CLARITYS POV
"Come on Harry! Play with us!"
"Harry swing me on the swings please!?"
"Harry NOO!Stop it Haha S-stoop! it-t!"
"LOUIS! HARRY! Come play with Alyanna and Me!"
I groan as i cover my ears paula is stealing my papa from me and my daddy.
Sighing i walk back at the house going straight to our room.
Not knowing what to do i took my ipad out of the cabinets and watch videos.
Clicking the one that said DIY T-Shirts.
After watching the video i called paulas mommy and ask for a shirt.
"Auntie Cristina do you have a spare t shirt in my size ?"
"OH! Yes! Of course belle i will just bring it to your room"She smile and i grin going back to our room.
Once i got the tshirt i started cutting and while i was cutting and doing tricks i cut my nails off causing it to bleed.Biting my lip to prevent my sob is prabobly the worst idea ever.
"DADDY! AHH! PAPA!"I scream as i sob hearing feets colluding with the floor.
"Belle! What happened?"ask aunt tina as she took my hand and holding a phone on her right hand
"I-i was,i was cutt-cutting the shirt and i was i was doing tricks and then i cut my nails and now it ble-eds! I need my papa and daddy please!"i sob as aunt tina nodded
"Hey tina!"i hear my papas voice on the phone
"PAPA! papa! Come home please ! Papa please my fingers is bleeding ! "
I scream sobbing
"WHAT!? LOUIS! KIDS ! Come on were going home! We'll be there in 5 honey stay still!"
"Okay papa please hurry up"i pleaded
"Goodbye now harry"aunt tina said
"Goodbye thanks"papa said hanging up.
"Now i need you to calm down sweetie alright ?"aunt tina said as i nod rubbing my eyes with my free hand.
"Aunt tina"i whisper looking down
"Yeah Isabelle?"she ask softly as i feel her looking down at me
"Do you think papa and daddy love me?"i said looking up at her as her eyes widen
"Of course! Why woukd you ask such a question?"she ask clearly surprise
"Nothing,just making sure"i said
"Well i know your parents love you! Very very much and-"but aunt tina was cut off by screaming from downstairs.
"BELLE!"and the next thing i knew my papa and daddy had pick me up as they ask me several questions
"What happened to my baby?"
"Are you hurt?"
"Who did this?"
"When did this happened?"
"I cut my nails !"i said
"Come on! I'll wash it and wrap a band aid on it"papa said as he carry me to the bathroom that is connected to the room.
