Just like her

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Scar doesn't have any scenes to shoot for another hour or so, so she's gonna watch Eva and then we'll probably just have her in one of our chairs at the actual set. But for now, I say goodbye to them and head off to the makeup trailer.
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Eva's POV:
Scarly has been reading a book for the past like twenty minutes while I color. I saw her pick up her phone to read a message or something a little bit ago, but she keeps looking up and checking on me. I'm not gonna lie, I feel a lot better than yesterday, but I'm really sleepy for some reason.

'Hey, baby, can I ask you something?' She asks.

I stop and look up at her, 'what?'

'How come you haven't called Lizzie, Mama?' She says, 'I've heard you start, but you always stop yourself.'

She's right. I've definitely thought about it and I wanna but I can't. I don't know what to tell her so I just shrug.

'I think you know, why. Can you please tell me? No one's gonna be upset with you.' She assured me. Man, she's just like Lizzie, it's like she can read my mind. She always seems to know how to help me. Maybe they have superpowers. (Yeah, In another, fictional, world)

'I think I'm scared?' I debate aloud.

'Of what?'she presses.

'Maybe, her deciding she wants another kid or doesn't like me seeing her that way. I just don't wanna lose her.' I confess.

'Aww, baby. Let me tell you, that you would probably make her the happiest girl in the world, if you called her Mama. She loves you so so much, you're her baby. Her daughter. Don't tell her I snitched, but she's been asking me since you came home the first night, when you would start calling her Mama.' Scarly says.

'Really? She wants that?' I question.

Scarly sits me on her lap and pulls out her phone, scrolling for a minute.

'Let me show you.' She tells me while showing me a picture one of my aunts took of me and Liz- Mama. I can't help but smile at the photo, but my smile grows as she reads what Li- Mama wrote to me under it.

'See, babygirl. Lizzie is your Mama. And I'm asking you now, that next time you're talking or with her and you start calling her that, just trust your judgement and give it a chance.' She suggests.

'Ok, I'll try.' I smile at her and she smiles back.

'Alright, well, I'm not needed for another two hours now, so I think you should take a nap. You need to recover still.' She directs.

'No, I don't wanna take a nap.' I whine.

'I know, honey, but even if you're not sick anymore, your body has to recover. Just a small nap. We had a little rough morning and I think we should reset a little.' She explains.

'Please don't make me. I'm not sleepy.' I sniffle slightly, in hopes of getting out of it. I know I just lied a little. I am sleepy. Really sleepy. But I'm too scared. I always get nightmares and L- Mama's not here.

'Hey, let's just rest a little. Ok, we'll say an hour of some quiet time and if you fall asleep then you do and if not than at least you got a little refresher.' She tried.

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