Her Touch [Completed]

Sixteen

WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

"Daddy! Why do I have to go with you!"

"Because I said so! I'm not letting you stay here by yourself."

I watched as he was grabbing his keys, pacing around the kitchen in a quick motion as if he was looking for something.

I crossed my arms and watched him for a moment. "Caleb is here."

He stops what he was doing then looks over at me. "I'm not letting your fifteen year old brother watch you, now come on!" He walks to me before picking me up and carrying me to the front door.

I look to see us walking towards his truck then he opened the driver door and placed me in the seat. I crawled over the middle console then sat in the passenger seat.

After he got in, he told me to put my seat belt on as I did the same. We left the driveway a few moments later and I looked out the window, wondering where we were going.

"Where we going?" I look over at him.

He looks at the road then glances at me. "I have to go do business with a friend."

"What business?"

Even though I'm ten years old, I know my dad is a drug addict. I've heard mom and him fight plenty of times because of it and I've seen the difference when he's on drugs to when he's not.

"Just some business. He has a son, who is fourteen but I don't think he would mind watching you while I talk with his dad."

I look out the window as I watched the trees go by. I really wish mom was home and not working, then I wouldn't have to come with him in the first place.

After around twenty minutes, he pulls up at this house before turning the truck off. He gets out then tells me to climb over, and I do what he says before he lifts me up and sets me on the ground.

He shuts the truck door then grabs my hand and we walk up to the house in front of us. I look up at it as we stop at the door and he knocks.

I look around before seeing him smile down at me before the front door opened. There was a man, who looked terrible. He was wearing a shirt that had holes in it, with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and he looked as if he didn't take a shower in weeks.

"Landon, come in buddy." The man looks down at me and smiles. "Well hey there beautiful."

I clinged onto my dads arm as we walked into the house, which smelled horrible. It was the worst smell I could imagine and I quickly covered my mouth as we walked into the living room.

"Where's your boy at?" My dad asked.

The man pointed upstairs. "Up in his room with his friends."

"You think he'll watch her while we talk?"

The man looks at me then nods. "Of course. Josh!"

After a moment, a boy came walking down the stairs without a shirt on. "Yeah, dad?"

"Watch her while I talk to her father."

The boy looks at me then smiles. "Ok." He holds out his hand for me to take. "Come on."

I never did let my dad's arm go until he forced me away from him. I look up at him as he smiled down at me. "Be good. It won't take long."

Looking over at the boy, I slowly grabbed his hand and we walked upstairs to his room.

When we walked in, I saw two other boys sitting on the bed playing a game. The boy shut his door then pushed me further into the room before sitting on the bed with the other boys.