As I had Julia's things placed in the trunk by Taylor we all climbed in. First thing I was doing was getting this girl a true experience of tender love and body care. She seemed to be the one to care about that but she looked like she hadn't had a chance to relax. That was the main point of this trip.
As much as My Ana despises Esclava, it's the only place that I can take her and make sure she is properly treated. As Julia saw Esclava she looked a little nervous but she settled down after a second but I noticed she was pretty edgy once she saw Elena. Trust me no feelings are left towards Elena.
"Elena," I greeted politely. I was only doing it to show my new daughter how I expected her to behave.
"Christian," she greeted sweetly. But she scowled seeing Julia. She was just plain smirking though. I guess I know why she was edgy. Her and Elena had a falling out and she won. She was afraid for me to know.
"Hello Elena," Julia greeted a little too smugly.
"Kid," she responded. Julia couldn't stop her smirking. I walked over to her and whispered in her ear to get my point across.
"Play nice," I warned.
"Why should I?"
"She's the co-owner. I own it with her. Play nice," I responded. She grabbed a stress ball from her pocket and nodded squeezing it tightly. "Okay Elena, she wants everything except what I specify. I'll state what not to give her," I decided.
Anastasia and Julia had the scowl on with Elena. But Elena nodded and motioned for us to follow. Julia followed only because she knew I'd make Elena play nice too.
When we got to the waxing room, I made sure Elena had no business near her. Julia was sort of okay with me being in the same room. I had to have my eyes covered through while she wasn't covered. The girls agreed that unless Julia said otherwise, I could be in the room with her. It was hard to listen to her grunts of pain. None of the girls noticed.
Finally, as they let her shower I listened to her whimpers and soft sniffles. She was in pain. "Honey, can I get in there and help?" I wasn't crossing some invisible line.
"No I'm okay," she stammered and I could hear her voice wavering. She was in severe pain. I decided to take a deep breath and cool off. Finally I heard her stop sniffling and she reached out and grabbed the robe. She quickly wrapped up in it and stepped out.
Her skin was pink. Which means she was in pain while showering. "How much pain?"
"A lot but it's okay," she answered.
"It's not. You look like you just got baked," I answered while restraining my laughs. She couldn't help but laugh though.
"Fair. But anyways that's nothing. Sunburns, chlorine and swimming. That all at once is painful," she answered.
"I'm guessing the orphanage caused that," I chuckled. She nodded and I watched as her legs shook. "Cold?"
"No just tender," she answered.
"Okay, we should get you an outfit. Just so you can cover the pink skin," I sighed.
I held the hat and as we went over to Franco I just got her hair fluffed up. Like combed and dried. As that was finished I saw Anastasia coming up and she had iced capps. Just what we need. So I made a wait a second motion and ran to catch up to her and speak with her.
"Just finishing up. She's probably mad. I've got the hat," I answered showing her the little toque like hat.
Ana laughed as I strained my laughs. "You should probably go return that to her before she kills you," she laughed.
I looked and saw Julia had snapped a picture of me and Ana laughing. I knew she was trying not to laugh but nobody could deny that she was laughing. She had this little smile on her face and her eyes screwed shut. She was laughing her ass off.
When I walked in she took the hat and smiled. "Thanks now are you done killing my lungs?"
"Yes. Sorry about that he's an arse at points," Anastasia chuckled as I paid. When we got in the car I swear there was a smirk on Julia face.
"Let me see the picture," I chuckled. She showed me and I couldn't deny laughing either. She had caught me looking at her while she snapped the picture.
"Be grateful I don't show this to the school paper," she chuckled before hitting delete.
"You don't keep the pictures?" Anastasia was shocked. As was I. She had an act for this. She snagged a good photo.
"No. Unless they're really good. Like this one," she answered before handing me her phone. I was amazed. It was a sunset on the water. As if she was on vacation. "That was while I was with the orphanage in Palm Springs California. We took a little sight seeing tour and it was really pretty so I got the shot before I lost it," she answered.
As we drove off I saw she was tired. "You can sleep. I'll wake you up once we get there," I assured. She nodded and in no time I saw her face fall into the peacfeul look of sleep. "Goodnight my princess," I whispered to her and kissed her cheek.
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