The only sound I could hear from my room in the hotel we were staying in was Lolita's crying. I felt terrible but I couldn't have just lied to her.
She hadn't said anything when I first told her.
In fact she thought I was kidding.
She's been crying for hours and I wanted so badly to tell her everything would be okay again, but I honestly didn't know.
A child's mother means everything to them.
I was close to my mother as well when I had her. Then she died when I was around Lolita's age.
I took it the same way she's taking it.
I heard my door open and I looked up to see her with puffy bright eyes and her hair a mess.
"Can I sleep with you?" She sniffled.
I only nodded and lifted the covers for her.
I wrapped my arm around her as she cried softly.
I just pray this goes behind us soon.
"I'm sorry." I whispered as I shut the light off.
I'm not sure if it were more to her or Charlotte.
Either way, I was terribly sorry for everything.
I just hope and pray she finds it in her heart to forgive me.
Both of them.
- - -
*Few weeks later*
"Paul?"
I looked up from my book to see Lolita standing in front of me.
"Yes, dear?"
She crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame.
"When can I start school? I miss having friends and stuff."
"School?"
I had never actually thought about school. It had just been her and I for the past weeks staying in different hotels every night.
And even then I didn't think of school. But what my Lolita wants, she gets.
Not to mention she probably wanted a little space from our more intimate moments together...
Maybe now would be the time to get a place and let her go to school. An all girls school that is!
"Well, pack your things. Let's go find a house."
"Really?" She asked happily.
"Precisely." I smiled.
"Ah! Thank you!" She jumped on my lap and hugged me.
I patted her back and kissed her cheek.
"You're very welcome. Now go pack your things!"
She nodded and raced away from me and into the other room.
I tried to finish reading my book but I was just as excited as she was.
Finding a house would be good for the both of us. We'd have much more room for our things and wouldn't necessarily have to leave them in suitcases.
I stood to my feet and walked to my room and began putting the things I had out (which was just a pair of pajamas and my razors for shaving) and began putting them away.
"Hey, can we get some fruit?"
I turned around to face her.
"If you would like yes."
A/N: Vote and comment for an upstate and very glad Lolita had forgiven Paulie. Yeahhh!!! :)
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Lolita (Beatles fanfic)
Fanfiction"She was Lola in slacks. She was dolly in school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms, she was always Lolita."
