HIIIIIII!!!!!!! How are youuu?
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"Baby, wake up." I slightly shook Billie. She groaned and turned over.
"Babe." No answer. "Bae." She dug her head in the pillow. That's not gonna work dummy.
"B, wake up." I said, losing my patience a little. "No." She whined.
"Billie, I'm not playing. Come on we gotta go." I slapped her ass.
"Ow, that shit hurted." She jutted her bottom lip out at me.
"Nah, don't pout. You asked for it." I said pushing her lip back in with my index finger.
"You're mean." She whined and turned away from me.
"Bil." I sighed. "Ight imma go swimming." I said leaving the room and heading to the kitchen.
"Did you wake her up?" Dad asked, looking up from the fruit he was cutting.
"Yeah." I simply said. "So where is she?" He looked at me blankly.
"Just wait." I sat down at a bar stool as he continued to do what he was doing. Two minutes later Billie ran into the kitchen.
She hopped on the stool next to me happily. "Goodmorning." She grinned at my dad.
"Good morning." He replied. "Your daughter is mean to me." She said after a moment of comfortable silence.
I glanced up at her from my phone briefly. "What'd she do?" Dad asked with the knife in his hand.
"She woke me up by slapping my ass." She said a little sad.
"Is that why you can't sit right?" He snickered. "I taught her well." He mumbled.
"Excuse me, what?" Her eyes widened a little. "That's how I used to wake her up every morning." He explained.
"Just wait until she does other things, one time a girl crawled out o-." "And you're done, you're done." I covered his mouth and glared at him to shut up.
I saw Billie pout but she quickly covered it up. "Anygayyys foods done." He clapped his hands.
We sat at the table with the rest and ate breakfast. Billie stayed quiet the whole time we ate and left as soon as she finished.
Everyone looked at the vacant seat where my girlfriend was sitting just a second ago.
I sighed standing up. "Thank you, asshole." I looked at my father.
"I didn't know, I'm sorry." He sighed. "Yeah I know." I cleaned my plate and went to our room.
As soon as I entered I saw Billie kicking and punching the floor. That's abuse, what did the floor do to her?
I closed the door and leaned against the doorway with my hands in my pockets, waiting for her to finish.
She sobbed, rolled, flailed, and whimpered mumbling incoherent words. Her movements subsided after...3 minutes.
"Are you done?" I made my presence clear and cleared my throat. She whined and turned away.
"Nuh uh little girl, talk to me." I sat on the floor next to her. "What's wrong?" She didn't answer.
"Billie, you have three seconds to sit up and tell me." I said after she stayed in the same position.
"Three...two...o-." "Otay otay I te'w you." She cut me off and sat up.
We sat in silence as she gathered her thoughts. I don't know what little Billie will say so I'm preparing myself.
She sighed "Mommy no wike me." "Who told you that?" I raised an eyebrow.
