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Daisy...

Vince got home later then usual and heard crying. He went up to see what was wrong, only to see things he didn't like. He looked at his daughter and held her close "I'm here little one...I'm here" he muttered and she called down slowly...then fell asleep. Vince slowly stood up, putting her to bed and stayed by her. He never really slept, and if he did he was only sick, other than that he never slept.
(Later)
Vince got ready for his shift, putting his hair in a low ponytail and headed off to work. He sighed as he sat by Mike in the office. The night went by slow, and he didn't really concentrate on a lot of things. Vince gave a sigh and got up around 3am. "Imma...be in parts working" he said and walks away. Mike said something but he didn't listen. Vince went into parts and leaned against the door after closing it. He looked around for a small moment and gave a sigh again. He didn't believe he was a good father, after all he didn't help out with her anyway...He just fucked up time after time again...
Damnit... he thought and Closed his eyes.

He'd give anything for a drink or something to make him pass out