We're getting closer and closer to daddy George and the rest of the family finding out about Luke.
Also, I think we've now established that the official ship name for Vivi and Simon is Sivi.
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I knew that Simon liked me and I also liked him but I didn't actually think about the possibility of the song being about me. Now, it's not like I walk around and think of that song specifically all the time but now I definitely couldn't take my mind off of it.
Christmas was really nice. I loved spending time with my huge family. I actually felt comfortable, though the hugs became a bit too much after every present that was being opened and I ended up getting quite uncomfortable by it. I just didn't show it. I bit it in me and let my family have their hugs. Simon didn't hug me. He respected that he knew I didn't like it. He just didn't know why but he didn't press to find out like my brothers would do if they knew.
Today was December twenty-sixth and I had to leave to go stay with Luke. Everyone thought I was staying with Emery and I honestly wish I were but unfortunately I was too weak to completely stand up for myself and leave Luke.
"Vivi." dad called, breaking the conversation I had with Lexi. I looked at him as he approached from the front door with what looked like a muggle phone. "I want you to have this?"
"What?" I frowned. "Why?"
He nodded for me to come with him and I did. I followed him to the other end of the room so we could talk alone.
"I didn't know if you'd be comfortable with talking about it near Lexi." he told me. "After all, she doesn't know what's been going on with you."
He handed me the phone and I looked at it. We had learned about these in school. It was a Samsung galaxy S. It came out around June 2010.
"While you're at Emery's, I want you to keep that on you." he told me. "I bought it a few years ago in case of emergencies and I have one too. The number to mine is typed into this one and I want you to call me instantly if you feel like you're gonna have a panic attack or if you get the urge to harm yourself, alright?"
I nodded slowly, looking at the phone in my hands. He was so worried. He had always been like that. Sure, he was one of those fun dads that loved to annoy his children but he was also the one that worried the most out of him and mum. I think he's just always had a hard time accepting the fact that one day his kids wouldn't be little anymore. They'd grow up and step into the real world and he was scared of that because he had experienced the cruelty of it.
"And I mean it, Vivi." he told me. "I don't care if it's three in the afternoon or three at night. You call me if you feel like you might hurt yourself in any way, if you feel anxious or if you have a panic attack. I will have mine near me so I'll answer it no matter what."
"Okay." I nodded. "Thank you dad."
He smiled before he pulled me in for a warm hug, rubbing my back as he swayed me from side to side. "I don't want you to feel like I don't trust you, I just want to make sure you're okay and I know addiction is hard."
"Your great uncle suffered from it." mum's voice spoke as she joined the hug. Dad lifted his arm to wrap around her, welcoming her in. "Though that was alcohol. It's hard but you're a strong girl, Vivi. You've got that from your father."
"No, that's definitely you, my love." dad argued and I couldn't help but laugh at them as I pulled out from the hug.
"How're you gonna get there?" mum asked. Dad's arm stayed around her as they both looked at me. I fidgeted the phone in my hands.
"Grandpa gave me permission to burrow one of the brooms they've got here." I said. "As long as I return it back which I obviously will."
"Okay." she nodded. "If just you stay safe and take care of yourself."