Daddy's Little Girl
"Hello?" I huffed into the phone, more than irritated at whomever was attempting to reach me at the moment.
"Hey sis! I'm ready to come home, it's raining and Blakes' mom said we can't get back in the pool today. Can you come and get me?" Braydyn asked.
"Sure honey, I'll be there in a few minutes, go ahead and change into some dry clothes and get your stuff together." I said sighing heavily and using my free hand to push my hair away from my face.
"Okay, I love you!"
"I love you too, see you in a few minutes."
"Bye bubby," I said before hanging up and dramatically flopping back down on the floor beside my father.
"Braydyn?" Dad asked, now rubbing my back.
"Yep, he said it's raining so their not allowed to swim for the rest of the day, and he's ready to come home," I replied, suddenly aware of the thundering storm taking place outside.
"Alright, do you want me to go get him?" Dad asked, standing up and slipping his shorts back up his long legs, where he left them hanging dangerously low on his hip bones, exposing the beginning of his sexy ass 'V.'
"No, that's okay. You kind of have a, um, problem you should probably take care of." I smirked.
"That's no big deal, I can go get him if you want me to, Kiera. Nobody is going to pay attention to my dick." he said with a scoff.
"Dad, actually it is a "BIG" deal. Come here," I said pulling him over to the big mirror at the back of his office, "Turn sideways, see now look. Your dick sticks out when you don't have a raging boner, and are wearing loose pants. With those shorts on you look like Pinocchio, except of course your problem area is your penis, not your nose."
"Okay, fine. I'll go take care of this," he said gesturing to his crotch, "while you go get Braydyn." He said, giving up.
"Thank you, honestly I don't think Blakes' mom would appreciate you walking around with that one eyed anaconda staring at her son." I said smiling at him.
"Actually, I think Blakes' mom would appreciate it," he said with a smirk.
"Mhm, bye dad!" I called running up the stairs, making sure to grab Dad's umbrella on the way out. I made it to the garage and had the door opened just moments later. Stepping out into the garage and I could hear the rain much louder that before because of the tin roofing. I got into my car and pressed the button to raise the garage door, and backed out into the driveway, pressed the button again to close the door, and headed down the street to get Braydyn.
After making it there, I grabbed Dad's large black umbrella that I borrowed from the basement and opened it and the door at the same time. Braydyn seen me pull in and came outside on the porch, along with Blake and his mom, to wait for me to take him the umbrella. I walked up there and got him, muttering a quick "Hey," to Blake and his mother, then walked Braydyn to his side of the car, and buckled him in. I tossed all of his stuff in the back and ran over to my side of the car, closed the umbrella and got in.
"You hungry kiddo?" I asked, out of breath.
"Yeah, OH can we go to McDonald's?! They have new Spy Net toys!!" he yelled, and like always, I couldn't say no to him, and so off to McDonald's we went.
"Braydyn, call Dad and ask him what he wants from Mickey Dee's, please." I said, handing him my phone, which he obviously already knew how to work.
He unlocked the screen and went to the 'Phone' tab, pulled up Dad's number, and pressed 'Send,' and put it on speaker phone.
"Hey there gorgeous, missing daddy already? Daddy sure is missing you, I wish you were here to help Daddy get rid of his very large problem you've caused him."
I reached for my phone immediately, afraid that he was going to say something worse than he already had, but Braydyn had another idea and held the phone out of my reach.
"Dad, it's Braydyn.." he said slowly like he was trying to explain something to a 3 year old. "Sis want's to know what you want from McDonald's.. okay?"
You could hear my Dad cursing in the background, which caused me to laugh.
"Um, tell her that I want 2 Double Bacon Cheeseburger's, 2 large fries, and a 20 piece chicken nugget meal."
"Wow, Dad, you think that's enough?" I asked, thoroughly amused at his order.
"Actually, on second thought, get me a couple of those new s'more's pies, if you don't care."
"Okay, Dad, we'll be home in a little bit." I replied, amusement thick in my voice.
"See you later, Dad!" Braydyn said.
