Third person pov:
That night on the date angel ended up texting her father stating that eve might've been with one of her boyfriends or out with a friend and they agreed. Her besties left and Warren and angel resume their date .
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Warren's pov: 5 years old
"Come on Warren we need to get you ready for your baseball game " , my dad said ruffling his fingers through my hair.
I sat my toys down and ran towards him smiling and making grabby hands.
"Ohhh" , dad grunted while picking me up then tickling me. "Your getting heavy everyday boy maybe me and mommy should stop feeding you ".
I kick and scream " NOOOO STOP FEEDING ME " I hit him on the chest" .
He just laugh and walk me to my room and helped me put my baseball uniform on.
" I was just playing baby " ,dad whispered.
"Meany" I said .
"Is mommy going to come to this game it's my last oneeee" , I said looking up at him while he picked me up.
She didn't come to my last game because she was working.
"Tsk I don't know sweetie go ask her "
I jumped out of his arms and ran to their bedroom.
"NO RUNNING WARREN" , I heard dad yell from a distance.
I walked into mommy's room and saw her on the phone with someone.
I nervously walk up to her.
"Mommy y-you come to my game today, issss the last one of the season" , I said .
"Hold on ", she said into the house phone and sat it down on her bed.
She hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. "Hm I don't think mommy has to work today so sure I can come today baby ".
"Weally" , I said smiling up at her .
"Yes"
"Promise"
"I promise baby"
I jumped out of her arms and ran to daddy.
"MOMMY SAID SHE'll COME , I happily yelled .
"Okay let's get going before you end up late, ok".
"Ok" .
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Baseball game.
"COME ON WARREN YOU GOT THIS" , I heard daddy yell from the stands .
Even though we were losing I smiled.
"If daddy is here , mommy should be here to " ,I thought.
I look in the stands and only saw dad . Tears threaten to come out my eyes. By the look he was giving me I could tell he sense what was going on.
The game had already ended and we lost.
I dropped my bat and ran off the field holding my face because I didnt want the other kids and everyone at that to see me crying.
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