Bianca's new life

Thunder! (Forty-two)

Bianca Pov

So it was like early morning, (not that is was a surprise anymore as I was always up early in the morning now, I don't know why, I just did), it was dark and gloomy outside like it was most of the time, British weather though, am I right or am I right?, (my attempt at humour might not be your cup of tea here, but I find it hilarious lol).

But unlike most days, it wasn't just raining outside, (because that would have been too fucking convenient for me here), it started thundering and lightning outside, but I didn't tell anybody that I'm terrified of thunderstorms when I moved in, (I didn't think that we would be having thunderstorms in the daytime, and I couldn't even tell you why I was terrified, it just freaks me the fuck out here Babes).

So given that I'm terrified of thunderstorms, (look I don't know why I'm terrified of thunderstorms, as I've been scared of thunderstorms for as long as I can remember here Babes), naturally I hid under the tiny table that was next to the window, (look it was the nearest hiding spot, not the most ideal hiding spot, ok Babes), I scrunched my eyes shut and covered my ears with my hands like my life depended on it, (because at the time it felt like it did, well actually it always feels like that whenever there's a thunderstorm).

Dad realised why I was hiding, (there's something about his instinct that is weirdly fucking sharp man, and I can never figure out how he even does it), I still don't know what he did around me, (because duh Bianca, your eyes were screwed shut), but I did know that he somehow got under the table and wrapped his arms around me, (I don't know how he did because it was a tight squeeze for me here), I also might've been ugly crying here, (because of course I was Babes).

"Hey Baby, it's ok, do you want to move away-"
"No!"
"Ok, ok, shh, it's ok, shh, it's ok Darling, we don't have to move right now, (kisses temple), how can I help you?"
"Don't go"
"I got ya Baby, yeah, I'm not going anywhere, if anything you're stuck with me Darling"
"That's ok"
"(Snorts), Yeah?"
"Yeah"
"Ok then, you got me, I got ya, you're ok Baby"

It was nice that it was a cuddle session, it was just a really shitty reason that it was happening in the first place, I think everyone else was asleep, (as it was that early in the morning), so that would've explained the lack of background noise other than the fucking storm, (though I'm not like 100% sure as my eyes were still firmly shut).

I think it was about an hour later, though do not quote me here as I had no way of accurate time keeping with my eyes shut here, (you would struggle to know how long it actually had been if your eyes were shut here Matey), I was sat on the couch and Dad had made me a cuppa as he figured that I needed one, (he wasn't wrong though), my eyes were sore from all of the crying and harsh closing of them, (which was not fun let me tell ya Babes, but it was a reality of being that scared of thunderstorms here).

"You feeling ok Baby?"
"I don't know"
"That's ok, (kisses temple) why didn't you tell us about the Thunder?"
"Well I didn't think that you could do anything about it, as it's the weather"
"Well no, I can't exactly tell the thunder to fuck off here, though I would if I could, but there could've been a plan of action for this though Darling"

I didn't really think about having a plan of action when it came to thunderstorms, because until that point, I was honestly just freeballing it as I didn't want to bother anyone else with my shit, (which doesn't sound great with hindsight but I didn't have hindsight, I just had freeballing, ok).

"Oh, 'm sorry-"
"No, you do not need to apologise for anything, is there anything else that you're scared of Sweetheart?"
"Not that I know of Dad"
"Ok Baby, I have looked up the weather and it's just raining for the rest of the day, but we'll keep you away from the window just in case though, ok"
"Ok"

I could live with not being by a window for the rest of the day, (I know this sounds dramatic as fuck on my end here, but it was the God awful truth my dudes), and I think that Dad could tell that was the case too, (or his fucking instinct was right yet again Babes).