"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Dom asks for the hundredth time. "I'll be fine, Daddy! I'll be good while your gone" I respond with the same argument that I have been using for 15 minutes. "alright..." He says and my face lights up. "I'll be back soon and if you act up you'll get no treat bubba" he says sternly.

I nod my head and watch him grab his things. He kisses me goodbye and then he's off to the store. I'm not sure why I wanted him to go so badly. I don't like anything he's going to get that much and I'm not doing anything I shouldn't. I back down where I was before we started talking. I continue coloring the page I was on and happily sit in lonely silence.

I peacefully color for around 15 minutes before I hear it. The loud bang of thunder. Daddy has told me countless times it can't hurt me but I still run to our room and duck under the covers. Tears roll down my cheeks as I pray my Dom-Dom will be back soon.

I don't ever want to be left alone again. I cry harder and harder as the thunder seemingly gets louder and louder. I want nothing more than to curl up against my mommy but the closest thing I have is his pillow. I hold her soft pillow tight and let his smell fill my nose. It helps me calm down and I'm soon reduced to silent tears.

I hold the pillow tight and try to think of what my.daddy would tell me if he was here now. I then feel the covers get pulled off. For a moment I'm scared until I see the very familiar face above me.