What Happened to the Good Boy? (What Happened Series #2) *completed*

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Jaydeth's POV

I don't know what I was expecting. But a weight on my chest had lifted. I don't know what Ronny said that made it move. I don't know why it moved only that I could breathe. I could feel the headache forming slowly ease as I sat there longer and longer until the letter had a large spot wear my tears hit its corner. 

I wasn't in pain though. I wasn't crying out of anger or sadness. I was crying in relief. This whole time I just wanted one last thing about Ronny. One last thing to present itself. Sure enough hear it is. 

A knock hit my door and the air around me changed to one of restless contempt. Wiping my eyes I set the letter folded on my table behind the lamp cleared my throat and yelled come in. The door handled turned and slowly the silhouette of my daddy peaked through.

"Are you ok, Jaydeth?" Came his quite voice and I didn't speak. He stepped in and slowly closed the door while glancing at me. "Jaydeth?" He asked again and I couldn't get the words out. A laughing scoff/ cry left my throat. He approached me and quickly wrapped his arms around me sitting on the edge of my bed. Instantly I melted into his hold. Wrapping my arms around him I let him comb his fingers in my hair and whisper words of calm reassurance. I pushed him away a little after he wiped my eyes. "Tell me baby, what's wrong? The same thing or something else? This time seems different. Did you take something again?" He fired off and I quickly shook my head. 

"No daddy, I just feel better. A lot better." I glanced at the note unintentionally and the envelope showed on the top. My name still present. Daddy's head snapped over to look at me after looking closely at it. His face filled with agony before pulling us down together on the bed facing one another. His hands grasped mine and he spoke. 

"Oh Jaydeth I'm so sorry." He said and I felt like there was more to that apology than just Ronny. 

"I know." I whispered my head wresting under his chin.  I didn't know but for his sake I would just let it go.

"Would you like to talk about it." He said and I shook my head scooting closer and pulling him to me for another hug. It felt really good to just have him here. I'm worried he's gonna leave again. 

"When do you go back to work?" I asked quietly and he tensed. I tried not to feel angry I knew he would be going back but still I didn't want to see him go right now again. 

"Dad didn't tell you?" He said and I looked up at him while pulling away some. 

"Tell me what?" I asked and he relaxed a bit.

"Your father and I argued about some things and I realized how naïve I've been. How dumb I've become. I resigned from my position and am gonna focus on us." He said and I looked at him surprised. "All three of us." He said smiling a little. My body moved on its own and I was hugging him impossibly tighter than before. 

I don't know how long we sat there but he didn't pull away. I turned my head and laid it on his shoulder looking up at the ceiling I spoke quietly. "I trust you Ronny." I said and daddy sighed before his hand reached up to brush my hair down and I don't remember much. All I know is I slept soundly for the first time in weeks.

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I woke to the sound of the vacuum down stairs. My tired eyes blinked slowly and a deep yawn pushed up my chest. Stretching I leaned up and rubbed my face. Looking over at the table I pulled my phone into my lap. It was the weekend so I wasn't worried about that but checking the time I almost coughed. 5:45 in the afternoon. The next day. I slept for like 24 hours. Man I must have been tired.

Getting up I went and took a quick shower before changing grabbing my phone off the charger and headed down stairs. I paused as a loud thump sounded behind me. Turning I went to head down the hall but a voice stopped me.