Frozen (Z.M Book 4, Short story)

Chapter 3

"Ally?" I raise my eyebrow at her.

She makes an 'O' shape out of her mouth before taking her elbows off the table simling as Waliyha gestures to the chicken.

"Is dad still against you and James dating?" I questions Waliyh as she cuts Allisons meat.

James and her exchange glances.

"He's still the same." Waliyha murmurs dispirtedly.

"Maybe you should convert James." I smirk at him.

"I don't know anything about muslims but you guys don't eat pork, right?" James questions in confusion.

Waliyha nods. "Dad's just being annoying. Ever since I told him about James he's being a dick."

"Yaser is just following the tradition. Because I ended up fucking up-"

"Stop swearing around Allison!" Waliyha scowls as she covers Allison's ears.

"Ever since I messed up." I pause and pull a face at Waliyha. "Dad is kind of looking at you and Safaa to make him proud." I say as I grab the wine from the middle of the table. "So ha-ha." I tease.

Allison giggles.

"What do we say before we eat?" I question her, raising my eyebrow.

"Bismillah!" She yells cheerfully and Waliyha smiles at her.

"What the fuck does that mean?" James frowns confused.

"Stop!" Waliyha scowls.

I look at Allison. "Ally, why don't you go high five his face again?"

Allison slaps my face and points her tiny finger at me as I gape at her. "Ally?"

"No Daddy! Naughty!" Allison says.

Waliyha and James laughs as I stare confused at my daughter who just . . . slapped me?

"Ally, do you want to stay at Aunty Waliyha's house tonight?" Waliyha questions her before shoving a chicken piece in her mouth.

Allison gasps before facing me.

I wipe my mouth. "You can go, Ally."

Maybe then I can have time to myself for once.

"Good, we'll get your clothes ready and you can come to my house." Waliyha smiles.

"And I can teach you how to slap daddy too." James adds before I throw my napkin at him.

"Fuc-" I stop myself as Waliyha raises an eyebrow at me. "Fun. Sounds like so much fun." I say gingerly before taking a mouthful of food.

"Sure you were going to say that." Waliyha says.

Once everyone had finished dinner, Waliyha and I went upstairs with Allison to pack some of her stuff away. I'm not sure how long she's going to stay, but knowing Ally and her adventurous ways, she's going to need more than two change of clothes.

I grab Allisons brush and look at all the loose hair in it. Cleaning it out, I pull out the ball of hair and cringe.

"Ew look at your hair, Ally." I show it to her and she cringes too.

"What the fuck is dat Daddy?" Allison says disgusted. Waliyha and I gape at her.

"Hey!" I shake my head. "No more swearing." I chuckle as Waliyha grabs the bursh off me and hits me with it. 

"It was James' fault, he said it at the table!"

"What are you going to do when she says that to Mum or Dad! You two are so bad!" Waliyha scowls. "Come on Ally, say bye to Dad."