"Daddy, why are you packing your suit case?" I ask, extremely confused because mommy didn't say we're going on a holiday.
I see daddy stop packing his suitcase which is on the bed and turns his head to look at me standing in the door way. He has a sad and pained look on his face which is worrying me.
why does daddy look upset? Is he hurt?
Daddy comes over to me and squats so he's the same height as me. I look at my daddy's features, he has dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, the same hair and eyes as me. I wish I find a boy just like my daddy, he's so kind and handsome, mommy's so lucky to have daddy, he's like a prince.
"Princess" daddy says while he holds my little hands in his giant hands. "Daddy has to go away for awhile" as he says this i feel my eyes prickle with tears.
I don't want my daddy to leave, he's my daddy!
"Why do you have to leave daddy? Don't you like me and mommy anymore?" I whine, feeling my tears run down my cheek.
"No, princess, I love you and mommy so much, but I have to leave for a while, me and mommy aren't getting along so well" his voice cracks at the last part, his eyes are watery. He kisses my forehead and mumbles a I love you before he stands up and closes his suitcase. He picks it up then walks past me and down the hall.
I run after him, with tears running down my face. I stop when I see him talking to mommy, she's wobbling a bit and speaking funny again.
"I can't stay here carol, especially with you drunk all the damn time!" Daddy yells quietly.
"J-just stay, p-pleaseee anton, I can change" mommy says. She looks really upset that daddy's leaving, maybe that's why she's wobbly and speaking funny.
"No! you never change! Maybe this might be a wake up call" daddy yells, throwing his hand in the air. Mommy tries to grab daddy's hand, but he quickly moves it away from her, this makes mommy cry harder.
"Daddy?" He turns around and looks down at me with a sad face.
"Bye princess, daddy loves you" he kneels down to give me a tight hug and a kiss on the head. He stands up after a few seconds and walks towards the door. I try to run up to him but I feel mommy's arm holding me away from him. I cry and so does mommy while we watch daddy pick up his suitcase and leave. He closes the door and mommy lets me go so she can sit on the floor with her head in her hands, crying. I sit down next to her, I bring my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around my knees, looking at the front door.
Maybe daddy's going to come back and then we can be happy again.