Devon's pov
I still wake up on my own sweat and fear, it's been getting better since I moved in with Lydia and Claudia but I miss my mom so much it hurts.
The sight of her laying there still haunts my dreams, Chucky took her away from me in a heartbeat I couldn't even show Jake to her...
This new home is great and all but sometimes the nostalgia takes the whole of me and I cry, Chucky's voice is like a painful reminder of my own pain that play on the back of my head.
*Devon sits on his bed with the fear that he might have another nightmare as his hearts sinks just with the thought that he have to see her on the start of the stairs... laying there*
Jake... I love his eyes, his smile, the way he looks at me makes me feel safe and loved. I hope there is no problem if he comes tomorrow I think he'll like Lydia and Claudia. Having people like me and Jake around makes me happy.
*Devons get up from his bed as the sun sets and the night begins, he leaves his room and goes to the kitchen where he finds two figures*
-Hey champ how are you feeling? Lydia says as she comes to me and gives me a hug and almost making me drown on her blonde hair
-I'm okay just a bit tired. I say not wanting to make them worried with my nightmares.
-So we're thinking about ordering some pizza tonight because SOMEONE burned the rice. Lydia says laughing and poking Claudia's arm with her finger.
-Sounds good to me. I say with a little chuckle
-I said I'm sorry okaaay I got lost on some work of my office and forgot the rice on the oven. She says as she turns around to tickle Lydian making them both laugh but then stoping and looking at me with grims on their faces
-Wait no no no. I say trying to run but I'm too slow and they catch up, tickling me making our laughs be the loudest thing on the house.
I'm lucky to have them, I hope Jake will love them as much as I do.
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It's okay to trust
Novela JuvenilAfter the fight against chucky and the lost of Junior, the kids will need to allow themselves to trust other people again but this task might be as difficult as fighting a killer doll. Most of the characters here are not my own and belong to the 202...
