My Perfect Adoptive Family

Small Talks

A/n: sorry guys. I had to unpublish because the images didn't process!

No ones P.O.V

"Stop," Selena giggles.

Riker kisses her head. "But it's my favorite picture of you," he laughs.

"It doesn't have to be your background," she groans as she buries her face in his neck.

"But I like it," he smiles.

(Talking about the pic in the media :p)

"You look sexy in it," he sets his phone down and climbs over her.

Ella's P.O.V

"Ell, can we talk?" Dad asks as he opens the door.

I nod, patting a seat next to me. "What's up?"

He sits down. "Selena and I were talking last night, but we need your consult before we make a final decision.." I nod, indicating to go in. "Did you maybe.. I don't know. Want a little sibling?"

I smile widely. "Yesssss!" I exclaim.

He laughs as he lets out a breath. "Okay, Sel's gettin' dinner. Text her and tell her what you want," he sighs.

"What's wrong?" I ask as I type in the message box. He shrugs as I set down the phone. "There's something," I declare.

He nods as he runs his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, but.. I don't know. Selena and I had a small fight this morning. That's why she left. but she said she's coming to have dinner and see if you want to go to her house tonight."

I hug him after I see a few tears fall. "What happened?" I ask as we pull back.

We sit back down on the bed. "I-I.. um.." he stutters. "I had an idea. We were gonna take you on a surprise vacation for your birthday. But she thinks that we should wait to take you to the Bahamas until your scars fade," he mumbles.

I look at the floor. "So you guys got into a fight because of me," I mutter in disappointment.

He shakes his head vigorously. "No! I didn't mean it like that!" He says, aware of my feelings.

He kneels in front of me as tears drip from my eyes. "I knew I was going to ruin everything, why couldn't they just let me die?" I cry.

Dad rubs my knee gently. "No, baby. You didn't ruin anything. Who are you talking about?" He asks as he pulls me down to his lap.

"When my mom stabbed me, why couldn't they just leave me to bleed out?" I sob into his shoulder.

His eyes go wide. "Riker! Ella!" I hear Selena yell.

He runs his fingers through my hair, completely ignoring his girlfriend. "Shh," he rocks me back and forth. "We'll talk more after dinner, alright?" I nod as he wipes away my tears. He kisses my forehead before helping me out to the kitchen.

"Where wer--" Selena's face drops as she sees my tear stained cheeks. "What's wrong? She looks between me and dad.

I sit in a chair as Riker pulls Selena on the other side of the counter. "I triggered some of Ella's worst memories.." She slaps his arm. "Ow! I didn't mean to!" He yells defensively.

She goes to yell back, but I butt in. "Not now, please!" I beg.

They both look at me and nod. "Okay," they mumble in unison.

"Ella, I was wondering if you wanted to come to my place tonight? Help me pack, have a girls night, stuff like that," she smiles.

I look at my dad who looks like he's going to burst into tears at any second. I get up and walk over to him, engulfing him in a hug. He sheds a few tears before pulling back. "Thanks, Ell," he fake smiles.

I smile sadly at him. "Anytime." I sit back in my chair. "Yeah, I think it'll be fun," I answer Selena.

She nods. Throughout dinner, dad scoots his chair closer and closer to mom. Once he's finally next to her, he reaches for her thigh, I'm assuming. I finish and take my plate to the sink. I walk to my room, closing my sort before I go in there. I spy on them.

"I don't know," Selena sighs.

"Come on. You know she needs it," Riker argues.

Selena gets up, walking to the sink. "Yes, but I also know that she doesn't see the scars as trophies."

"So we're really going to break up because we can't agree on taking our daughter on vacation? That's bullshit," Riker huffs.

Selena sighs deeply. "We aren't breaking up, we're taking a break. And that's not the only reason," she says as she faces him.

"Then tell me another because I'm pretty sure we were perfect before you got jealous," he scoffs.

Sel's eyes widen. "Jealous!? I was the one who told you to go to her! To tell her you love her and you want to protect her! You know what? Call me when you can think straight."

He grabs Selena's wrists and pushes her against the wall. "You and me both know, I'm thinking straight. Since we have a child present we need to find another way to solve this," he growls.

She shoves him away from her. "Fine, we'll have Ella decide when she wants to go."

I scurry back to my room and quietly open the door, closing it again. "Ell, can we talk to you?" Dad Knocks on the door as I pull out my phone.

"Yeah," I reply as I scroll through Instagram.

He opens the door and they both sit at the foot of my bed. "So remember earlier when I told you that I wanted to take you on vacation?" I nod. "Well, when do you want to go?" He asks.

Selena stands up. "you already told her!?" She yells.

"Yeah, she's my fucking daughter do get out." She stomps out of the room and out of the apartment. I giggle. "What?" He asks confusedly.

I shake my head. "Can't have makeup sex because there's a child present?" I laugh.

He runs his fingers through his hair. "Nope," he laughs. "But I think that the older we get, we should find another way to deal with our problems." I nod in response to his wise words. "Anyways, when did you wanna go?" He changes the subject.

I shrug. "Whenever you guys can agree on," I say quietly.

"Well, that's why I asked you. This trip is for you." I think for a few minutes. "Okay, let me know tomorrow. I've had a rough day so I'm heading to bed. You know you can eat, drink, watch tv, whatever you want."

I nod and kiss his cheek. "Night, dad."

He smiles as he gets up to leave. "Night, princess. I love you."

"I love you too," I say as he closes the door.