Call Me Daddy
I wanted to stand up and run away, I was getting bothered and suffocated with him for even riling me up at all.
“Why? Because you don't call me daddy?”
I swallowed. What the hell?
“You only listen to your daddy?” He continued.
I glared at him. Again, his eyes darkened to a perfect black. I understood the double meaning quite well.
“Yes, I only listen to my father.”
“Millie, behave.” Dad warned sternly, so oblivious to the crazy situation going on right in front of him. This man wanted something but I certainly don't have it, or maybe I was just imagining things?