Chapter 20

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Miko P.O.V. 21st

"I want to go clubbing," I said excitedly looking at Daddy, "Can we go?" "You won't be able to drink anything with alcohol in it. You will also need to stay near me." He answered. "What the place called and when are they open?" Lucas asked laughing at my pouting face. "Color-strips and they open up around 7 pm and close around 2 am." Daddy answered. 

"So I can't have any fun is what you are saying?" I asked hoping he'd give in. "Non-alcohol drinks, yes," I whined pouting my lip. "But the whole point of going clubbing is to get drunk or hookup with someone. I already have some for the later and I have a fake ID for a reason."

"You're going to give that to me. You don't need one. You're too young to be drinking." Daddy order playing with my hair. "But it's mine. I need it." I argued pushing his hand away like a bratty child.  

"Ooo, you did not just push away your Daddy," I heard Lucas gasp out dramatically. I yelped biting my lip feeling the sting on my thigh. "You gonna argue with me again?" He asked rubbing where he had slapped. "No, Daddy," I answered. "Are you going to push my hand away again?"

"No, Daddy," I played with the end of my shirt. He kissed the top of my head. "I love you, baby boy," He said. "I love you too, Daddy," I smiled looking up at him. "See. I miss having someone." Lucas said looking over at us. 

"Come here, I will give you all the love until you get someone," I said reaching my arms out to him. Lucas laughed leaning forward to hug me. I pulled him over so he was laying on top of Daddy with me. "Yes, all the love," he laughed. sooner or later I and Lucas fell asleep. 

Time Skip

I opened my eyes feeling wet kisses and nibbles against my neck. I turned my head to look at Daddy, "Yes?" I asked yawning. "If you two still want to go to Color-strips you're gonna need to wake up and get ready." He said playing with my hair which was making my eyes heavy again. 

"What time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes. "It 6ish. I think," He answered. "Okay, Lucas!" I yelled making Lucas joint up and look around quickly. I laughed as Lucas gave me a murderous glare. "We need to get ready if we're gonna go to Color-strips," I said as Lucas sat up stretching his arms yawning while scratching his head. 

"What time is it?" He asked as I sat up cracking my back as I turned to the side. "It's-" I stopped pulling my phone out to check the time, "It's 6:13 pm." 

"Dang we slept for almost 3 hours," Lucas mumbled. "We're gonna go to my house and get ready cause we're going to Color-strips with Daddy," I said standing up cracking my back again. "Okay," Lucas stood waving bye to Daddy as I kissed his cheek. "See you later, Daddy, I'll text you when we get back home," I said grabbing my keys from the coffee table. 

We drove home walking into the house and up to my room. The house was empty besides Marcus, Spice, and Skittles who were walking around the house. I opened the back door Marcus running outside as Skittles stared out the open door. 

I walked to my room Lucas already in there going through my closet. "I'm picking out your outfit you pick out mine?" I asked walking over to the closet to look through it with him. "Yes, You have great style," Lucas said pulling black jeans out, putting them back grabbing a pair of whitewashed ripped jeans. 

I grabbed the black skinny starting to look through my shirts. I grabbed a pink sweater looking at it for a sec before putting it back. I stared into my closet thinking of the clothes I had in there. I got excited pushing all the clothes to the left of the closet revealing an old black sweater with a little red rose on it. 

"I forgot about this sweater," I said to myself. I held it up to see it on Lucas. "That's a crop top," Lucas laughed. "I need shoes and your outfit is done," I said throwing the clothes onto the bed looking at my shoe rack. I grabbed some regular converse looking at them thinking how it would look. I put them back grabbing the white pair I had seen the red rose that I had Ironed on. 

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