Miguel

I sat in my office. I stared at a picture of Milan and I when she was four. Why did I say that to her? Seems like I'm losing her more and more everyday. It seems like everytime we speak, it never ends well. I picked up my phone.

I should call and apologize....
No, she wouldn't want to speak to me right now...
I put down my phone and stared back at the picture.

Flashback

There was a sound of light knocking on the door. "Who is it?"

There was no answer. I returned back to my computer screen when I heard the door slowly open.

"Milan is that you?" I swiveled around in my chair. She stood in the doorway in her pajamas, her curly, black hair disheveled.

"Hi, papí." She said quietly.

I looked at the clock on my desk. 1:44am. "What are you doing up?" I asked her.

"I couldn't sleep." She yawned, her silver eyes illuminating in the dark.

"Ven aquí." I held out my arms.
She walked towards me and I picked her up in my arms and she rested her head on my shoulder. "Why couldn't you sleep?" I rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"I-I had a dream that people in Woof masks were trying to get me." She mumbled quietly.

People in wolf masks? How could she possibly know about them? This time thing is weird with her.

"Anything else happened in your dream?" I asked. She shook her head. I stood up with her still in my arms and walked towards her room. "Okay, lets get you back to sleep."

"No! I don't want to go in there!" She protested.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. What do you want to do?" I asked her.

"I wanna watch t.v. with you." She said.

Sigh...girls are such high maintenance... I hope I'm having a son...

I complied and walked towards the couch and sat her down on it and laid on my back while she flipped through the channels with the remote. After a while, she crawled on my stomach and laid her head on my chest and fell asleep. I kissed the top of her head. My baby girl.

I picked her up and she rested her head against my chest. Getting closer to her bes, I went to lay her down, but she clung on like a little koala.

"I'm not shleeping here. I'm shleeping with you." She whined.

"Milan. Let go." I said sternly. "No." She countered.

"Milan Isabel Black. Let go."
"Don't you love me, Papí? Let me shleep with you." She begged.

My grey eyes met her metallic silver ones and I huffed. "Fine."
She giggled quietly.
End of Flashback

"Sir, you called for me." Someone snapped me from my thoughts. I turned around to see who it was.

"Yes, Elliot. How are you?" I smiled.

"I'm doing fine, sir. How are you?" He asked.

"I'm doing great. Oh! This is why I called you. I'm going on a business trip for a few days and I need you to keep an eye on my kids. Especially Mikey, he's bound to be influenced." I shook my head just thinking about it.

"No problem, sir." He nodded.

"I'm not only entrusting his life to you, but I'm entrusting Milan's life in your hands...permanently." I grinned.

"Meaning?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Meaning. You are going to marry my daughter....she just doesn't know that yet. We don't need someone like Dean Fuentes ruining her. And I need you to bring her to me immediately. I need to speak with her." I said. He let a grin show a little.

"Yes, sir. I'll bring her as soon as possible." Then he left.

Yes, I know that I wrote a short chapter. I'm the teenymac sauce. Sue me. (¬_¬)

Anyways I hope you're enjoying it so far.

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