Psycho

(fourteen)- Em's PoV

3 days later****

"Em, grab your bag. Let's not start out today with an argument. Can you please just be good?"

I grabbed my suitcase and hmphed.

"Don't make me beat your ass" daddy said as I walked past him

We were leaving disney and heading back home. He still was in the process of securing the house in Illinois. Final paperwork and payments.

I was excited to see Lucy, I missed her. And sam was excited to get away from Damon and I

"I want coffee" I whined.

"I want a little girl that listens."

"Gimme coffee and I'll listen. Win win." I smiled as we all got on the elevator.

"I'm not rewarding you for being a brat. That's not how it works"

"But-"

"Shh. No talking." He silenced me.

I pouted and looked at sam and waved.
He waved back.

"I can't do this!!" I yelled. "Daddy I need to talk."

Sam just laughed and daddy shook his head.

"You're gonna be the death of me." Daddy kissed my forehead.

"Can we please get coffee?"

The elevator dinged and we got off.

"No, now stop asking." Daddy said walking over to a black car. "Get in. Buckle."

He took my suitcase and put it in the trunk with his. Daddy got in next to me, then sam next to him. The driver made sure we were all in before driving off.

"Daddy" I whispered.

"Emalynne" he whispered back.

"Am I annoying you?"

"Yes."

"On a scale of 1-10 how bad?" I giggled.

"Let's just say I wanna benadryl you so bad." He kissed my nose.

"That's not very nice"

"I never claimed to be nice."

"I just want loves" I whined. He scooted me closer to him and wrapped his arm around me. 

I smiled and cuddled into him.

"Sam I'm gonna find you a girlfriend" I said.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. Because its not fair that you're alone."

"What if I like boys" he looked at me

"Well then I'll find you a boyfriend. Do you like boys?"

"I like everyone." He shrugged.

"Well, I'll find you someone nice."

"Okay." he laughed. "They have to be nice to you too."

"Well duh."
Damon's POV

We got to the airport and got all our bags out. Flying private is so much easier.

"Up" em raised her arms.

"Can you walk up the stairs and I'll hold you on the plane? So I can get the bags in."

She whined and stomped her feet.

"You're such a brat" I picked her up. "Wrap your arms and legs around me so I can use my hands"