***TRIGGER WARNING***
Michael's P.O.V.
I didn't know what to say. It honestly looked like something out of a horror story. The cuts were so deep. The blood slowly made its way down her neck and into the shirt she had on.
She screamed.
My heart beat sped up and sweat broke out in my forehead. I grabbed her and ran to the bathroom. I popped her down on the counter and frantically searched for the first aid kit in the cabinet.
"Daddy *sob* " Mya cried squeezing her eyes shut. "Give daddy a second baby." I said pulling out the first aid kit. I quickly grabbed a rag and ran it under warm water. I lifted it to her cuts and she flinched back. I sighed, "Princess let daddy take care of you." She quickly shook her head, "No daddy *sob* i-it's gonna hurt.." I sighed and crouched down to her level. "Look at me." Her eyes snapped to mine and panic was written all over it. "You wanna kiss." She nodded rubbing her watery eyes. I softly pressed my lips to hers and let it linger. Her body visibly relaxed and she was once again at a calm state.
"Just relax and trust daddy."
She nodded taking a deep breath. I pressed the rag against her cuts being extra careful to be gentle. I dabbed it softly and wiped up the rest of the blood. "Baby let's go upstairs and take a bath to clean up a little ok?" She nodded. "Aladdin come too daddy?" She asked completely forgetting about her pain and fear. I shook my head, "we'll come back for him ok?"
"I want paci daddy" she said pointing to her purple sparkly paci. I shook my head, "not until you say the magic words."
"Pleaseeee" she said smiling brightly. I handed her the paci and placed her on my hip. I grabbed the ointment for her cuts and some band aids and placed the first aid kit back in the cabinet.
Mya's P.O.V.
"Ok princess come on and get in so I can clean you up." Daddy said holding his hand out towards me. I looked at his hand then at the water. I'm not getting in there...
"Baby come on." Daddy said again. I shook my head as thoughts came floating back into my head.
**FLASHBACK**
I knocked on the door. "Come in" master said without moving away from his desk. I opened the big brown door and walked inside. I walked over to master's side and kneeled at his feet so I wouldn't get in trouble.
"What is it number three?" He said not even bothering to look at me. I twitched.
"Master I-I finished cleaning your room a-and making your bed."
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