"Bye guys, be careful! Love you."
"Love you too!" Braydyn and I said in unison, before the line went dead, and Braydyn passed my phone back to me.
"Here, how about you find us something to listen to." I said, handing my phone back to him, and grabbing the cord to plug my phone into the headphone jack on the stereo.
He just nodded his head and took the cord from my hand, and plugged it in. I watched him as he intently scrolled through my extensive list of 'Artists' trying to decide on what to play. He clicked on the band 'Bobaflex,' and then clicked on the song, 'Home.'
This song is a favorite of both of ours.
I quickly tuned it out, and began thinking back to the events of earlier that day. I knew that if we had music playing, Braydyn would be too distracted to even want to talk to me. Not that I didn't want to talk to him, I just needed some time to think about things.
I glanced over at my baby brother who was staring out at the rain streaming down the passenger side window. It reminded me of a time when we were younger, when we would 'race' the drops of water as they sped down the windshield, betting on which one would reach the bottom first. That seemed like such a long time ago, and things are so different now. If someone had told me that by the time I was 17 I would be messing around with my Dad, I probably would have smacked them in the face and told them the go see a therapist.
Back then me and my Dad were inseparable, which, come to think of it, is probably why I feel the way I do about him now. I can remember him always tucking me in at night, and reading to me. He would lay with me and rub my back and read my favorite story to me, "Where The Wild Things Are."
A lot of times he would fall asleep too, and end up sleeping there until my mom would get up to pee or something and realize he wasn't in bed yet, in which case she would either come in there and wake him up, or just let him sleep. I always loved it when she would just let him sleep, because then I'd get to wake up snuggled up in his arms, the one place that I felt safe as a child. All kids have fears, their afraid of what's in their closet, what's under the bed, what's outside their window, ect. I was no different. I was afraid of all kinds of things, and just being in my Daddy's arms was the only place that I didn't feel scared, I knew he would protect me no matter what.
As a child, my Daddy was my hero. I held nothing but complete adoration for him, he was perfect in my eyes. Even as young as I was, I knew he was the only man that I would ever trust, the only man that I knew for certain loved me like he said he did. This, of course, was before Braydyn was born, so I didn't know that there was ever going to be another male figure in my life that I knew I could trust. One day Braydyn is going to be all grown up, and is definitely going to tower over my 5'4 frame, considering he's 11, and he's already 4'11. I know Braydyn will always be there to protect me also, but no one will ever make me feel as safe as Dad does.
"Braydyn, what kind of happy meal do you want?"
"I want a 6 piece chicken nugget mighty kids meal, with french fries. Oh! Make sure you tell them I'm a boy, not a girl, I definitely DO NOT want a 'My Wittle Powny' toy." He said, finishing up the end of his statement with a disgusted face and his best mocking voice.
"Okay," I said laughing, "I need one 6 piece chicken nugget mighty kids meal, with fries, for a BOY" I said putting emphasis on the word 'boy, "And what do you want to drink, Bray?" I said looking at Braydyn. He was talking along with me, as I was ordering his food, making sure I didn't screw up his order.
"Okay," I said turning back towards around,"With a Sprite to drink. I also need 3 Double Bacon Cheeseburger's, make one of those plain, 3 large fries, a 20 piece chicken nugget meal, and 4 s'more's pies, please."
"Anything to drink?"
"Yeah, just a moment please, Bray, do you remember what Dad wanted to drink?" I asked.
"Nope," He said.
"Okay, 2 large Coke's please."
"Will that be all for you?"
"Yes Ma'am," I said.
"Alright I've got one mighty kids meal, with chicken nuggets and french fries, Sprite to drink, for a BOY," She said, mocking my earlier statement, but not in a bitchy way, "3 Double bacon cheeseburgers, one plain, 3 large fries, a 20 piece chicken nugget, 4 s'mores pies, and 2 large Coke's?"
"That's correct!" I said.
"Okay, that'll be $33.62 at the first window, thank you, pull around."
"Damn, that's a lot." I said, astonished at how much money I just spent, the majority of it being food for my father.
