"LUUUKKKEEE!" I yell. I am practically getting withdrawal from wattpad, and i really do need my laptop for school. It's been three weeks. It seems ridiculous to me over just a horror movie, but my mother insisted that it was based on the principle of manipulating Luke.

"No, Scarlett Rose! Im not going to tell you again! And do not raise your voice at me little girl!" I sigh dramatically.

"Luke i really need them! Please! Ive barely asked all month! I cant handle it anymore." I whine.

"Thats a huge exaggeration, Scarlett Rose. Youve asked a million times. Youll survive the rest of the month."

"Nooooo! Please, Luke! Please!?" I beg desperately, stomping my foot. I never ask when my mom was home, shed encourage him to take more away. Although lukes here a lot more often than she is anymore, since he's basically replaced Daniel as my babysitter at this point.

Ive already searched everywhere in the house for them, they were absoloutely no where.

"Scarlett Rose, if you ask again, you will regret it." He growls. I sigh in defeat. This is usually the point in the conversation where i give up before my punishment gets worse.

I wrap my arms around his stomach, resting my forehead on his chest.

He sighs and wraps his arms around me.

"daaddddyyyyyyyyy......" I whine, pouting, pushing just a bit further.

"Is that you asking again scarlett rose?"

Do you want it to be, daddy?

"No." I pouted

"Good." He kisses the top of my head. He leads me into the living room and sits on the couch, pulling me into his lap.

"You know exactly why youre grounded, Rose. You might have your stuff back by now if you wouldnt have thrown fits over it." He scolds.

"im not throwing a fit." I pout. He pats my thigh innocently.

"Thats exactly what you are doing."

"Nuh uh."

"Yes."

i bury my face in his chest, mumbling a muffled 'dick'. I didn't think he could understand it, but apparently he could, because he harshly slaps my bare inner thigh, as he always does when i cuss.

"Oweeee... Dadddyyyy..." I whine, rubbing the red skin.

"What do you say?"

"Sorry Luke." I say, purposely not calling him daddy, because i know he loves it when i call him that.

"mmhmm."

"Lets watch tv." He mumbles, turning it on and putting on lilo and stitch.

"Im convinced that you actually believe im 5." I mumble, smiling.

"You act like it." He chuckles.

"Only when i dont get what i want." I pout.

"Oh? and what is it that you want?"

You.

I sigh and dont say anything.

"Hmm? Babygirl?"

I blush at the nickname and shrug a bit.

We watch the movie, and halfway through, luke gets up to make us lunch.

While hes up, grayson comes in through the front and sits down.

"Hey, you wanna stay over tonight?" He asks.

"id like to, but I dont think luke will like that." I say quietly.

"Who cares? Just tell him youre staying at a girlfriends house or something." I sigh, glancing toward the kitchen.

"Alright, but get out for now, so he wont know." I smile mischievously, liking the idea of sneaking around behind lukes back. In a fanfic, hed find out, and punish me for it, in a way id probably enjoy. Unfortunately, this wasnt a fanfic, and luke wasnt going to know.

Grayson left quickly, just in time, because as soon as the door closed, luke was in the room with mac and cheese.

"Jesus luke." I mumbled under my breath, smiling.

he chuckled, knowing exactly what hed done. "Youre my babygirl, and ill treat you like it as long as i please."

OH MY GOODNESS MY FANGIRL HEART IS DEAD

It took all my self control to only squeak a little bit.

"What was that?" he chuckled

A tiny part of my heart dying because of cuteness overload.

"A... Squeak? I dont know."

"Why?"

"Cuz, daddy. Youre too adorable, and remember, im a fangirl." I blushed, speaking as if it was obvious.

"Oh right, thats so cute, my little grl, in love with me before she ever even met me."

"Im not in love with you. You suck. It was all false hope." I sigh dramatically.

"Thats RUDE."

"Sorry, ill try to sugarcoat it next time." i laugh.

"Youre gounded-er."

"Grounded-er?"

"Yes. For being RUDE to your BELOVED daddy."

"Oh no, whats my punishment?" I giggle.

"Tickles. For five minutes. Once a day. Twice if youre bad that day." He said seriously. I raised an eye brow.

"How long?"

"Till your 30."

"Uh oh."

"Starting now." I jump up and run away as luke chases me. I run up the stairs, making a sharp turn, trying to lose him.

I hide in a closet in one of the guest bedrooms, crawling silently onto the top shelf, where im sure he won't find me.

"Cmon, Rose, come take your punishment from daddy like a good girl."

Stop turning me on, douche bag.

"Scarlett Rose, come out now." He opened the closet door and i curl up into a ball, trying to make myself invisable.

He sighed and closed the door, before ripping it open again after i sighed in relief, and looking up at me.

"I found you." He grins evilly. "And since you ran, you're getting DOUBLE what you were gonna get." He smirked.

"Nooo! Daddy please! Im sorry!"

"Nuh uh, come down." He reached his hands up and grabbed my ankles. "Jump."

"No."

"Would you like me to triple your punishment?"

"Luuuuuukkkkeee!" I whine.

"Baaabbbyyyyggggiiiirrrrlll!" He mimicks. "Come on."

I sigh and jump down, and luke catches me and eases me to the ground

"Are you ready?"

"No." I pout.

"Hm, too b-" I cut him off by trying to run again, and i barely escape his grasp before he catches my hips, pulling me back to his chest.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty, little girl." He says as he begins tickling my sides. He throws me on the bed and looks at the time in his phone.

"Its 3:42 now, ill stop at 3:58."

"Noooo! Luke please!" I squeal as he jumps on the bed, pins me down, and begins tickling me. I struggle against him as much as i possibly can. It feels like its been 15 minutes already, but im pretty sure its only been five.

