Her Lost Soul 2

Chapter 14

"Yeah, still here moaning about fucking painkillers that will help you. You heard her, it's bad for your heart!"
    "My heart it fine," she says casually as though it's not an issue. Why can't she take this seriously?
    "It's never going to be fine, Riley! Do you not see? You have to be careful for the rest of your life or we could lose you. You not taking this seriously will send you into an early grave."
    "I am taking this seriously! I stopped the drinking, I stopped the caffeine. I take the damn tablets!" Stop the caffeine? I saw her have caffeine only two days ago!
    I need more, "It's not enough, Ri. Not for me."
    "Then what is? I'm not sure what more I can do here."
    "Stop making stupid risks. Stop acting like your life is meaningless. You have so many people that adore you. If you died we would all die along with you."
    "I have stopped making stupid risks! For Miley." Bullshit! She must have walked away from me. We would have noticed if he came up to us.
    "No. You haven't. You made your own way home. You carried heavy bags and Miley. You left me tonight which meant I couldn't protect you. You had my sister with you! He could have hurt her!" I notice tears falling from her beautiful eyes and I instantly regret my words. I had to make her see but I didn't want to upset her.
    She turns away from me and huddles in a ball. Fuck! She covers her face with her brace and she starts to sob. I walk around the bed and I stroke her face, "Shit, Ri. I'm sorry," I never want to make her cry. "Riley, please. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry."
    "I'm no good for her," that's rubbish. My sister would still be in that home. I would never have found her and she'd be miserable. I climb on the bed in front of her and pull her to my chest. She buries her face in my neck and continues to cry.
    "Shh, you are good for her, baby. You are her Angel, the courts would never have granted you custody if not. She needs you, she would be rotting away in that god awful place right now dreading Christmas."
    "No, I put her in danger," she whimpers.
    "Shh, baby. I'm sorry, okay? You saved her, you've brought her out of her shell so much in such a short amount of time. I can interact with her without you in the room now. It's not your fault James is a threat. In a normal situation, she would be safe, you would be safe. I was angry, I'm sorry." I stroke her hair but she still continues to cry. I don't know what to do, "Hell, you are so emotional these days baby. Shouting at me one minute, crying the next."
    "Why the hell is she crying?" Tyler growls. Oh fuck, he always comes in at the worst possible time.
    "Because your sister is a pain in my ass. She took what I said the wrong way, calm down bro." I sigh but continue to comfort her.
   "Is she being discharged yet? I'm shattered," he yawns and stretches. Yeah, me too. Who needs Christmas tomorrow? Staying in bed with her seems like a better idea.
   "Yeah, soon. The Doctor is writing a prescription up and then we can go. Riley, please stop crying, I'm sorry okay?" she sniffs trying to stop her crying.
   The doctor walks back in, "Are you okay Miss Blake?" she asks and Riley nods into my neck. My neck is wet from her crying.  "Okay, here's your prescription, start taking it tomorrow as you were given painkillers from the paramedic. Take it as prescribed and go see your GP if the pain is still bad after the stated dose." She passes the discharge papers to Tyler and he quickly signs it.
    She passes him the prescription and I climb out of bed. I lift her up and she opens her mouth. , "Don't. . ." I warn. I'm not in the mood for her shit right now. "I don't want to hear it Ri. I'm fucking tired and I'm not seeing you in pain."
    "Fuck mate, have you got a death wish? Nobody tells my sister what to do and gets away with it," Tyler jokes.
     "I'm not in the mood, bro. She has to fucking deal with it. I'm done humouring her. I'm too tired for that shit. If she so much as speaks again tonight I'm going to lose my shit." She buries her face in my neck being obedient for once. I start walking out of the hospital.
   "Don't be mad. . . I love you," she whispers. Man, she's cute. How can I be mad when she says that!
    "I'm so mad, Ri but I love you." Once I get to the car I ease her into the back seat. I lean over her and do her seatbelt up. She smells so fucking good. I move away and shut the back door. I climb into the front and do my belt up.
    "I'm starving," Tyler moans.
    "Yeah, me too," I agree.
    "I'll swing by somewhere on way home."
    "We need to go to a chemist. It won't be open tomorrow," he nods. "I'll google where's open." He nods again and I type on my phone.
    ABIGAIL- Is she okay, Miley asleep but restless. X
    ME- Thank you for looking after her. She's okay, she needs rest. We are picking up her prescription and then we will be home. X
    ABIGAIL- Okay Honey, be safe. X
    I let Tyler know which Chemists are open and we grab a pizza on the way to it. We sit in the car park of the chemist and eat the pizza. I look back at Riley and she's fallen asleep against the door window. I guess I'd rather her asleep, she will cause less trouble then.