"Watch your mouth, sis," Braydyn said from beside me. I looked over and he was staring at me with his arms crossed.
"Sorry, bub." I said, ruffling his hair.
He just smiled.
We finally got up to the first window, and I almost fell out of my seat. There working the cash register, was my best friend Maryjo. Since it was summer vacation, we never really seen much of each other. She had to get a job, so we never got to hang out much anymore. I thought about getting a job, but decided against it, because there was no reason for me to. With Dad's band, we never lacked on money, so why would i get a job, when I could just enjoy my summer?
"Mary!" I yelled, and she abruptly turned around to face me, with one of the goofiest smiles plastered on her face.
"Kiera!! Oh my god, I haven't seen you in foREVer!" She yelled, putting emphasis on the 'REV' part for obvious reasons. All of my friends who knew who my Dad was, always did that around me.
"I know! I've missed the heck out of you!" I said, handing her a $50.00 bill.
"I've missed you too, we need to hang out next day I'm off, I'll text you and let you know when, okay?" She said.
"Alrighty, gimme some skin!" I said reaching out out of the car and grabbing my change with one hand, and commencing our hand shake with the other. She laughed and we said our goodbyes.
I pulled up to the second window to get our food, and this really cute guy was standing there getting our drinks. He was tall and tan with sandy brown hair, and dark brown eyes. He was delicious.
He opened the window and started to hand me our drinks, but stopped and said, "Do you need a drink carrier?"
"No, that's okay, but thank you," I said smiling.
"No problem," he smiled back.
I took the drinks, and he closed the window back, and went to do something else. Just then thunder boomed and lightning lit up the sky, making me jump. It was very dark out, so dark that if I didn't know any better I would think it was 10 o'clock at night, instead of 1 o'clock in the middle of the day.
'Hey, can you pull up to the sidewalk, it's going to be a few minutes on your fries and nuggets. Someone will bring it out there to you in a few minutes." the same guys said, and this time I seen the name tag on his shirt read "Brad."
"Are you sure someone will bring it out to me? Last time I had to come in and get it after like 20 minutes of sitting out there, and apparently everyone forgot I was out here." I said, informing him of what happened to me last time.
"I will personally bring it out to you, I promise." He said with a wink.
"And how do I know you wont forget about me out there?" I asked with a flirty smile.
"How could I possibly forget that there is such a gorgeous face out there in the parking lot who is relying on me to fulfill my duties?' He asked, and I just blushed and said an 'okay,' and pulled up.
"Pull your shirt up." Braydyn said out of no where.
"Huh?" I asked, confused.
"Pull. Your. Shirt. Up."
"What? Why?" I looked down at my cleavage and then back at my brother.
"Better yet, here take my jacket. Cover yourself up. That creep back there was staring at your chest like a hungry baby, now cover those up." He said handing me his Metallica jacket that he'd left in my car days before. Like I said before he's tall and built for his 11 year old age, and so we are nearly the same size. I had actually worn this jacket before, and it was a little bit big on me.
I looked at my brother with wide eyes, and started to say something when someone knocked on my window, but before I could roll the window down, Braydyn then shoved his jacket in my face, and mumbled, "Zip it all the way up."
I did as I was told, and as quickly as I could, not wanting to be rude to the boy who was kind enough to bring me my food. I rolled the window down and he handed me all my stuff, which I checked to make sure was all there, it was.
"So, you got a boyfriend?" He asked.
"Yes she does, and she's not interested, so bye. Now let's go." Braydyn said, obviously angry at the guy next to me. Brad, who was now crouched down by the car, with his arms resting on the window.
"Oh, um, I'm sor-"
"No I don't and my number is 13168531093." I smiled as he added it to his list of contacts in his phone.
"Well thank you, beautiful. And my name is Brad by the way," he said, holding out his hand.
"You're welcome. and I'm Kiera. Nice to meet you, but I've gotta go, call me sometime."
"Alright, will do. See you later!" He said, and I rolled up the windshield and headed home.
