How To Have A Bad Morning

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A/N:
Y'all I AM BACK FROM MY DEPRESSING RETIREMENT. I just wanted to say thank you all so much for your support throughout the situation. I am so super grateful for all of you and I love you guys so much ❤️. Also. ITS CORONA TIME.
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Third-person POV:
Y/N was not having this. She was not of at a great start, and that, that she understands but you have got to be FUCKING KIDDING. So no, Y/N was not having this.

"What the fuck even?" Swift exclaimed. "Language in front of the baby, dumb ass," Rebel whispered and Haylie just rolled her eyes. When no one made a move, not even Layla, Renata decided to speak up.

"Well?" Everyone looked at her, " What do we plan on doing?" Before anyone could answer, the door almost flew open, if it wasn't for the amazing security system that Ghost had created.

"Okay, okay just stay calm," M.C tried to reassure them. Before he knew it, everyone was whisper-screaming and whisper-shouting at each other. Y/N was still upset about Swift waking her up, because of the pancakes, that she'd decided to totally wreck him about it.

When Layla made an uncomfortable and sad sound behind them, everyone stopped. People were pounding on the door. And Layla had almost started crying if it wasn't for Y/N who had rushed over to her daughter in distress and worry.

"Okay, listen, here's the plan. Y/N and Layla, go hide in Ghost's room. The rest of us, we take on these assholes and show them just who they're fucking with," Swift had said in a panic. "LANGUAGE IN FRONT OF THE BABY!" Renata shouted.

Maybe too loud, because before she knew it, a voice came from outside the door. "Ha! Now we know that you're here. Better open up assholes, or the baby's dead meat," they had said.

Thanks when Y/N's blood ran cold. Without another word, she grabbed Layla and dashed down the stairs, earning a relieved look from Ghost. Now he could take care of the people who wanted to hurt his daughter. No one, no one gets away with that and lives.

Your POV:
I grabbed Layla and ran down to me and Ghost's room, with Peanut scrambling behind me. Once I got in the luxurious, massive room, I gently placed Layla on top of my bed as Peanut jumped up.

"Okay, baby," I continued to talk to her, to calm my nerves. "Daddy's just busy fighting some bad guys." I looked over to her and I saw that she was busy chewing on her fingers. I giggled.

I jogged over to my closet and grabbed a random, massive LV bag. I started scrambling in diapers, clothes, money, and food. And of course my phone charger. I threw the bag onto the bed, careful not to hit Layla.

Then a realization hit my dumb ass. Shit. The dog. What the hell was I going to do with Peanut? I couldn't just abandon him. Okay, okay think. I ran over to the other side of the room and grabbed the leash.

My blood ran cold as I heard voices from upstairs. "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. Come on... we won't hurt you, we just want to play. Oh and bring that baby of yours! That'll just add more fun," they said and anger built up in me.

"Okay," I whispered to myself, "it's now or never." I grabbed Layla in one arm, the bag in the other and Peanut... actually just followed me. I opened the door that led out to the beach as I started to scramble down the stairs.

Every now and then my head would fly back to the mansion, just to see if someone was following me. I heard a lot of shouting and screaming inside. I pushed away all the nasty thoughts as I had to remember my goal.

Get her safe. Get her safe. Get her safe.

My top priority right now was to get Layla safe. As soon as my feet hit the sand, I was panting and Layla was calmly admiring my state. My feet scrambled to run as fast as I could to the nearest road or car, perhaps even boat.

I had run to the middle of the beach, out of breath, thinking I was going to die. Peanut, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. He was clearly enjoying much more than me. Every now and then, he'd go to the waves and run through it before catching up with me.

I panted as I looked back at the crib, which seemed miles and miles away. I gazed at the morning beach. What a beautiful sight. Too bad, I don't have any fucking time.

I had to keep on moving. For her. That was all that was playing in my mind. For her, for her, for your daughter. That is what was pushing my ass through this shit as I kept on walking, catching my breath. After a couple of minutes, I stopped, again.

But this time, out of frustration. I honestly could not believe what was happening. Layla is literally, like, a day old and drama had already emerged from fucking hell its self. "Peanut!" I yelled as I realized he was getting a little bit behind. He looked up and found my intimidating [and pissed] glare, then he scrambled to his paws and came running towards me.

I had almost lost hope, then I looked up. To my luck, I had two choices here. And pretty good ones if you asked me. Peanut, once again, ran off to the waves to enjoy himself, leaving me to my thoughts.

Two choices.

On my right side, there was a parking spot, with a couple of cars that I could steal if I wanted to. But on my left side, there were boat docks. With many, fancy boats that I could steal.

Hmm, never done that before, I thought to myself. I had two options here. Options that could lead to different paths. One could lead to safety and the other to danger, perhaps even death.

Which will it be?

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Another A/N {but only cause I'm an annoying bitch, jk! But seriously please read}
So my crooked ass decided to leave the choice up to you, my dear reader. Please comment on which choice you prefer. Like if you want to steal a boat, say: steal one of the boats.
But if you'd prefer to rather steal one of the cars in the parking lot, then you may say: steal one of the cars.
So the choice is up to you! Yay, 😁 I'm kinda excited! Though, please do take note that the choice you make will change the storyline, no pressure! So please, please comment on what choice (car or boat) you prefer/choose, OR you may also DM me if you're more comfortable with that! Anyway, have an amazing day/night🌸 Love you ❤️

Next Update:
When I get enough comments of what y'all prefer so that the story can continue (15+ votes)

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