Rebecca's mommy

Chapter 1

Third person POV
Rebecca was walking back to her dorm after going out with a couple of friends for lunch. It's summer time and most people went back home to their families. Her family had died when she was 16 due yo an unknown gas leak. She was the only one not home that evening.

She feels guilty because she should've been home that night but had snuck out to go sit at the park and look at the stars. She wasn't a bad by any means and she didn't go out too much as she didn't really have any friends. She just enjoyed the view the park gave.

When she returned home and seen the fire department and police department and heard about what happened she stood in shock, guilty because she should've been there too. She should've been dead as well.

She ended up getting out in to foster care until she was 18 and graduated from high school. She waited a year before deciding to go to college because she needed a break. Here we are now 4 years later and a freshman in college. When she got to her dorm, Rebecca was confused.

Her door was open and there were several boxes stacked up outside the door. Quickly running inside she spotted three people moving stuff into the empty side of the dorm. Then she remembered what today was.

'I'm getting a roommate today remember?' She thought to herself.

Then she started to panic realizing she she left her little stuff out. Quickly rushing in to her side she hid her paci, bottle, and her little clothes that somehow ended up scattered on her bed after trying to find clothes this morning.

Almost no one knows Rebecca is a little. "Hello? My names Emmylynn, uh, are you my roommate?" Spoke the girl that Rebecca hasn't bothered to actually acknowledge, asked.

"Uh, yea, um sorry I'm Rebecca." Rebecca muttered.

"These are my parents, they're fixing to be leaving though. I apologize for the intrusion. We were told we could go ahead and get my stuff in after I got the key." Emmylynn stated.

Rebeccas POV

After me rampaging into the dorm throwing my stuff around and finally introducing myself, I looked at the new people in my dorm. The older couple is looking at me with kind but confused eyes, as they walk to the door to leave. The girl who's name I now know as Emmylynn looked at me and gave a small smile. She was pretty. She had really curly auburn hair that was cut in a long pixie style. She was very tall compared to me. Even though I'm 20 years old. I'm quite short.

I didn't really take a good look at her because I don't like keeping eye contact with anyone for very long. I looked down at my feet after sitting down on my bed. I didn't look up when she told her parents bye.

Instead I grabbed my phone out and started playing games. My plan before Emmylynn and her parents came was to have a little night but now I can't.

Little me wanted to cry but I didn't want my new roommate to think I didn't want her because I did want her here. I wanted to have a roommate before college started that way I could have a friend at school with me.

My friends from earlier were actually just my cousins swinging in through town. We aren't as close as we used to be when we were younger but we still stick together. They are the only ones who know I'm a little.

They accepted me with open arms and act as my caregivers. At least that's what they called themselves. I don't really know what a caregiver is supposed to do honestly.

They have been looking for their own littles for a while now, so when I told them, they were happy for me. I get pulled out of my thoughts when I feel the bed shift beside me and arms pull me close.

"Shh shh shh. It's okay little one." Emmy said as she pulled me close. Resting my head against her chest, breathing in her soft subtle smell. She reminds me of lavender and vanilla.  The longer she holds me the more I come to my senses and realize that I had been crying.

Even though I'm coming to my senses I realize I'm not as big as I thought I was. 'Oh no. I slipped!?' I thought to myself as I pushed off of her. Immediately heading to the pile of blankets in the corner of the head of my bed. I curl up into a ball and wrap more blankets around me trying to disappear. I didn't mean to slip. I didn't want to. I was just sad that I forgot about my new friend and now she probably thinks I don't like her or she thinks I'm a baby.

I sat in my thoughts for a little bit. Quietly sobbing while Emmy still sits on the bed. I have no idea how long we sat there for before she started trying to get my attention again in a low voice.