Auntie Abby and Little Ali

The Call

Abbys pov:
-saturday morning-
i wake up and hear my phone ringing its alis mom i sneak out of bed since ali is laying with me after her stomach pain in the middle of the night. "wow finally calling i see " i say "ive been busy."'she says "not an excuse. did you know your daughter has ibs ? " i question "um whats that? " she says dumbly "when her intestines get inflammed and it makes it hard for her to go and when she does itll be like diarrhea " i explain "oh i thought the stomachaches were attention seeking and the not going was her being rebellious " she says " you thought her stomach aches from not going was rebellious? why? " i question "well because i used to punish her alot and then she would say her stomach hurt. " she tries to justify "okay but once she kept getting them didnt you realize it could have been more then that? " i ask "no " she replies "well did you send her to school
like that? " i ask "yeah all the time and when they would say something i would tell her she was faking " she nonchalantly replied i take the deepest breath trying not to lose my temper "so what do i owe the pleasure of your call" i say annoyed "well you have my daughter and i want her back." she demands "yeah... okay" i tell her sarcastically "what do you mean! i need alison. i need to take her to mom to get money ." she says "and what do you need the money for because it sure as hell isnt for alison! " i start to lose my shit "no its for us. so when can you drop her off?!" she says nonchalantly " LISTEN HERE YOUR NOT GETTING THAT CHILD BACK ! SHE IS NOT GONNA BE UNDER YOUR SUPERVISION EVER AGAIN! I WILL FIGHT YOU FOR ALISON!" i yell then hang up and turn to see alison sitting in the hallway "mo-auntie " she says embarrassed "baby you can call me whatever you want just so you know " i explain "so mommy is okay? " she says sweetly "yes babe thats more then fine if thats your choice" i assure she smiles then frowns "momma my tummy hurts " she tells me "okay babe have you tried to go potty? " i ask "i did but nothing happened " she says nervously "its okay babes no worries " i see my phone with my mom calling i answer "ABBY WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO YOUR SISTER!" shes screaming "YOU CAN NOT TAKE ALISON FROM HER " shes yelling as im listening i see alison's face change and start crying hold her tummy "Mom i cant deal with this right now alison isn't feeling well but yes i meant everything i said to her." i say back and then hang up. I run to her side. "baby its okay" she cries as i rub her stomach. remember the competition is today and i need to be at the bus in 20
mins  " ali girl we need to get dressed we need to go to the competition " she lays there crying harder. fuck. my phone rings again its gianna "g ill be at the competiton later in the day i need to go to the doctor with ali" i tell her not giving her the chance to say anything and hang up i call the doctor.....
The doctor cant do much besides give softeners and pills to try and get her empty. Not much works ali spends the day glued to my side watching dances. just when i see my mother coming up the way of the auditorium as i hold ali on my lap"what are you doing here?" i ask her "taking my grandchild back to her mom!" she demands "alison you need to come with me " she follows up with alison
hides in my chest and holds me tight "ALISON NOW" i feel her body trembling "MOM GO BEFORE I CALL SECURITY " i yell she reachs out and yanks alis arms hard "LETS GO" she screams ali holds on tightly to me with her other arm and she sobs " I DONT WANNA GO" she says balling into my chest "PLEASE DONT LET HER " continuing and hold me with a death grip i rub her back as i try to rub her back to get her body to stop trembling. I see my mom yank her arm and ali fall to the floor as i try to grab her arm as she tried to drag her and ali screams. Just then i see gianna and christi return from the bathroom with the girls " GIANNA GET ME SECURITY " i tell her and she runs up. christi see ali trying into pry my mothers hands off of her and walks over and grabs alisons arm and slaps my mothers hand "GET OFF HER " she says "SHE OBVIOUSLY DOESNT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! " christi yells as ali cries running back over to me latching on tight as security guards come up"whats the problem abby? " they say "my mother is trying to take my niece from me. " i explain while feeling ali shake and crying harder and harder to the point where she can barley catch her breath "do you have papers for her " they ask "yes in my purse gianna please help find them i say bending down but feeling alisons breathing getting more and more stagnant. I hear her wheezing and her body getting more and more upset. i rub her back and try to calm her. Gianna finds the paper that says i have temporary custody of alison till the court decides " maam you need to leave she has custody of this little girl" she says as my mother leaves i feel ali crying so hard she's barely breathing. I look at her prying her off enough for eye contact "baby your safe im right here " i tell her "abby shes getting so upset she can barely take a breath christi says handing me a water "here have her sip itll help" she says i open it "ali small sips please " she begins to drink and i sigh next thing i know i see the water bottle dropping on the floor and alison vomiting water all over me and crying harder "alibear you gotta calm down or your gonna get sick again" i say as she vomits again all over me "baby deep breath" she starts to listen and we breathe i slowly get her out of the panic "its okay your here im protecting you. i love you" i try to assure and soothe her "b-b-but mommy is gonna make gr-grand " she vomits again "babe you need to calm down your throwing up because of how upset you have your body " i explain she lays againist my heart and finally starts to calm after a few more minutes. This isnt gonna be easy, i think to myself as i hold her to my chest us both full of vomit.