    "I don't know how you kept your cool bro," Tyler says as I eat a slice of pizza.
    "Me neither, I was so fucking angry. I wanted him to face me like a man but he's a coward. Why did it have to be her he was fixated on? I wouldn't be so fucking freaked by it. I wouldn't really care if it was anyone else. But to do that to my girl. Unacceptable and I didn't even get to punch him once."
    He laughs, "You saying if I had another sister you wouldn't have protected her like that? You wouldn't have tried?"
    I shrug, "I may have tried but I probably wouldn't have run up there as I did. I ain't being shot for no one."
     "Oh cheers," he says sarcastically.
     "Bro, I love you and my new family but I don't want to die." He laughs loudly and Riley stirs.
    "Please, let her go. I will go with you, just leave her out of it," she whimpers. "It's just a cover, for her," she pleads. Hell! She's talking about the ring. Did he find out about that? I lean over and I touch her leg.
    "Shh, Ri, I'm here," I hush her. She settles down and I finish eating. "Am I going or you?"
    "I'll get it," he says. He collects the rubbish and he climbs out of the car. I get my phone out.
REGAN- I need to see you.
    ME- When will get the message that I'm not interested!
    REGAN- Flynn please, I'm scared. I can't do this on my own.
    ME- You need professional help. Stay the hell away from me and Riley!
     I block her number. She's gone too far. I put my phone away and wait for Tyler to return. He climbs in five minutes later and we head home. When Tyler pulls up I sigh with relief. It's been a long fucking day. I get out and walk to Riley's door. I open it and she falls out the door but luckily the belt stops her falling too far.
    I push her upright and unclip her belt. I lift her out of the car into my arms. She wraps her arms around my neck, oh I guess I woke her when I opened the door. I carry her into the house and Abigail greets us. "Is she okay?" she asks.
    I carry her up the stairs and Abigail follows, "She's fine, she's tired. I think the pain killers really helped. We stopped off to get her painkillers on the way home." When I reach the top of the stairs I ask, "Where's Miley?"
    "In her room. She's asleep but it took awhile to get her to sleep." She goes to open Riley's door. No she's staying with me.
    "No, not in there." She frowns and closes it. "My room." I see her smile and I keep walking towards my room. Abigail opens it and I walk in. Abigail flicks the light on and I lower Riley onto the bed and she whimpers. I don't think it's pain, I just don't think she wants me going anywhere. "Do you have any more pillows, Abigail?" The doctors said to keep her elevated.
     "Sure, I'll go grab some Honey." She leaves the room and I sit Riley up and start undressing her. She groans and I hush her. She's so cute. I keep her bra on as Abigail will return soon and I don't need a hard-on when she's passed out. I pull off my hoodie and top and I slide my top on her. I lower her back down and I slide on a fresh top before Abigail returns. "Here you go," she says and I take them from her.
    I sit her back up and I put pillows behind her so she sleeps more upright. I lower her back down, "No," she mutters. I hush her again and stroke her hair. Always so difficult. I cover her body with the duvet and stroke her hair again.
    "Thank you for watching Miley," I look at Abigail and she smiles.
    "Thank you for looking after my daughter again." I smirk it's what I do I guess. I've become her protector. I walk out the room and I walk downstairs. I find Tyler in the living room.
    "I'm off to bed bro, can I have her drugs? I will need to force feed her each time." He laughs loudly and gets up. I follow him into the kitchen and he collects them from the counter and passes them to me.
    "You wanted to live to see the new year right?" he jokes.
    "I didn't think it was possible for your sister to become more stubborn. She proved me wrong," I roll my eyes. "I'm going to bed, I need to sleep for a week."
     He nods and I make my way upstairs. I walk into Riley's room and Miley is restless as Abigail said. I lift her out of bed and she looks up at me. "Shh, go back to sleep Smiley. Angel is here," I reassure her. She nods and shuts her eyes. I carry her to my room and I climb on the bed and lower her down.
    Miley clings to my girl. No sex for me tonight. I laugh at the thought, I strip into my boxers and I switch the light off. I climb into bed and I wrap my body around Riley. I stroke her hair out of her face. I could have fucking lost her tonight. At least he's locked up. I'm hoping he died in hospital but I don't think I'm that lucky. I shut my eyes a drift asleep.
