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It got to the next morning.
Aneysa was the first to wake up, feeling Neteyam's breathing as his arm was placed under her head.
She turned her head around, seeing him sound fully asleep, causing her to smile.
She loved seeing him whilst he was.. peaceful.
Aneysa brings her hand to cup onto his cheek, resting in gently for a while, whilst she brushes her thumb slowly.
Neteyam moved his head a little, repositioning himself, whilst still being asleep.
Her comfort did not wake him. If anything, it helped him to sleep more.
Aneysa then moves away, getting out of bed, as quietly as she could, not wanting to wake him, before she left their bedroom.
She makes her way to the bathroom, ready to freshen up.
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Aneysa walks into the guest room, finding Orla sat down.
Her hair was done in a tight ponytail, her tight curls flowing down from the back.
She was dressed, and the bed was made and ready.
"Orla... how long have you been awake for?" Aneysa asks, walking in.
"For an hour" Orla replies, before looking up at Aneysa, from her phone, "I usually wake up at seven, to give me time on getting ready for school."
"Oh right, I see. Have you.. eaten?" Aneysa asks.
She shook her head no, "I have only used the bathroom to wash up, but it would be rude of me to use your kitchen when I do not initially live here."
Aneysa looks at Orla thoughtfully, before her eyes soften, "come down. I'll give you something to eat."
Orla nods, giving Aneysa a warm smile, before the two of them make their way downstairs.
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"See, I understand breakfast is meant to be healthy, which is why I'm giving you cereal. But, you also get a doughnut" Aneysa walks to the table, placing Orla's breakfast in front of her.
"Thank you" Orla thanks her, before she takes her spoon, tucking in to her cereal.
"So, what high school do you go to?" Aneysa asks, sitting down opposite her.
"Ravenwood High" Orla replies.
Aneysa looks at her in shock, "that is actually a crazy coincidence. My sister in law attends the same high school. Her name is Tuk."
Orla nods, "I wont know who she is, I am only just starting today. My mother had me transferred and she got the papers back yesterday. They accepted me and so, I start today."
"Well.. this is great, I suppose. You'll be able to get to know Tuk. She's a great girl" Aneysa tells her.
Orla gives her an unconfident smile, "I'm sure she is, however, I don't think she'd wanna be friends with me."
"Oh.. why?" Aneysa asks.
"Well.. I'm Irish. People find my accent to be weird" Orla shrugged.
"You may have an accent, but you are a decent girl. You deserve to make good friends" Aneysa encourages her, "don't let what other people whisper about you, let you down. Because at the end of the day, they're whispering. They can't even speak to your face and honestly, that just shows how pathetic they are. So, stay confident."
She gives Orla a little pat on her shoulder, before standing up.
"I do wonder, how you and Kavin are siblings. He is nothing like you, personality and all" Orla says to her.
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment. Me and Kavin.. we haven't had the best life, if I'm honest. However, I chose to get help whilst he chose to run away. So" Aneysa shrugs.
"You know, he's turned into an alcoholic" Orla replies, completely zoned out as she talks.
"Oh?" Aneysa looked quite surprised.
"Yeah.. he's changed my mother quite a lot, since the last time I saw her. But then again, I hadn't saw her since I was a wee baby. So what would I know" Orla responds.
Aneysa looks at her in shock, wondering how Orla spoke that way so casually, like it was nothing.
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Aneysa arrived back into the house, after driving Orla to school.
As she walks in, she finds Neteyam downstairs, cooking himself some breakfast.
"Hey, take off your shirt. You look better when you cook naked" Aneysa says to him.
He turns around to see her walk in, letting out an innocent smile, "hey, I was wondering where you went!"
Aneysa chuckles as she walks towards him, hugging from behind, "I went to drop off Orla to school. Turns out she transferred to the same school as Tuk."
"Oh I see" Neteyam replied. Not sounding too happy.
"Is something wrong?" Aneysa asks.
He turns around to look at her, before letting out a sigh, his hand resting on her head as he gently pats it.
"Look, don't get me wrong. But your brother is a dick" Neteyam says.
"As if I didn't know. He didn't come to my wedding, that speaks volume" Aneysa replied.
"Getting his wife to just dump her kid here. Absolute dick" Neteyam says.
She nods, "I know. But we can't blame Orla. She's thirteen, she's come from Ireland, and now she has no where else to go."
"Unless we get tickets for her to go back" Neteyam says.
Aneysa gave a him a 'really?' Look.
"It's just, I'm not ready to be looking after someone else's child. That's not our job. Not our responsibility. They can't just drop her here and expect us to just lightly take her" Neteyam says.
"Look, I hear you. And I understand. But I also sympathise with Orla. She is a young girl. Just like Tuk. Now imagine if that was actually Tuk. We need to help her for the time being until we can figure out properly what to do, Teyam" Aneysa says to him.
He sighs, "very well. Whatever you say, goes."
"Thank you, for being understanding" she tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"Just the cheek?" Neteyam asks.
"I never said I was done" she places her arms over her shoulders, bringing her lips to his as the two of them kiss.
Tongues circling, and soft lips touching, as Neteyam smiles, against them.
He gives her one last peck, before moving away.
"Now, I need to make my breakfast, so stop distracting me" he turns around.
She giggles before whispers into his ear, "I wouldn't have to distract you, if you'd just fuck me already.. daddy."
"Ahhh!" Neteyam shouts, as she moves back, laughing hysterically as she runs away.
She knew how much he hated it when she called him that, but Aneysa continued to tease him with the word anyways.
He laughs to himself, hearing Aneysa laugh, as she's making her way upstairs.
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They both arrive to the hospital, making their way to Neteyam's office, to get into their white coats, when Jamie approaches them.
"Neteyam. Aneysa" he calls out, looking nervous, "a patient has been asking for you. He says that he knows you."
"Us?" Aneysa asks.
"He's an old man, in his late 60's. He has been submitted last night, after having a fall. His shock causing him to have a heart attack" Jamie informs them.
Jamie then leads the way as the two follow, making their way into the patients room.
Aneysa's eyes soften, as she walks in, ahead of the two men, as the old man was laid down, himself on a drip, as he had an oxygen mask placed on him.
His eyes were droopy, his face was pale.
The old man turned his head to the side slowly, his eyes taking its time to look up at Aneysa as they had become tired.
But as his eyes meet her face, he lets out a heartwarming smile.
"Aneysa.." he faintly let out.
"Mr Jones?.."
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