GEORGIA'S POV

My mind felt all fuzzy. I couldnt think clearly.. I looked around the room to try and remember where I was. My room at daddy's house. I suddenly felt alone and scared. Daddy wasn't here. My brain couldnt think of a logical thing to do, so I began to cry and shake. I was all alone, and nobody was here. I sniffled loudly, the tears rolling down my cheeks faster. He wasn't coming. Suddenly, the door burst open. "Georgia?" I began to cry harder. He did care...? He wrapped his arms around me, protecting me. I suddenly felt safe and warm. "Georgia, talk. Please?" He sounded concerned. I focused on talking, but what came out didn't sound like me. "me missed chu.."

Oh no. It worked. Georgia was currently sobbing into my shirt, making it wet. "Me missed chu.." she said. Wait what? It had worked too well. I sat on her bed and brought her into my lap, rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her. She seemed more emotional. After a few minutes, her sobs stopped. "Georgia, sweetie?" She looked up at me. "How about we get you dressed?" She nodded and I lifted her off my lap, expecting her to walk to her wardrobe. Instead, she did another unexpected thing. She made grabby hands at me. "Lift!" I stared at her, startled. I picked her up and carried her over to the wardrobe. "Do you want to pick out your outfit?" Georgia nodded and pointed to an over-sized purple hoodie, a white pleated skirt and long thigh-high white stockings. She would've never picked that out before.

My brain was still all fuzzy, but eventually it faded away. I wanted daddy. I picked out my outfit and stared at daddy expecatantly.

"What?" he asked

I frowned. Wasn't he going to help me?

"arent you gonna help me dress?"

He looked startled. "If you're sure, princess.."

Daddy pulled off my dirty clothes and helped me into my hoodie, skirt and then he pulled up my stockings. I smiled and jumped into his arms, making him stumble backwards slightly. He chuckled and stroked my head. "What do you want to do, princess?"

"Play!!" I yelled. He tapped my shoulder.

"No yelling." I held back tears. When I was younger, my old dad used to criticise me all the time and tell me I was wrong.

"P-play please..?" He smiled.

"That's better." Daddy took me into my playroom and tried to put me in my playpen but I struggled and said, "no! Tea party!" Daddy chuckled and placed me down on the floor. I giggled and toddled over to the stuffy tower and grabbed 3. A large toy cat, a tortoise and a lion.

I set them down in different seats and arranged their tea cups properly in front of them and poured the tea. Daddy smiled at me and then moved backwards, observing me closely but also checking his phone. Then a thought popped into my mind. Cookies. "Daddy, I go to toilet." i lied.

He nodded at me and answered a call from someone. I exited the room and ran for the kitchen. Daddy didn't come after me, so I was safe. I searched the cupboards for cookies and couldnt find any. I checked the large cabinet. It was full of sweets and treats. The cookies were on the top shelf. I jumped upwards and leapt onto the shelf. "NO, GEORGIA NO!" I heard a loud yell behind me and that startled me. I fell backwards off the cabinet and landed in daddy's arms.

He stared at me crossly. I was still shook from his yelling and i fought back tears. But then I couldn't hold it. I thought of my dad. He used to yell at me if I did one thing wrong. Daddy immediately looked concerned and hugged me. "Sorry for yelling, little one. How about we forget what just happened, okay?"

I nodded and curled up in his arms.

"Want to play dress-up?" he asked.

tomorrow I needed to ask the headmistress about Georgia. At the moment, this whole sudden change felt forced and I regretted doing this. I asked if she wanted to play dress-up to take my mind off things. Georgia squealed in excitement and ran into her bedroom. "Make me a princess!" she yelled. I chuckled and grabbed a play-makeup case I bought her. Georgia sat down on her bed and fiddled with her fingers whilst I chose her 'princess outfit'.

The dress, I knew it was half pink but Georgia didn't seem to mind:

I got her some fluffy stockings:

And them I set her down in front of me. I brushed her hair gently, taking out the tangles. I then did her hair in cute pigtails and fastened them with white bows. She giggled and I gently booped her nose. Then I grabbed the makeup and face-paint kit. I did a little cute cloud eye makeup on her.

She giggled and I hugged her tight. "You look gorgeous, princess." I paused. "One last touch." I got her a tiara and placed it crooked on her head. She fixed it and giggled. Georgia tilted her head and handed her a pink pacifer that matched her outfit:

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eogria smiled and sucked on her pacifer. I patted her head. "Want to watch a princess movie to match my little princess?" Georgia nodded and squealed loudly. I put on Cinderella and she curled up on my lap.

Georgia yawned and I glanced at the clock.it was 9:30 her bedtime. I carried Georgia to her bathroom and watched her closely. "Brush your teeth, baby." She did so and when she was finished, I took her to her bedroom. "Bed or crib?" Georgia picked her rainbow bed and I tucked her in and kissed her cheek. "Goodnight, sweetie." I tucked her favourite comfort teddy, Ted in with her. She smiled at me sleeping and turned over. Before I left her room, I locked her windows securely. Then i shhut her door quietly. I relaxed on the sofa and turned on a crime-thriller movie. I needed some non-disney films right now.

I couldn't sleep. I didn't want my comfy bed or the crib. I wanted daddy's lap. I crawled out of bed and snuck out into the Hall. I heard a gun shot noise and i screamed loudly. Daddy was dead!! But then I became very confused, because he came to me, and he was alive and breathing. I clung onto his arm and he turned off the TV. "I-i though you were d-dead.." Daddy looked shocked for a second and then burst out laughing. I glared up at him crossly. It wasn't funny. He would've left me if he was dead. He smiled at my reaction and scooped me up in his arms. "No need to worry, daddy was just watching a bad scary film." I nodded, relieved he was alive. Then I remembered why I was out here.

"Daddy?"

He nodded, looking at me. "Daddy, can I sleep on your lap?" He looked surprised.

"Well, not on my lap, that would be uncomfortable for us both. But how about you sleep in my bed, or I stay in your room?"

"Your bed!!" I squealed. He had a big bed, I had peeked earlier. We went into his room, and on the way I grabbed 5 stuffies. I climbed into oneside of the bed and placed all the stuffies between me. Daddy changed I into his pajamas and I shut my eyes. "Open them." he said.

I opened my eyes nervously and then burst out giggling. Daddy had matching pajamas on to me!!

IIt was super cute and made my laugh. Then I snuggled close to him and drifted off to sleep.