, I just want that spark in his eyes to stay a little longer.
"She's the best thing that has ever happened to me and is absolutely beautiful. Somehow, she's incredibly smart for her age and just an all around angel. I sure as hell don't deserve to be her father," he tells me.
I can't help, but smile at him. "And why do do you say that?" I ask. He looks down, tapping his knuckles against the table.
"Cause I'm not a good person." My smile fades. "I've made so many mistakes in my life that I don't deserve something as great as her."
"Everyone makes mistakes and no one is perfect. And even if you're the worst person in the world, that doesnt mean you don't deserve your little slice of happiness."

AN: I really liked this chapter. How do you guys feel about him having a daughter?? Please go check our my new story Black Roses!! Comment, vote, and share!! Believe in yourself -Vaeh