"Don't push me." He threatens, standing his ground. "Unless she does something first, I don't want you touching her. You could really hurt her and the lives inside her."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"You just don't get it." He explains. "Your not her father either. You can't say anything about her, or make any rules revolving her." He shrugs. "That's why I can do whatever I want."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I'm still pretty lost in my own thoughts, still on the floor. I hear someone call my name and I snap out of it, not knowing what was going on. "Huh? What?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I nod, "I don't really care. He's just my brother." I sighed, standing. I brushed myself off. "And ew. It would be really weird if you were my father." I chuckled.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!