8-Nighty.
Andy POV.
“Are you ready to sleep?” he asks, but I wasn’t sleepy, I slept in the fly over here, I slept in the car, and I just ate, I don’t want to sleep.
“I’m not sleepy” I tell him, I wasn’t ready to sleep, not right now.
“Andy, it’s midnight, I’m only doing an exception tonight because it’s your first night” he says, time difference, damn it.
“But I slept in the fly, and I slept in the car” I say with a big pout.
“Andy, I said it’s bedtime,” he says like it’s the end of the discussion, he picked me up again and went back to our room, the one of mine. He got to the room and set me on the bed, I cried again and tried to push his hands away, I don’t want to sleep, I don’t want him to change me, this is all too much.
“Andy, stop with the brattiness, I don’t want to punish you before bed,” he says I don’t want to be punished, I want to stay awake.
“Don’t want to sleep” I say again, trying to sit up, he ignores me and makes me lie down again, he takes the overall off me.
“Close your eyes” he ordered, getting the covers over me, I try to sit up again but he shakes his head pushing me down, I start to cry openly now, I want up!
He let me go, for now, he goes toward one of the drawers in my room, he gets something and comes back, I was sitting back up, hands crossed over my chest, not wanting to sleep. He came back and got something in his hand, he got something behind my head, I tried to push his hands away but he was much stronger than me, the same thing went into my mouth, it felt rubbery. The next thing he got was something similar to a blanket, but it wasn’t like the one he covered me with first time, this one felt tight, it restricted my arms movement, I couldn’t take the thing out of my mouth either, tears were going down my face freely now.
“It’s not how I wanted our first night to go Andy, but you need to learn to obey me” he says in his firm voice, he did place me in a more comfortable position on the bed, he turned the lights off leaving only a night light on for me before moving out back to his room.
Once he left I started crying, I tried to kick, to get my hands out, to get the stupid thing out of my mouth but I couldn’t do any of those, I was trapped until he came and got me, more tears went down freely on my face, I must have cried myself to sleep in the end, I was too tried to cry or fight anymore. I woke up to someone taking the thingy out of my mouth, I could finally breath, next he let the blankie thingy off me, I could move both my hands, I could cross my hands over my chest and pout.
“Good morning my little prince” he says kissing the top of my head, but I keep pouting, turning my head to the other way.
“Why so fussy?” he asks but I don’t answer him still pouting, he ignored me and carry me to what looks like a bathroom, the fanciest bathroom I’ve ever seen in my life. I wiggle out of his arms, this time he do let me go, I decided to push him out of the bathroom, I’m not going with him inside, I pushed him out, he only allowed me to push him out, if he didn’t want to go, he wouldn’t have moved, he’s much stronger than me.
“I’ll be outside, don’t close the door” he wants me, as long as I get to pee alone, I’d take it, I did my business, washed my hands, that’s when he was back, he picked me up, placing me on the counter, carrying me around and manhandling me is getting old real quick. He got a green toothbrush for me, with a bunny on top of it, he got the toothpaste on it, wet it and turned to me, I opened my hand for it.
“No, open your mouth Andy” he order.
“I can do it” I say with a slight blush.
“No, I’ll do it” he says firmer and turn to brush my teeth for me, the paste tasted sweet more like candy than the minty freshness I’m used to. After he brushed my teeth, he let me off the counter, I wanted to run away from him, but he was out after me, getting new clothes for me.
“I can wear them alone” I say looking at the clothes.
“No, Andy, no more talking back to daddy” he says.
“I not talking back!” I say with a pout while he change me into new clothes, just as childish as the old ones.
“Drop the attitude, that’s strike one” he says making me frown, I didn’t do anything wrong.