"Come here. You're sitting in the corner for ten minutes and I'm taking one of your stuffies for the night. You can choose which one."
I started tearing up. I didn't want to sit in the corner or give up a stuffie.
"D-daddy.. I sowwy..." I whimpered.
"I know, sweetie. But you know you need to listen to daddy."
"I go to bed.. I pwomise..." I cried.
"You had your chance, Skylar. Now go to the corner and pick the stuffie. Now." He said sternly, raising his voice a bit.
"Fine!" I yelled, walking to the corner.
He was upset and frustrated. He was mad at me, quite obviously. I stood in the corner with tears rushing down my face and choked back sobs coming from my mouth. I sniffed and tried to stop my crying but I couldn't. I looked over at daddy who was holding his head in his hands with his phone with a timer on near him. He was mad.. and I couldn't blame him. I was a brat. I was naughty. He hates me.. he doesn't want to be my daddy anymore. He wants to leave me forever..
After the ten minutes was up, I gave him Mr. Fluffles and the other stuffie I brought, Cuddles, because at this point, I didn't care. I was mad at him. He looked surprised when I gave him my only comfort right now. He did give me the choice to which one he took away, but I didn't deserve either of them. I could feel daddy's eyes staring at me from behind.
"Where is my bed stuff..?" I asked so I could make my bed on the floor.
"W-what?" He asked weakly.
"You know, sheets and blankets and stuff? Which suitcase is it in?"
"I... I didn't bring stuff. I thought we could sleep in the same bed."
My face went hot. He... wanted to sleep... with me..? Like.. in the same bed?!
"Oh."
"We.. um... we don't have to if..." He trailed off.
"I'll sleep on the floor for tonight.. it's fine.."
Before I went to bed, I found some spare bedsheets and pillows. It was too hot for blankets. I changed into normal clothes instead of little clothes. I used a tampon instead of the bulky diaper and threw away the one I had used. I threw on a baggy band T-Shirt and a pair if sweatpants. I didn't want to be little right now.
"You don't have to, you know." Kyle said leaning against the doorframe of the small bathroom
"What?"
"Sleep on the floor, I mean. I will if you want the bed." He mumbled just loud enough for me to hear.
"No. I'll be fine." I said, coldly, as if ice itself was laced in my voice.
I wasn't exactly sure why I was so mad at him. I think it was just because he hasn't punished me since about a year ago, considering this year was my recovery. I guess I really just wanted to spend time with him.
"Skylar, can... can we talk?"
"About?"
"Whatever the hell we are. Like, yeah, I'm your daddy, but is that it? Because honestly, with that title, I feel as though it should be more." Kyle said, or perhaps almost yelled. He was angry.. at me... again.
"Kyle... I... um.. I don't know.."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I just.. don't know how I feel about you. Especially right now. I don't like this side of you, Kyle... This isn't you."
Kyle took a deep breath and let out an angry sigh. He was beyond angry. He was pissed. He'd only ever been this mad at me once before.
Two years earlier
"Skylar, what Is up with you? You're acting up all the time after I wake you up from your nap. You normally don't do that!"
The truth is, I was tired. After eating a maximum of 80 calories a day, you do get tired.
"S-sorry.."
"Skylar, I just need to know why. Why are you acting up all of a sudden?"
"Kyle... I can't tell you. As much as I want to, I can't put all this on you. It isn't right for me to do so.."
"You can tell me, Sky.. please. I won't get mad. Just please tell me what is going on with you."
"Kyle... I'm just tired okay?" I was lying. Lying is bad. Especially to him..
"You don't eat as much either. In fact you don't eat at all when I'm around.. Skylar.. are you.. starving yourself..?"
"Kyle.. I'm sorry."
"Oh god.. Slylar.. why would you do that?" He was almost yelling. He was angry. He should be.
Flashback interrupted
"Skylar, don't do this to me. Don't send me on a guilt trip because I punished you for your behavior. I'm correcting it if anything. Now please. Just give me an answer."
"K-Kyle.." I responded, almost crying.
I turned to him, he looked at me then quickly looked away. I saw a glimpse of passion in his eyes. I walked to him slowly and held his hand.
"What're you doing?"
"I.. um.. I want to..." I trailed.
"Want to what?"
"I want to kiss you.. slowly and passionately. Not lustfully. I want you to taste my vanilla chapstick. I want you to kiss me like no one has before. I want you to show me what love feels like.. I don't want to end up having sex. I just want to kiss you. Gently and slowly. Just.. show me.."
"Sky.." he was speechless.
"S-sorry.."
"Why are you sorry?"
"It was too sudden.. wasn't it?"
I bit my lip and sighed.. He wasn't looking at me.. he was looking down at the bed and he wasn't saying anything. It looked like he had froze. He couldn't do anything.
"Skylar... don't think that this is making up for being a brat." He somewhat jokingly said, looking at me, chucking and doing that cute half smirk guys do.
I smiled slightly, biting my lip, a godawful habit I have.
I thought about what I had just previously done.
"I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have done that."
"It's alright, babe.. but you shouldn't be apologizing.. we should have talked about it, I shouldn't have punished you. It's the first time I've actually punished you since your recovery. You wanted to spend time with me, and I need to respect that... granted, little Sky has a bedtime, but I wanted to spend time with you as well. I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to do something stupid with you. It shouldn't have happened, and I'm sorry."
I giggled slightly.
"Weirdo. I didn't need a speech." I replied, almost breaking out in laughter.
"Oh, hush. Now.. do you think we could spend time together now?"
"Of course."
I'm so sorry everyone for this. This is just a crappy filler chapter. I haven't been mentally great, even if that isn't an excuse. I have an idea for the next chapter from one of you guys, and that will be coming out sometime this weekend or this coming week. Thank you for your understanding.
So Idk what happened with this one. I thought it was published but i guess not???
-Ky
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