Daddy's Babygirl

My dad was pissed. “does mom know you’re here?” I shook my head. “Cally helped cause I was scared.” I sobbed. “What you did was wrong. “ I nodded. “I know daddy. I’m sorry. I’m scared you would get hurt.” Daddy kept pacing the floor, I’d never seen him so mad. I got up and opened the door, running out. Luckily I saw Hank and he took me into his room. Hank let me call my mom and grandma. “mommy, I’m with daddy. I snucked on the plane, and I got scared daddy got hurted. “ my mom sighed. “honey you can’t do that. I know daddy’s angry. We have talked about it and you can stay with him.” I pouted. “I want grandma and grandpa Staal, or Uncle Jared.”

Daddy came to get me once he cooled off. “Ky, what if something happened to you? Mommy and I would be very sad.” I nodded. “I know daddy. Can I stay with Uncle Jared? Please.” “no sweetie, you’re staying with me. You still have school. But in the summer you can stay with him at the lake house.” I was so sad but I knew dad was trying to be a good father since he was gone all of the time. I was scared to watch my dad play. He made me stay with the strength and conditioning coach, Reg Grant. Everytime someone went near my dad I would scream. Luckily we ended up winning, with Cally scoring and John Moore. Although my dad got a roughing call at the beginning of the game. I was so upset with him. I fell asleep waiting for my daddy to come out. The next thing I knew, we were back at the hotel room. “daddy, can I sleep with you?” I rubbed my eyes. “sure babygirl.” He tucked me under the blankets and I curled up to him.

The next day, we traveled home, and I knew I would be in trouble. So we got home and I was surprised my mom didn’t yell at me. All she did was hug me and told me not to run away again. “sorry mommy. I gots scared.” She held me close. “baby, daddy’s going to be okay. And no matter what, he will always come home.” My dad knelt down. “I appreciate you were worried, but you always get to watch me play hockey, and you’ll always know I’ll be okay no matter what happens. And if I get hurt, that just means we get extra time together” I smiled softly. “okay daddy. But don’t get hurt. I don’t like it.” I knew he had to leave in a few days, and I hated it. Roadtrips are the worst part of the hockey season. I went to my room, and cried. I loved both my mom and dad, but I hardly got to spend time with him. Yes we had summer but those were often filled with my aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents at the lake house. I immediately thought of a plan. I just needed to get Uncle Eric and my grandma to go along with it.

Notes

I know kind of a filler, but I figured I owed you guys a chapter. After this weekend things should be settling down so hopefully I can write alot. Anyways, feedback helps me write faster. I was thinking of aging Kyleigh to 13, yes? no?