Daddy hasn’t been himself for the last couple of days, ever since mommy had left that night. You didn’t exactly know what happened, but all you knew was that daddy came home to find mommy with one of her friends from work. Something about mommy hugging her friend in their room, which ended up with mommy and her friend leaving the house with daddy yelling angrily. You loved mommy a lot, but daddy was right, and you would be angry too if your were daddy and found mommy hugging another man.
Daddy was angry the first few days, but then he became sad, always just lying around in bed and just drinking beer in his boxers shorts. You felt bad for daddy because you knew he was missing mommy, but mommy was probably not coming back since she liked hugging that other man better than hugging daddy. You wanted to cheer daddy up and make him happy, but what could you possibly do?
I had spent the entire day watching tv and drinking beer again, drinking so much that I had passed out on the couch and then waking up to get more beer and drink myself to sleep again. My life had spiralled out of control ever since I caught that cheating little wifebitch fucking her officemate in our bed, and with my little daughter being in the house as well! I still remember that night vividly, when I came home because my night with the boys got cancelled, and found her on the bed sucking that guy’s cock... something she wouldn’t even do for me because she said it was gross and disgusting.
To make things even more annoying, I kept getting voice mail and text messages from her all the time telling her she wanted to take my daughter away with her. I wasn’t going to let that happen, since my daughter the only thing that I had to keep me going at this moment. I felt guilty as I didn’t manage to take care of you as well as I should, when you would keep asking me if we had any food in the house because you were hungry. I don’t even remember eating anything since mommy had left, and I was secretly proud (and relieved) that you were able to feed yourself on your own by cooking up what you could in the kitchen, while I just kept myself stupidly drunk. Your mom had taught you to cook, so at least she was good for something.
Finally getting bored with the tv, I made my way upstairs to our bedroom, with a fresh beer in hand. When I saw you in front of mommy’s vanity with your mouth and hands all smeared with red lipstick, and looking like a cute little panda with the bad job you did using the eye shadow. I couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh, which was something I haven’t done in days.
“Baby, what are you doing?” I ask, still shaking with fits of laughter as you finally saw a smile on my face since mommy left.
Submitted December 31, 2016 at 11:27AM by prince_of_nothing82 http://ift.tt/2iQMmkP
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