Sleeping with a lie

(22)

Hey guys! Quick notation, I would like us to reach at least 700 by the end of next week or this week. I know we can.

Peace.

Hazel eyes pondered my face. Belle turns 8 months today. Even though the whole day will be a long doctor appointment, Theo and the rest of my family shall celebrate.

Clara with her shoulder length hair a platinum grey, she blew a noise maker in my face. Belle giggled.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" she sang. Mom joined in, both if my family members dancing and singing to Belle.

I'm surprised that Theo was still asleep through all of this.

Hunting him down, I seek him out in the bed with his arm drooping over the mattress.

"Babe," I throw a small pillow from our couch in the corner to his face.

"Huh?" He said about to open his eyes.

"Today is Belle's Birthday! Month wise, I mean."

"Gah. I'll be up in a second. But I think I need a little help?" He smirked raising his eyebrows.

I go over to him, smothering the pillow over his face.

"Awake yet?!" I laugh.

He tugs me in away from the pillow, kissing me.

The door opens. Clara walks in with Belle on her hip.

"You see, this is how you were made!"

"Clara!" Backing away from Theo's sweet lips, I nudged Clara's shoulder. Teasing her of who Belle was really made with.

In the car, on the way to the
Children's Hospital.

Theo steered the wheel to multiple lefts and rights.

"Is Ansel going to be in the room with us?"

I turn my head from the window to him.

"Us?"

"Yeah. I can't be in the room with you?"

"Biological parents only in the examination room, Theo. Plus, I'm not even going to be in there."

"Why not?"

"Dr. Kleen and Dr. Linn are doing a MRI on her. It will take more than two or three hours." I explained. Belle lied her tiny head on the headrest of her car seat. A beautiful slumber.

He doesn't talk after that. I glace down at our hands. They're laced together liked super-glued gorilla tape. Inseparable.

At the hospital

Belle was in the room for three whole hours. Nurses who were with Dr. Kleen and Linn, checked back and forth on me. Theo had to catch a plane somewhere. A diar emergency. He said.

A middle aged woman and her teenage daughter sat in front of me in the two waiting chairs. The teenage girl looked uninterested, and peed off at the world.

"Pull your shirt down." the woman hissed.
The girls top had on a floral printed crop top, and coral jeans. Stylish.

"Mom, no one is going to say anything about it!" She shouted quietly.

"Down. Now."

"Ugh!!" Her hand forcefully went over her shirt, yanking it down to her belt buckle.

I stop staring until the girl spoke loud enough I could hear her.

"OH MY GOSH!! ITS SHAILENE WOODLEY!" she shouts again, getting up.

People and workers stop and stare, then return to thier daily business.

"I am such a huge fan!!" She was close to me. I put on a smile.

"Glad you are." I nodded. "What's your name?"

"Olivia," she says. "Can you sign my phone case?"

As she flips her iphone around, I find a sharpie on the floor. Signing Stay Fashionable. Ignore the rest. Love,Shailene Woodley. Olivia smiled back at me, holding he phone to her chest.

"Can I talk to you?"

I corner my eyes. Sure?

"Tommorow I have a heart replacement. That's why I am in this place. How do you stay positive? I mean, with your daughter, and the brain cancer, how do you truly stay positive?"

"I- Belle and Theo keep me above water. That's all. I hope you get that heart replacement." I pat her shoulder.

"Okay." Her Mom calls her over.

"Thank you, again." She added walking away.

I waved bye.

There is going to be a 22, PRT 2 because I for one, hate very long stories, so I'm not going to put you guys through it.

Peace!!