My Angel_(1)

Right, so first story, please be kind.

Greetings, my name is James, I like reading stories on here and thought I would give it a shot. This will be a largely unerotic story that is going to build, so let’s see if you enjoy this introduction?

Angel- day 1

My life is less than stellar. When I was 15, I thought I knew everything about everything. I thought I knew what love was, what it was like to be ‘large and in charge’ Haha, I know it seems silly for some of you who know better.

Anyway, one thing good came out of my youth. I fell in love with a girl named celica, and we did what all couples do, we went on dates, to the movies, malls, you name it we were there! But we were too young, we had a child together, and she dipped out of motherhood. She wasnt ready for that kind of step.

I couldnt back out, after laying eyes on our beautiful baby girl, I could not help it. I knew i was going to kill myself inside if I gave her up, and did what celica did.

So at only 15 years old, I became a father. I went to school, graduated high school and college. By the time I got a good job as a translator for a pretty big company, my daughter was already about ready to graduate high school herself.

The company i just started working at had given me a decent start salary of 80,000 a year. All the countless hours and sleepless nights were starting to pay off, as I looked over at my daughters graduation packet.

I dont recall having this when I graduated, but then again, not everyone has children so young… I coughed internally, as I read over the stuff she highlighted she was interested in.

I did not have decent parents, despite me being emancipated from them at 16, they did not help out with me or my daughter at all. They were devote catholic, so having a child out of wedlock had GREATLY disappointed them and I was disowned.

Last I heard, they had a baby girl of their own, around the same age as my daughter. I had a sister the same age as my own child… I snickered at the thought.

“Daddy!” My daughter said frustrated, “your spacing out again, this is important to me!”

I smiled back as i brought myself back to reality. My daughter was a good girl, she inherited my knack for understanding people, and probably a good amount of my intellect, though she definitely inherited her mothers physical attributes. Smooth skin, jet black hair, and blue eyes. (Which are my genes!) I sipped on coffee as I scoured over the packet again. “Why does all this stuff cost so much, this stuff could help me pay my car off!” I looked at the total she was asking for, just under $600.

I thought of the many reasons to say no, to just allow the barest minimum, even then that was still almost 100 in it’s own right…

But she pulled out the stops, and I mean all of the stops in order to push me over the edge. I knew this game well, she had learned this trick from a friend of hers who was a spoiled child. I knew I had no reason to say yes and she knew it too, she was going to have to sell it to me like a businesswoman.

“Ok how about… I do increased chores, and washing the car until its paid for?” She pouted, pulling her lip down, and ever so gently pulling her long silky black hair back behind her ear.

“Haha, nice try baby girl, but I’m not falling for that trick!