Fighting Lesson
"Listen to me very carefully Violet, you need to grip the bat tightly because if you don't the bat will fly out of your hand." J told Violet.
Up until now I had been in charge of Violet's training but because I was newly pregnant J decided it was best if he took over. He usually preferred knives or guns to the baseball bat but he sure as hell knew how to kill using just about anything. We had just moved into our new house and were taking advantage of the ginormous backyard. Violet was eighteen months now and was ready to learn now that she was able to stand for long periods of time without falling over. She loved her baseball bat; J had made it specially for her, she loved it so much that she even slept with it.
I sat in a lounge chair, soaking in the sun while I watched the two of them. Thanks to the acid bath I had no pigment in my skin to tan or burn. J was never gentle with anyone, except for Violet. She was such a daddy's girl, just like me. She loved J so much and he truly loved her too.
"Dada I do." Violet said as she swung the bat. "I did, Mama I did!"
"I saw baby, good swing." I told her.
"Very good Princess." J told her. "Now try and hit my hand."
He held out his hands, which were covered with gloves. I watched as she swung the bat, but instead of hitting his hand she hit him square in the junk.
"Son of a bitch!" J yelled.
I couldn't help but laugh, watching a guy get hit in the nards was hilarious. Violet thankfully wasn't fazed by J's yelling, laughing along with me. J shot daggers at me, sitting down.
"Daddy up!" Violet shrieked.
"Daddy needs to sit down for a minute Princess." J told her.
"Ouchie." Violet said. "Sorry Dada."
"That's alright Princess." J said. "It's not as much pain as you caused Mommy when you tore out of her."
"Mistah J! Come here Violet, let's let Daddy have a few minutes, he's a big baby." I told her.
She climbed into the chair with me and laid her head on my chest. Even though she like J better she did love to cuddle with me. J wasn't very affectionate, unlike me.
"I hit Dada." Violet told me.
"I know you did, you did a good job baby." I replied.
"Stop filling her head with crap Harley." J told me. "I am not a baby."
"Daddy's getting mad." I said to Violet.
"Uh oh." She said with a giggle.
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