Braydyn didn't speak to me the whole way home. I know he's mad at me, and I know he was just trying to watch out for me, but Brad is really cute, and I really like him. I know what you're thinking, 'You were going to sleep with your Dad and now you're are trying to go out with this 'Brad' guy. You also said you didn't trust any guy other than your Dad. You're an attention whore, literally.'
My Dad stated that he wasn't leaving my mother, and that he never would. So why can't I have a boyfriend? I said that I didn't trust any man other than my Dad and Brother, but I've never really tried to trust anyone else, of the male gender that is. I also texted Maryjo and asked her what he was like and she told me and I quote:
He's a sweetheart, you should totally give him a chance.
So I am.
Braydyn told Dad about it though, and he seemed less thank excited. He was never exactly doing cart wheels when he was informed of any of my new boyfriends. I always thought it was a normal Dad thing, that he would be extremely pissed at me for the entire duration of the relationship, but I realize now that it was because he was jealous of whomever I was with at the time, and wasn't mad at me, but mad at them.
Dad has been shooting daggers at me all evening, and I hadn't even gotten a chance to explain that I wasn't dating the guy, just gave him my digits before mom came home. She didn't notice the tension between the 2 of us, which I'm thankful for because I really don't want to talk to her right now, mainly because I feel guilty for this morning.
I went upstairs to lay down at about 10, but couldn't get to sleep. Mom came home and went straight to bed without eating because she eats at the office. She's a lawyer, by the way.
I knew Braydyn was asleep because I put him to bed at 9, and checked to make sure he before I came to bed. So I knew when I heard my Father's footsteps coming up the stairs and then Braydyn's door open that he would be in here to confront me when he realizes Bray is asleep.
I heard his door close and then footsteps coming towards my room, and then stop at my door. I was right. I heard him sigh, and then I could hear my doorknob being twisted.
He quickly shuffled into my room, and flipped on the light, I laid completely still hoping that he would leave, thinking I was asleep, but he knew I wasn't.
"Explain." He said.
I sighed and raised up, and just looked at him.
"I gave my number to a guy I met a McDonald's."
"And nothing. That was it."
He just looked at me for a few moments before laughing a sarcastic laugh and running his hands down his face.
"So this morning, what the hell was that? Were you just trying to fuck with my head, or something? What the FUCK Kiera?!" He seethed.
"No. You have mom to fuck whenever you want, and then you have me. How is it fair that I don't get to have a boyfriend? It's already clear that this is going to be a secret relationship.." I trailed off.
"Those words never left my mouth." He said through clenched teeth.
"It's obvious we can't tell anyone, and the way you talked to me this morning made it clear that, like you said, you're not going to leave Mom. So this is pretty much like an affair, why can't I have someone for companionship other than just sex? It's only fair." I said calmly.
"Fine," He said, and came over to me and pulled me into a hug, kissing my head, "I'm sorry."
"Lay with me?" I asked.
He looked at me then at my clock, and then gestured for me to move over so he could lay down.
'Damn, has this bed gotten smaller?" He asked, laughing.
"No, I think we've gotten bigger." I laughed.
He didn't reply but instead rolled me over to where I was facing the wall and he snuggled in behind me, so that we were in the spooning position. I sighed contently and closed my eyes when I felt him rubbing my hip with his left hand. He raised up my t shirt and started rubbing the skin there, when he stopped and I heard him groan.
"What is it?" I asked, nervously.
"You're not wearing any panties." He breathed.
"I never wear panties.."
He again, didn't reply, and instead rolled us to where he was on top of me. He removed my shirt and started running his hands all over my body, and started sucking on my throat.
"Is my door locked?" I moaned.
This went on for several minutes, and then he started dry humping me. He still had on the basketball shorts from earlier, and I could feel his erection perfectly through the material. He moaned out and started rubbing his erection on my pussy a lot faster and rougher. His eyes closed and his face turned red. His hands clutched the sheets under him, and he looked like he was going to explode.
"Take your shorts off! Just fuck me already, God, you're killing me!" I moaned digging my fingernails into his back.
And he did just that.