Daddy Andy

I know he was trying to talk to me but all I heard was muffling, like my ears tuned everything out. Why was this book my mothers? Why was it in my room? Inhaling deep I finally came back to still just staring at the black titleless book in my hands. A part of me wanted to read it, just open it right there. While the other part of me didnt have a clue what to do next. I shook my head of the jumbled incoherent thoughts and looked to my worried filled father. Even his face was etched with confusion. As if scared he took to his study/studio/office cubicle of a room and dialed my mother, his wife. Actually, I'm quite confused on that too. I never see a ring on either of their fingers. I have both last names but only go by Simms, for publicity reasons. I'd rather have people know me for me instead of Andys' daughter and having girls come up to me talking about how much the love him and want him and ..ok breathe. Mumma still goes by Simms too. Maybe they didnt want rings? What if they're not even married? I dont even know how I would comprehend this news. What if i'm adopted? I slumped into the chair closest to me. My mind just kept running over every possible secret this book could carry. If she even used it for secrets. Come on, what else would you use it for? Spells? Enchantments? Curses? I giggled at my sudden change of seriousness. That kind of stuff just didnt happen, it wasnt real.

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure you were okay my love. I will. Love you too. Bye." The end of their conversation sent a harsh twinge to my heart. He would never be like that with me. My face fell as my gaze returned to his face. It wasn't happy. "Everything okay?" Biting my nail as he seemed to ponder what next to say.

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"Yes, I made sure that the book was intact and had all the necessary points." He annoyingly stated into the receiver. "She should see our side soon. I'll be keeping a close eye on her. I'll call you in a couple days to give you any new developments. Yes ma'am bye." The tone went dead. I nestled into the house across the street gazing at the person of interest's home. She peeked my interest almost immediately. I've never been like this on a job before. So shy. Cute. Innocent. I've never had to go about a interest differently. She seemed to like it at first, but like the wind changes so did her willingness to cave.

My job was always to assess and persuade. There was more to this girl than that though. I had to win her over. I had to get into her mind. Not sure how much I would like getting this deep into it but she intrigued me. She dared me. She ignored me. It was the classic Cat and Mouse game. I know I was only supposed to get her out of the way but something told me I was in for more than I could handle.

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"Is everything in place?" I sat drumming my fingers against the flimsy table in this stock room. The air smelled stale and the room was far from comfortable. "It shouldnt be long now, as long as her curiosity gets the best of her. Make sure you keep tabs on her. Her every move. I want full knowledge of whats going on." I hung up with a sinister smirk on my lips. I didnt want it to come to this best it was getting worse now. Perfectly in sync. I didnt know what else to do. I needed my life back. My plan was to divide and conquer, then punish and destroy. I just hope it helps. Afterall, this is all out of love.

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I sat from the corner watching as this young boy walked away from her house. A smile on his face. A cock in his walk. As I looked closer I realized it was the same boy from the other night. My jaw tightened. 'The boy that didnt understand no', was still trying to be in the game. I would have to find someway to either eliminate him or use him to my advantage. I left to my home, where everything smelled the same. Everything was still in the same places. My body ached for it to not just be the memory. Her voice and moans echoed through my brain all hours of the day and night. I couldnt help but hope that I did the same to her.

Normal POV--------

I was sent to my room for 'lying'. I truly had no clue why my mothers book was there or why he seemed so mad at me saying that I didnt. He took the book to his study because he knew I wouldnt dare try to go in there. I remember trying when I was younger and I tried picking up his bass, very bad idea. It weighed the same as me at the time. I was a child after all, it wasnt the only time I tried sneaking in or playing with the cool gizmos and objects that laid in the Bat cave.

I didnt have my diary. I didnt have dear mothers mysterious book. I guess I could waste time with my phone. I waited for Vyktor to message me back. I havent really talked to Torie since Saturday. I didnt know what she was thinking. How could she think I was like that or that type of girl. Regardless, of everyone being someone different while home and out-n-about (I was the definition after all) but that was a complete opposite change. I didnt even know she was like that. Did she even know the guy she was with? Either way, ridiculous.

My phone beeped putting a stop to my rising anger. We talked about this weeks training segments, how much he missed me (awkward), what we were currently doing, what our plans were for the day, him trying to get me to have phone sex (again, awkward), my new found stress, Until my stomach rumbled. I barely noticed it, then there was a knock on my door. It would only be one person and I wasnt ready to deal with more accusations. I stayed silent. The knock came again but with more force. Maybe it wasnt him, usually he would take it upon himself to let himself in.

Pulling myself out of bed I nonchalantly opened the door. I stumbled backwards and fell on my ass. Ash-Bash, Jock, Coma, X and my father all stood in my doorway. "What's the meaning of this?!" I stammered, scared. Jock and X grabbed my feet and started to drag me out of my room. I tried flipping, flailing, kicking they had some grip. Coma and Ash-Bash grabbed my wrists at that point as they descended the stairs. My father just stood at the top snickering at me. I was flopped on to the couch and just before I went to go scramble off they sat around me, enclosing me. I looked around, darting my eyes in every direction. This was different even for them. "Your birthday celebration begins today!!!" Coma and Ash-Bash exclaim jumping up and down on the couch that mind you I was still sitting on and laughing like hyenas. My body relaxed immediately. I thought I was going through an intervention or something.

"So where do you want to go to eat?" Jock asked me. I stumbled with my words. Bit my lip. My phone buzzed. Stop doing that. Daddy <3 I looked up to see him just leaning on the wall as if he didnt just text me that. Stop what being nervous..around you? Dropping my phone back in my lap I leaned back, ran a hand through my hair and licked my lips to answer Jock when my phone buzzed again. I make you nervous? Daddy<3 I went to go reply when Coma yelled, "Answer already, Im starving!" Chuckling, "Chinese?" "Yay! We have an answer now lets go! Wait, you need to change." Disapproving of my attire. My finger grabbed my sweater like 'it really isnt that bad'. I still left to go change. I decided on my off shoulder shirt dress that fit to my form, had a silver belt and handmade cuts down the sides. I put my hair in a loose braid off my shoulder with loose pieces hanging everywhere. Dark liner, bright eyeshadow and neutral lips. My new heeled boots and I was set. Grabbing my purse I put my make up in there- for touch ups, my keys, wallet and finally my phone but not before I messaged daddy back. Yea your gutless flip-flopping and my need to control my urges. I tossed it in my purse and walked down the stairs to waiting Uncles and a chilling father. The look he was giving me was too much. I bit my lip. He pushed off the doorway to grab my hand. Kissing the top of it before leading me out the door a chorus of awes followed us. He shut the door after I was seated in his 'batmobile' my phone buzzed from inside my purse. He was still outside the car talking details over I guess of tonight while I read the latest temptation. Gutless? You'll pay for that. Urges? You dont even know Babydoll Daddy<3 My mouth went dry at my nickname from my diary. Is this how it was always going to be? Get a bit closer, then have it all be denied. I wanted real answers. Mmmm, Daddy I'll believe it when something happens.

He got in started the car, shifted into gear then laid his hand on my thigh. I pretended to not be phased. "Not mad at me anymore? What changed?" Smirking out of the corner of my mouth. "I've come to terms with my inner battle." His fingers started circles on my skin, moving further up my thigh, "More worried about you. It takes a half hour to get to your favorite Chinese restaurant. I hope you can make it. I have no intentions on taking it easy on you." His face stern and sexy never losing focus on the road, his hand not missing a beat as he continued up.

Again, something isnt adding up but i'm content for right now not worrying why.

Notes

Sorry guys, Fourth turned into a 3 day weekend party. Hope you enjoy your daily dose. :)