    I wake to Miley squealing. I guess she's excited that it's Christmas. "I've been a bad girl, does that mean I won't get any presents again this year?"
    "Honey, you aren't bad. . . just misunderstood. Whilst you live with me, you'll always get presents."
    "Yay! Flynn!" Fuck! Stop screaming, it's too early for that! "Flynn wake up! It's Christmas!" Christ, I'm awake.
    "Smiley?" settle down. Please. I need coffee. She climbs on me and starts bouncing up and down on me. Where do kids get their energy from? "Okay, okay, I'm awake Smiley." I sit up removing my body from Riley. "Let's go find Nana and Pop's shall we?"
     She stops bouncing and crosses her arms, "No. Angel!" she protests.
     "Angel needs to rest Smiley. Please, let her sleep for a bit."
     "Is she poorly?" she uncrosses her arms and looks at my girl.
     "Kind of, she needs to rest or she won't get better."
     "Okay, I'll let her sleep." Good, I help her off the bed and Riley grabs my hand. I squeeze her hand and then withdraw. I don't want to leave her either but Miley is literally bouncing off the walls. I quickly get dressed and I walk to the bathroom.
    "You need to go to the toilet?" she nods and I usher her in. See, I'm getting the hang of this shit. I shut the door and wait for her to come out. She opens the door when she's done and she holds her hands out to me. Abigail walks towards us and hugs us both.
     "Merry Christmas kids," she says and releases us.
     "Merry Christmas, Nana!"
     "Merry Christmas, Mom," I smirk. "Is Tyler up yet?"
     "Nope, not yet," I nod. "How's Riley this morning?"
     "Tired, I'm trying to get her to rest but I don't think that's going to last long."
     "You never know," she giggles. "I'm starting breakfast," I nod and she walks downstairs. I walk to Tyler's room.
     "You want to play a game, Smiley?" she nods. "Let's wake Tyler up. He shouldn't be in bed on Christmas morning." She nods excitedly. "Make as much noise as you like," she laughs and I open the door. She runs to his bed and climbs on it.
      "Merry Christmas, Uncle Tyler," she jumps up and down on him and I laugh loudly. "Wake up lazy," she continues jumping up and down and Tyler groans.
     "Uh, kid, enough," he grumbles.
     "Get up Uncle Tyler, it's Christmas!" she squeals. "Wake up," I continue laughing and Tyler sits up and holds her still.
     "I'm up kid. Can you be quiet?"
     "Flynn told me I can be as loud as I want," Tyler looks at me and glares. "Merry Christmas!"
     "Merry Christmas," he says grudgingly.
     "Come on, get up! Mommy is poorly, we need to make her better," I frown. She can't make her better. No one can, she just needs rest.
     "Alright kid, I'm getting up. You want to do me a favour?" she nods. "Ask Nana if she could please make me a coffee."
    "Okay Uncle Tyler, will Mommy want one too?"
    "She's not aloud one, Smiley, come on, let's find Nana." She nods and runs to me. She holds her hands up to me and I lift her up. I smirk at Tyler and he glares at me for the intrusion. I leave his room and walk down the stairs.
     We find Abigail in the kitchen, "Nana!" Miley calls when she sees her. Abigail looks at her and smiles. "Tyler said please can he have a coffee."
    Abigail looks at me, "He's awake?"
    I laugh, "Yeah, I woke him up. It's Christmas, he needs to get out of bed." Miley says as though she's pleased with herself.
     Abigail laughs, "I had better make him a coffee then. Coffee for you honey?"
     "Yes please," I smile at her. "Smiley, you want to watch TV?" she nods and I walk into the living room. I place her on the couch and she plays her own film. Didn't take her long to figure out how to use the TV.
"I hate you, bro," Tyler says as he rubs his eyes. He flops on the couch and yawns.
"If I have to be woken like that on Christmas Day, so do you." Tyler scowls at me.
"She's your sister, not mine." Abigail comes in with our coffees and pass them to us. I thank her and take a sip.
"You know, Riley's adopted her now. Or atleast in the process of it, which means she's your niece now." His eyes widen as if he's just realised that fact.
"Fuck," he groans. He quickly checks the door way, possibly to check if Riley was around to slap him for his foul language.
"That's a bad word uncle Tyler! I'm going to tell Angel." Tyler glares at my sister.
"Don't tell her kid. That's not very nice." Tyler takes a mouthful of his coffee.
"I'm telling Angel." She crosses her arms as she glares back at him. Fuck my life.
