I told my dad about how I was pregnant and got kicked out , I could see my father eyes turning red from anger . "How could , to my daughter that also, when shes in this state " he yelled ,
" what should I do about the baby dad " I asked him with tears in my eyes .
"What should you do ? Ofc it's your baby we're gonna raise it " he said patting my head
" don't worry , everything will be just fine. " he said reassuring me
5 months later
December 4 , finally I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, and named her Blythe , she had pure grey eyes and light brown hair ,
"She looks just like you " my dad said proudly
" she's even more beautiful than me " I giggle as I say that .
"In these times you really are like ray of sunshine " I said to the baby .
*Few months pass by *
" waaaaa waaaaaa " it's 3 am in the morning baby what happened.
I hold Blythe in my arms and comfort her , "it's ok mommy's here " after a little while she was back to sleep . This was my daily routine now .
After having Blythe and recovering from the pregnancy I started working at a near by cafe and left Blythe with my younger brother , who came home for summer vacation . I work at the cafe form 6 am to 4 pm . It's kind of tiring but I feel so relieved when I see my little baby girl . " I'm home " after 10 hours of working , half dead . I walk into the living room to see poop on the floor , broken vase and clothes everywhere .
" Lucas ! Lucas ,you peice of shit what is this"
I said in frustration
" sis , sis your back , Blythe is a devil , save me " he said as he cried , there were scratches all over his arms and fist full of his hair was in Blythes hand .
" damn she got u good " I said , as I smirked
" devil , you Both are devils, my lovely hair" Lucas cried as he went to the kitchen .
I high five Blythe ,"good job my little devil " I said .
I go to my brother and put some lotion on his bruises .
" she's five month old Lucas , u got beaten up by a baby " I said to annoy him
" not my fault she's so strong " he said as he glared at Blythe .
" no wonder you've got no girl , if you can't handle Blythe forget about getting a girlfriend" I said to tease him .
" sis ! , your so mean " he pouted
I laughed and said " what are u a lost puppy , it's cringy now , your not 12 anymore " I said that but still couldn't help but ruffle his hair , my brother is just so naive .
I remember when he was in middle school, he came running to me saying a girl confessed to him , and started crying because he was scared and frustrated because it was his first time . In conclusion he is scared of every girl except me . Even now I don't think he can talk to any other girl . But when he's with me he's no less than a devil , like every other brother in the world . Though sometimes I wonder why does he avoids girls , is he gay ?