Dear diary,
Life isn't like the Disney fairy tales, with the lost slipper and hell of a cute prince charming. Life is bittersweet, cruel and hurtful. Well more like sleeping beauty and maleficent but even she got her happily ever after. Well my poin...
He was looking at me again, with his beautiful hazel eyes, he placed a tender kiss on my forehead.
"She sings now?" I was used to the quiet and scared Isabelle but surprise, surprise another version the playful five year old was here. Which was something I liked so much. "Yes she does, and I must thank you again."
"Thank me, why me?" I asked as we made our way down the stairs. "Because ever since that day you walked into her life, she has changed, she talks about you a lot, she has even drawn a picture of you, do not worry you will see her drawings on the wall of fame in her room, she plays to. She acts like a typical five year old and I am happy about that." I couldn't help but smile, I did something that made him happy.
But what was it i did? Clearly it was nothing. I only showed her attention and love whenever she was around and tried talking to her.
"She has this friend, one named Lillian, when she came over, the both of them talked like chattering parrots and sang like drunkards, she is actually in the same school as Lillian." Ah yes Lillian, the girl that spoke so many words in a second. We were down by now and the TV screen a showed a happy goofy being goofy.
"Isabelle I have someone here to meet you." She turned at her father's voice and her eyes landed on me, she ran into my open arms, and gave me a big wet kiss.
"Do I get one Isabelle? " She ignored him and pulled me to the sofa "sit it's goofy, I like goofy." And she went to bouncing on the chair, singing a song she obviously didn't know but wanted to sing along to. Mr Brayden had suggested we all take a break from everything and by we all I meant him and I, clearly he was under a lot of stress knowing a deranged woman was after him and his child. And now me her next victim.
He had avoided the question even after I had brought it up again as we were in the car. She belonged to his past, Richards words came back to me, what past did he have that he was keeping from me? He sat down in the opposite sofa and looked at me contemplating something.
I couldn't help but feel I was about to be dragged into something.
**** Days turned into weeks, I was able to move on my own without the help of anyone and true to his words I did see my picture on the wall of fame on Isabelle's wall as well as all other princesses and her dad. Well it wasn't exactly my picture but a stick drawing, I wasn't complaining.
The whole sit thing do not move around thing wasn't something I wanted to obey, I moved around and that helped alot. I also worked from home, but for some unknown reason Mr Brayden made sure I took care of Isabelle than actually work.
"Isabelle you have some homework that you need to do now." She made a little squeak "do I have to? I will do it tomorrow." She continued playing with her dolls.
"No, you can't tomorrow is school and you need to go to school which is tomorrow."
"I do not want to go to school tomorrow, they will laugh at me and not play with me. It's only Lillian that plays with me, the others make me cry."
"You never told me this." She shrugged her shoulders but still came to the table. "I do not like them anyway, some are mean and always push me even when I am on my own."
"At least you have Lillian and she plays with you, the both of you are very good friends, do you know what, you shod make her a friendship bracelet and give it to her tomorrow, it would make her very happy you know." She looked at me with the same hazel eyes as her father.
"Really do you think so? What colour shod I male them with?"
"Um, I am sure pink would or even purple, I can help you with that, all we have to do is just get some beads, do you have any?" She chewed on her lips deep in thought.
"No I do not have, daddy never leaves me around beads. Do you have a friendship bracelet?"
"Well, I met my best friend when I was four and his name is Richard and he-"
"That's a boys name. You can't have a boy as a best friend." She said with her vote brows in a frown, it made her look cute.
"Isabelle my love, you can have both a boy and girl as your beat friend, I have a boy and you a girl."
"Are you both still best friends?"
"Yes as a matter of fact we are, we went to the same schools well until now that is, he is going to a different school and I also a different school"
"When your best friend goes to a different school, does that mean your no longer best friends?"
"No it doesnt we just want to do different things, but we are still best friends"
"You still havent answered me, do you have a best friends bracelet?"
"Yes and no, yes when we started being best friends he and his big sister made me a nice necklace but then another kid pulled on it and all the beads spilled to the floor, I wasnt very happy, his mommy took him and I out for ice cream that day, and on my sixth birthday he bought me a love ring, and he got another love ring to for himself, sometimes he wears it sometimes he doesn't"
"Do you have it can I see it? she asked she was jumping on her seat."