"Sorry babygirl, Youve got it coming."

The thought of kneeing him in the balls crosses my mind, as hes pretty much straddling my knees, hovering a few inches above them, all id have to do is lift my knee as hard as i could and im sure hed stop, and i could probably say it was an accident. But thatd be mean.

"Daddyyyyy! Im sorry!"

"Shouldnt have been rude and hid from daddy, huh babygirl?" He chuckled at my sceaming and writhing.

"Noooooo! Please luke! LUCAS!"

"Dont call me that or ill add five more minutes." He warns.

"No! Im sorry daddy!" He laughs.

"Only two more minutes."

"I cant- Cant take it! Please!"

"Nuh uh. You have to take your full punishment." I try to tickle him back, but he barely chuckles and shakes his head at my attempts.

After the last few minutes, im crying from laughing so much, and he picks me up and carries me back downstairs as i try to catch my breath.

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes." I say between pants. My ribs hurt from laughing so hard.

"Well, youll still be tickled for five minutes everyday."

"Whyyyyy?"

"Cuz."

I sigh and pout as he plops me down on the couch.

He turns on another show, as the last movie ended, and sits next to me, pulling me into his lap again, but i wiggle off, and i swear i hear a small grunt come out of him as i do.

He pouts and pulls me back into his lap, but i get off again.

"Noo!" He protests, pulling me into his lap once again.

"No. Im mad at you." I pout back.

"Too bad. Cuddle with daddy."

God damn you and your cute face, turning me on by calling yourself daddy. I swear he knows hes doing it.

"Fiiinnnneee." I groan. He smiles proudly and pulls me into his chest.

We watch for a while before my mom comes home. As soon as the door opens he puts me next to him before my mom sees that im on his lap, then he looks at me, realizing his mistake of showing me that he thought my mom would be mad if i was sitting on his lap. Which, knowing my mom, shed think it was cute and try to take a picture.

I think to cover up his instant reaction, he stands and hugs my mom, as if thats why he threw me off his lap so suddenly.

"Hi babies." She greets.

"Hi Mama!" I say sweetly.

"Hey babe." Luke kisses her as i cringe and look away.

Again, i wonder if he knows how i feel, and hes doing it on purpose, to make me want him more, to make me jealous.

Ridiculous. Youre just a child. Luke doesnt want you.

"How was work mama?" I say, trying to inturrupt their kiss.

"Mmm, uh, Good." She says as their lips break apart, and she smiles at me.

"Uhh... Im gonna go do homework." I mumble smiling at the two as i walk towards the stairs.

"You need any help?" Luke asks.

"I dont think-" I begin, but my mom widens her eyes, telling me to accept his offer.

"Itll be a nice thing to bond over, itll make him feel more like a real dad, to both you and him." She would say.

Hes not my dad. Hes my daddy.

"Uh, i mean, sure, if you wanna." I mumble. He smiles brightly and nods, following me up the stairs, and i smile a bit back. When we reach my room, i plop down on my bed, getting my binder out and luke lays next to me.

"How bout we start with English, cuz i suck at math." He grins.

"Kay, thats the only class i have homework today in anyway." I laugh. We finish the essay i had to write within 30 minutes. I didnt really need help, but i didnt mind lukes company, so oh well.

"Hey a friend asked if i could spend the night tonight, is that ok?" I ask.

"what friend? When did they ask, cuz i know they didnt text you. Its not that boy, right?"

"No, um, they asked at school the other day, Kimberly, my mom knows her." Kimberly was my go to cover, because she lived by herself, so my mom couldnt call her mom, and if my mom called her, kim would always cover for me.

"I dont mind, and i dont see why your mom would, so as long as shes cool with it, go ahead." I smile.

"Cool, i just need to grab my stuff, her house is within walking distance." I smile.

"You sure you dont want a ride?"

"No! Im good, thanks." I grab pajamas and clothes for tomorrow, then go downstairs to ask my mom, and she says its fine.

"Just be home by lunch tomorrow."

I walk to grays house and he immediately opens the door and pulls me in, he already has a blanket fort built, icecream tubs set out, and a movie ready to play.

"Hey babe?" He says, and i instantly know hes done someting wrong from his voice and how awesome this is.

I groan. "Yeah?" I cringe in anticipation.

"I kinda accidentally forgot your stepdad took your phone, and texted you..."

"Grayson!? Oh my god, Ill never get my phone back!" I yell. "Hell, hes gonna kill me! I told him i was staying at Kimberlys! He very specifically asked if i was staying at 'that boys' house before he let me go! And i bet you made it super fucking obvious i lied to him and was staying here!"

"Yeah, um, kinda." He smiled innocently.

"Im gonna shoot myself." I groan, crawling into the blanket fort and opening the icecream.

"Im sowwwyyyyyy!" He actually sounds and looks like he feels really bad about it.

"Whatever, ill enjoy the night while it lasts, before luke hangs me." I sigh.

We watch horror movies, then comedies, then disney movies.

Right as were going to sleep, while watching The Little Mermaid, Graysons phone rings, and he answers with out looking at the caller id.

"Hello?"

"Yeah."

"Shit!" He hangs up and my eyes widen.

"What?!"

"It was luke, he was using your phone, he just asked if i was grayson, and asked if you were here."

"Well then why did you hang up? You should have said no! You idiot!"

"I am sorry! I panicked!"

"Ugh. well, if im not at school monday, tell the police who killed me." I flop down into the bed, facing away from him.

he scoots up behind me and wraps his arms around me.

"Sowwy."

"I know." And we fall asleep.