I am dead. There is no way daddy is not going to kill me now. I look at everyone and they all look scared for me except daddy Jay. Well, he is the one they are scared of. Why the hell did I not keep my mouth shut? A f*****g epic moment of the brain to mouth filter malfunction.
He gets up takes my hand and drags me upstairs and I start crying begging for Daddy Grey To Help ME. One look at Daddy J and he turns his face like he cannot see the sight of me being dragged upstairs. Daddy almost pushes me near the bed and turns around to take out the evil hairbrush or god knows what when I run downstairs.
The three of them grimace possibly seeing daddy Jay following me downstairs. Is it just me or does he look angrier?
Before I can fathom what's going on Daddy grabbed me by the scruff of my nec