"Kid," he groans. "Fuck fine, I'll buy you some sweets if you keep quite."
"Don't bribe her, bro. That's not teaching her anything." I take another mouthful of coffee.
"I don't want sweets. I want a dog Uncle Tyler. You said you were getting me a dog for Christmas." Tyler's eyes widen.
"Your sister is annoying," he grumbles. "Fine, just don't tell her."
"So is yours." I raise my eyebrow and he gets his phone out. Riley is not going to happy about having a dog. He's not really getting her a dog is he?
"Breakfast is ready," Abigail calls. I grab the remote and click the TV off. Miley screams and Tyler curses.
"Turn it back on," she cries. My eyes widen. Tyler gets up and leaves the room, leaving me to deal with Miley. Fuck my life.
"You can watch it later. We need to eat now." She literally throws herself in a paddy on the couch.
"I want to watch it now!" Fucking hell, where did the devil child come from? She's having a complete meltdown for no reason.
Abigail comes into the room. "Best to leave her to her tantrum, honey. I'm sure she will come in when she's calmed down."
Miley screams again and I want to hold my ears. I get up and walk into the dining room. "Your sister has attitude," Tyler mutters.
"So does yours," I counter. Miley goes quiet and I strain my ears to listen to what she's doing.
"Are you waking up Lee for breakfast?"
"No, I want her to rest. She doesn't rest enough. She can eat later." Abigail nods and then I hear the TV.
"Fucking hell. If I didn't know any better I'd swear she was Riley's daughter." I get up and walk into the living room. Miley is watching her film.
I take the remote from Miley and she screams again. Jesus Christ! I not only have one stubborn person to deal with, now it's two. How is Riley sleeping through this?
I click the TV off and Miley jumps up and down screaming. "I won't tell you again, Miley. The only way you can watch your film is if you eat breakfast first."
     I walk out of the living room leaving her to scream. I sit down and place the remote on the table. "Am I doing the right thing? Riley is so good with her? She's never acted like this around her."
     "Honey, we all feel unprepared for parenthood. You'll find what works and what doesn't. Riley used to throw tantrums, it was easier to let her calm down and then once she calmed down tell her that her behaviour was unacceptable.
     "Miley has been through a lot. Just set the rules for her and hopefully in time she will learn how to behave." I nod, I'm definitely not prepared to be what? A dad. Is that what I am now?
    My sister is hard work. Miley stops screaming again. I pick up a pastry and take a bite. I'm suddenly hit with a pillow and I growl. "I hate you. I want to watch Harry Potter!"
    Tyler bellows out a laugh. Miley hits him with the pillow too. "I hate you! I want my dog!" Fuck my life.
    Jesus, now I can see why the home had trouble with her. I miss her wall gazing days. At least she was quiet. She screams as she cries loudly. "Miley!" I grit out.
    "I hate you, I hate you!" Tyler glares at her.
    "Miley Archer," Abigail says sternly. "You will not get to watch anymore TV if you carry on. You're being naughty. You won't get any presents if you continue."
    Miley stops screaming, thank fuck. "Do you think Riley will be pleased to know that you're being naughty whilst she's poorly?"
    Miley frowns and shakes her head. "She's a brat," Tyler grumbles. Abigail scowls at Tyler.
    "Tyler, enough. Miley, eat your breakfast. If you don't, no TV or presents." My eyes widen, I've seen Abigail pissed off but I've never seen her like this.
     She's being strict but fair. This is her in momma bear mode. "Pops!" she cries. Does she really think Hayden will save her?
    "I don't think Nana is being unreasonable, Miley. Come here." She stamps her foot but walks to Hayden. He lifts her onto his lap. "You need to listen to the Adults, sweetheart. They know best. Flynn never said you couldn't watch TV, did he? He just said you need to eat breakfast first."
     "But I want to watch it now," she sniffs.
     "All that time having a tantrum and you could have eaten breakfast and be watching it now." She nods and wipes her eyes.
      Abigail reaches for her plate and slides it towards her. She stays on Hayden's lap as she starts cramming her food in her mouth.
      "I think I'd rather deal with Lee," Tyler grumbles. "At least she doesn't burst my eardrums."
      "Miley, you need to apologise to Flynn and Tyler. You don't hit anyone in anger," Abigail orders.
      "I'm sorry," she says with her mouthful. Christ, I hope I don't have to watch her on my own. She's bloody hard work.
      I finish eating my breakfast and I down my coffee. I stand up, "I had best go wake up the other devil." Tyler chuckles and I make my way upstairs.