'Alright, monkey. We gotta go. We love you so so much. To the moon and back. Be good for mommy.' I kiss her head and she hugs me, saying her own soft 'I love you.'
I get up and hand her to Lizzie and kiss her head. Liz and I say a small goodbye and hug. We had already had our own while Mk and Eva talked and then it switched. We grabbed our things and before we knew it, we were on the plane, headed to London.
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Now: Lizzie's POVI woke up to the sound of crying. Not just any crying though. It was Eva's. Even if we weren't the only ones at the apartment, I could recognize her cries in a heartbeat. I immediately shot up in bed only to realize I was alone. I, now wide awake, looked around the room in search of her. My eyes landed on the bathroom, where it sounded like my daughter's cries were coming from. I got out of bed and practically ran to the bathroom only to find my sweet girl sobbing while leaning against the toilet.
I made my way over to her and sat down, rubbing her back. 'Hey, what's going on, bubba?'
She just looked up at me and cried more. Her cries weren't of fear or tiredness as I had heard before. No, this was pain. My heart clenched thinking of my daughter in pain, but before I could let that feeling linger, she started throwing up in the toilet again. Well, I guess that's my answer. She's sick.
I tied her hair back in a simple braid, assuming this might not be the last time we're in this situation today. I just rubbed her back whispering sweet nothings as she continued throwing up and crying. After she seemed to get everything out of her system, she pulled back and I wiped her mouth with a baby wipe. Figuring it was best to let her stomach settle a little, I pulled her into my lap and held her as she calmed her cries and leaned into my chest.
We sat there for awhile until I deemed it good enough to leave. 'You feel better, sweet girl?' I asked looking down at her. She just kept her head against my chest and nodded slightly wincing at the movement.
'Does your head hurt, love?' I noted the pain she seemed to experience.
'Mhm.' She said, not trusting the movement again.
'Ok, let's brush your teeth to get the yucky taste out and then we can go find something for your head and a thermometer.' I told her standing up off the floor with her in my arms. I walked over to the counter and sat her down, not without noticing the small whine of protest she let out. I was quick to note that she was extra clingy when she didn't feel well.
'I'm sorry, baby, but you gotta brush your teeth.' I told her gently, while grabbing her toothbrush and the children's toothpaste i had gotten her after several complaints that the one i use is and I quote her 'too minty it hurts'. Since she's been sleeping with me every night aside from the half a night her first day, we've moved most of her things to my room, that we now share basically. I even have a drawer full of her clothes in my closet. Which is a lot of clothes since hers are so tiny.
'Nooo.' She whined as I finished putting the toothpaste on her toothbrush.
'What's wrong?' I checked to make sure I used the right toothpaste and I did so I was arguably very confused.
'I don't wanna brush teeth. I'm sleepy.' She complained. I knew immediately that she must've been feeling really bad because she never complains about brushing her teeth in the morning.
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FanfictionAdopted by the Olsen Sisters It's pretty simple. Young girl adopted by the Olsen sisters. How her life changes.