Demi
"Wakey wakey eggs and bacy.." I shook Lilyana slightly. "Get up sweetie, it's time for breakfast." A groggy sound escaped her lips, I wasn't clear on what she said because she had her face stuffed into a pillow, muffling her voice. "What was that?" I inquired.
"But I'm not hungry." My heart instantly dropped. Even though the doctor told me she wouldn't have much of an appetite, I still worry. She was small for her age, and I'd never actually seen her eat. "Can't I just sleep?" She stuck out her bottom lip, giving the cutest pouty face I'd ever witnessed.
"Don't even with that face, I'd love to jump into bed with you and sleep all day but it's doctor's orders that you eat at least 5 times a day for the next few weeks." Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head.
"But mom! I'm really not hungry" she raised her voice.
"Calm down baby, it's nothing much ok. The foods not gonna hurt you, you'll be fine." I pulled her out of bed. "Can we enjoy our first family meal... can you at least pretend to be happy about it?" She forced a miniature smile on her face. "Let's go beautiful" I took her hand in mine and led her into the dining area where we are going to have our first family breakfast.
"Do normal families do this?" Logan asked.
"Uhh, I wouldn't know the first thing about normal families." I giggled handing Lilyana a bowl of oatmeal with fruits, toast and bacon on the side. She slowly ate the bacon in little bites, drinking her orange juice between each bite. As conversation carried on, Lilyana was so wrapped up in her meal, so focused on nibbling on her grapes and apple slices, I don't think she remembers, that she's surrounded by people. "Hey Lil, you okay baby?" She instantly snapped out of her trance. Forcing a smile on her lips. She nodded. "You haven't touched your oatmeal or toast baby"
"She's not a toast type of girl," Logan reached over to her plate grabbing the slightly burnt bread slices off her plate taking a bite into them. She smiled up at him.
"Boys will be boys huh?" I scoffed at his manly manner. He smirked with his killer smile, oh how I loved my little man. I looked over at Lilyana slowly eating her oatmeal with a queasy expression plastered on her face.
"Uh, can I be excused?" She grunted. I barely shook my head before she sprinted off upstairs.
"What's going on with her?" My puzzled expression caused my husband to kiss my wrinkled forehead.
"It depends on what you put in her oatmeal," he took another bite of his toast.
"Because that's not a weird question." He rolled his eyes playfully, "Um, oats obviously. Cinnamon, vanilla extract, sugar, cream, a dash of salt, it really makes the flavor pop. Oh yeah and milk."
"Ding ding ding we have a winner." I shot him a confused look. "She's partially lactose intolerant."
"Partially? How partial is partially?"
"She can't stomach regular ice cream but she can with frozen yogurt and low-fat ice cream. 1% milk and 2% if it's flavored."
"I used whole..."
"Well then she's puking out her guts right now."
"Why wasn't that in her file? That's something pretty important to know."
"If they added it, then by law they'd have to buy her special milk and lactaid pills. They didn't want to pay the extra, for her."
"Is there anything else I need to know?"
"She's scared of people, deathly allergic to all types of nuts, breaks out in hives when she's anywhere near buckwheat and coconut. Oh yeah and she has this thing where she doesn't express herself nor does she know how to. And that's pretty much it." Nick patted Logan's back,
"Go check on your sister, see how she's doing, eh?"
"Sure thing dad." Logan nodded, he jogged up the stairs.
"Bad at expressing herself... should we be worried Dem?" I contorted my face.
"How bad? Through words? Or just completely? I don't know what to think. I don't want to categorize her, as something that she's not. I don't want to scare her away."
"Let's just observe her for right now." He hugged me, engulfing me in his warm loving embrace. "It's gonna be okay," he kissed my lips tenderly.
Nick
"Knock, knock!" I said as I stood outside of Lilyana's door.
"Come in!" She chimed with a chuckle
"Hey kiddo," I scratched my head, acting like a socially awkward nerd, just to see my little angel smile. "How are you feeling?" I sat down on the edge of her bed that's near her desk, where she was seated.
"Um, substantially better," she gave me a quirky smile.
"What are you working on, it's summer?" I lifted a single eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be partying hard with your peers?" She giggled.
"Well since you insisted.." her voice trailed off as worry filled my heart, "My friends Evie Lynne and Ashtyn are having a 4th of July cook out, can we go? I've never been before." She had the cutest puppy dog face of all time. Oh goodness gracious she's gonna be the death of me.
"Okay, it's a yes from me, let's just make sure mom doesn't have any plans that day, because she's one busy woman." She jumped in my lap squeezing the bejesus out of me.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She kissed my cheek between each thank you, she pulled out her phone while squealing.
To group: MY DAD SAID YES!!! Let's just hope my mom does to! Let's keep our fingers crossed.
My smile spread across my face like a wild fire, she called me her dad.
"Why are you smiling so big, you big goof?" She pushed my shoulder.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Her look read, I'm watching you. "What are you doing?"
"Just writing."
"Watcha ya writing? Mind sharing?"
"It's nothing much it's just a poem, and it's not done yet, so don't laugh." She handed me the paper.
Lead Me Out Of The Dark
It's not quite a mystery. I'm the one who's insecure, the one that makes believe, that it's all okay, and I'm doing fine, when I'm fighting just to stay alive, with a fragile state of mind, that I can't quite survive.
Without a doubt, I need help. I know what I've done wrong.
The only way out of here is the way I've avoided for all these years. There's so many things I wanna say, but there's too many things still in the way. I'm lost, please help me find my place. Please lead me out of the dark.
I'm moving on, I promise change, and I swear today, I'll be a better. I'll be who I was then.
It's been too many long years, I can't change the past, I've shed so many tears, I can't believe I've lasted this long. I see now that I'm wrong.
The only way out of here is the way I've avoided for all my life. There's so many things I wanna say, but there's too many things still in the way. I'm lost, please help me find my place. Please lead me out of the dark.
"Wow, Lily this is deep. And amazing. I didn't know you were such an amazing writer." She blushed deeply.
"You actually like it?" She asked with her head down, her eyes glued to her feet.
"Like it? I loved it. It spoke to me." She threw her arms around me, her head nuzzled into my lower chest.
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I think that father daughter relationship is cute, am I the only one who thinks so. lol yeah? Anywho, this won't be just about Lilyana. Once school starts the attention will turn and it'll be 50 / 50. And it'll be a real story from then on.
Warning you will probably dislike one of the twins as the story progresses. ((:
And I updated just for you Kelsey.
Since Halloween is tomorrow and in less than 3 hours, I'll just say it.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
Technically hallows eve but whatever. Do you, have fun, and stay safe!