So so so sorry that it's been ages since I updated! School just started again and everything so I have not had a lot of time. But anyway, enjoy this chapter and plz review!
Abandoned
Chapter Three- Where's Momma?
Clayton Edward Tapper was not a man of great patience. When his wife had gone into labor, he had not the patience to wait 36 hours for his first and only child, Rocky to be born; he had gone home and watched the Sunday night baseball. When his wife had died, he did not have the patience to sit through her 2 hour funeral and had simply left taking his 2 year old son with him.
Therefore, Clayton thought that it was a great deal to ask of him, to be at Nashville International airport at 8.30 in the morning, waiting for an old family friend he had not seen, for almost 10 years. He scanned the room impatiently and sniggered when he saw his now 6 year old son Rocky Clayton Tapper push a small girl off her seat in the arrivals lounge and sit on it himself.
"Way to go son!" Clayton cheered, his southern accent dominating his words "You show 'er who the man is!"
Rocky turned around a gave a thumbs up sign to his proud father. Clayton relaxed in his seat and stretched his legs, yawning noisily. It was well known that Clayton Tapper was extremely sexist. He thought that men ruled, they were the boss, and that women only existed to cook, clean, fill and man's sexual desires and produce his children.
He stood up as he saw Miley, walk through the gate, her long brown hair tied back into a ponytail, her baby blue eyes wet with tears. Her bangs were all over her face, but Clayton focused his attention elsewhere.
The flat-chested girl he had once known was no more. Her round firm breasts bounced with every step she took, and he was loving the view he was getting of her ass as she bent over to pick up her luggage.
Clayton walked over to her and spanking her ass playfully. She jumped forward in shock and spun around.
"Clayton, don't do that"
"Now, why on earth not?" He asked her smirking. "A nice booty like that can't go to waste now"
She looked away uncomfortably. "Long time no see" He continued "After y'all moved to ol' Cali I thought I'd never see you's again"
Miley smiled awkwardly "Well, here I am"
Clayton chuckled. "Oh yes you are" He leaned forward and placed a wet, sloppy kiss on her lips. Miley resisted the urge to pull back in disgust, and tried to enjoy it. He obviously hadn't shaved in awhile because the area around his mouth was prickly and his breath smelled and tasted like a sewer. It was like the opposite of kissing Mikayla.
Miley pulled back and wiped the slobber from her mouth. Clayton spanked her butt again.
"Let's get you home sweet cheeks"
In California
Mikayla sobbed into Nick's shoulder upstairs on the floor. Nick rubbed her back soothingly and kissed the top of her head.
"S'ok Mik, let it all out"
"W-w-why N-n-n-Nicky?" She sobbed "w-w-why d-did th-his hap-pen t-to m-me?"
"I don't know sweetie" Nick replied. He heard Summer shout out from downstairs.
"I need to feed Summer" Mikayla said weakly, trying to get up.
"No, its okay" Nick said "I'll go, you stay here" Nick laid her down on her bed, and kissed the top of her head. "I'm just gonna go and feed Summer, then I'll be back, okay?"
She replied with a small whimper and buried her face into her pillow. Nick walked downstairs into the kitchen and was greeted by a very indignant Summer, who had thought she had been forgotten. Nick picked her up and spun her round, then cradled her in his arms.
"You want some breakfast, Summy?" He asked, lightly kissing her nose. She nodded eagerly. "Ya"
Nick opened the fridge and found a small container with some mashed banana and stewed apple. He set Summer down in her baby chair and grabbed her little plastic spoon.
"Here comes the choo choo train!" He said scooping up a spoonful of Summer's food and twirling it playfully until it reached her mouth.
Summer giggled and opened her mouth as her food arrived at it. Once Summer had cleared her bowl and was all cleaned up, Nick took her over to the playpen and they both sat down to play with her toys. Summer put down the teddy she was holding and glanced up at Nick.
"Nicky?" She asked shyly. "Yeah, baby?" He said looking at her "Where's momma Miley?" Nick sighed and pulled the small girl onto his lap. He kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair. "I don't know Summer, I really don't know"
He heard footsteps and looked over to see Mikayla standing in the kitchen doorway. Her face was tear-stained and her eyes were red and puffy. Nick stood up, still holding Summer and handed her to Mikayla. She held onto her daughter as tight as she could without hurting her, and rocked her gently whispering, "It's gonna be okay, baby".
Nick felt his own eyes start to water as he watched the two girls he cared about the most, so vulnerable. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around both of them, kissing both of their heads.
"Nick?" Mikayla asked pulling back
"Yeah?" He said softly
"I-I-I want- I- Just- I" She stammered
"What do you want Mickey?" He asked soothingly
"Will you- be- be" She took a deep breath and regained herself. "Will you be Summer's godfather?"
Nick smiled
"I mean it's okay if you don't want too" She said quickly "I just thought, since your so good with her and she adores you and now that M-M-Miley's g-gone, maybe you would…"
"Mickey" He stopped her from getting all worked up "I'd be honored to be Summer's godfather"
Mikayla smiled weakly "Good"
Nick pulled both of them back into his arms "I'll always be here, for both of you. Always" Mikayla responded into the hug, but Nick heard her say under her breath "That's exactly what Miley said"
Well, there's chapter 3! Sorry it's kinda short, but I really wanted to give you guys an update. Hope you enjoyed, please review and leave your thoughts. Thanks