Chapter 1

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Aia's POV

I'm happy that finally that woman is gone, she fooled me. I thought she do likes me and will love me and be my mommy but all of that is a lie. I hate her! All she wanted is to get my beloved Uncle. I unintentionally heard her talking on the phone. I hear their evil intentions with my uncle, of course I will never let that happen. Uncle Ricky is the only family I have. I have to protect him just the way the he protects me. But he will not going to believe me that, that woman is just a leech who only wants to get him.

What should I do now? I know he'll be disappointed at me again. I hate it whenever I make him sad. I need to talk to him. My uncle just don't deserve all these problem, he's been so good to me and this is the least I can do for him. After my parents died on a family vacation he took all the responsibility on taking care of me. He became like my second father. I call him my Uncle-Daddy, he's my father's younger half-brother.

"Mr Peter, Can you please bring me to Uncle's office?" I asked our driver politely. And he opened the door for me. Once I get in the car, I dialed his number to check where he is but no answer. It's just fifteen minutes drive so I guess I really have to wait until I get there.

I just turned eight when the tragedy happened, we were at the family rest house waiting for my parents to come back when I accidentally heard the news directly from the police about my parents. They were driving back to the rest house when an eight-wheeler truck crashed their car. My dad was pronounce dead when he was recovered while mom still has pulse when she was taken out of the car. I know my mom did fight for her life. She fought for 5 days but I saw how she was hurting. I talk to her, I did try. After saying to mom that I love her so much and that Uncle Ricky promised me that everything will be okay. She took her last breath.

They were a good parents though they don't get to spend time with me really. They're always busy. I grew up with different nannies and babysitters. That vacation was supposed to be the start of them giving me all the love and attention. They promised me that they'll come back but they didn't keep their promise. That's the day I learnt that promises are made to be broken. I don't believed in promises anymore.

My name is Aia Maria Kristina Lopez and now that I'm sixteen I try my hardest to always do good. To take care of my self and be the sixteen year old that I need to be. But I can't, when I was fourteen I started to regress. The first time they I ever noticed I'm acting different is whenever I talk like a kid. I always do silly things when those episode comes.

They thought I'm just playing around. But one time it happened when Alice shouted at me because I climbed on uncle-daddy's 8 feet tall book shelf on his office. I was startled by Alice's voice then causes me to fell on the ground. I broke my arm and I cried horribly. Alice can't stop me from crying first because it hurts so much. When we were on the car on the way to the hospital, Alice still holding me and being careful with my left arm. She told me that I was really acting like a toddler at that time so she remembered that her grandson left his paci on her bag. Yes, she put a pacifier on my mouth and instantly I was silent. She and uncle ricky looked at each other. Shocked on what's happening to me.

Uncle Daddy decided to bring me to a psychiatrist after that incident. There I was diagnosed that I do age regression. I don't understand it at first but the doctor explained it to me, uncle-daddy and Mrs. Deeley who I call granma when I am in my littlespace. Because of what happened before, I age regress from 2-5 years old. Sometime even smaller. And yes I am a little.

Ever since then uncle-daddy is always looking for someone to take care of me. At first those 'caregivers' will do what most caregiver must do. That is to take care of little me but in the end they all just left. I know I am being a good girl but I don't know why they always left me. But this Morgan I did make sure she will never come back. She will never outsmart me.

I arrived at the building at exactly 15 minutes after we left our house. I goes straight to his office but he was not there. I decided to go down to seventh floor. Where he is always on a meeting with the executives.

I entered the conference room. "Hi Mrs. Deeley, Where's uncle Richard? He's not on his office and he's not here too? " I greeted then hugs my most favorite older lady.

"Hello sweetheart! Your uncle needs to go check on all the papers for his upcoming project. He told me to let you know that you can stay here and wait for him because you two need to talk." Alice stated while emphasizing each of those last 5 words. I knew it.

"Am I in trouble?" I asked with trying to be cute as much as I can showing her my puppy eyes.

"Ah, Ah, Don't look at me like that. What do you think little miss?" Alice asked her back.

"Morgan just called your Uncle and she told him everything you did back at home. And she's never coming back." the older lady added.

"She deserves all of that!" I exclaimed with a devilish grin.

"Silly little miss!" She scolded me.

"hhhmmpp! I will say it again!" I yelled, I suddenly run and leaves the room feeling a little aggravated.

"Aia, come back here!" Alice shouted back and she did run after me.

She can't really catch me but she always run as fast as she can. No one on this building can beat me in running. I used to do track and field when I was in elementary. I still uses the skill until today. I had to stop doing it after I continuously failing on some of my subjects. That is one of the hardest decision I ever made. I love it but I need to choose.

When I was about to reach the elevator it suddenly opens and a lady come out from it and I bumped at her and I then fell on my butt. The lady tries to help me to stand up by lending her hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you, are you alright?" she asked as she held me up now through my armpits.

"Ouch..." I scrunched my face while as I rubbed my butt. Oooh it hurts.

"I'm okay. No worries. It's my fault. I didn't see you coming," I said with a smile. 'Oh wow! She's so pretty. I hope she'll be uncle's new secretary.' I little thought to myself.

"I got to go. The old witch will get me." Telling the lady as I giggled and pressed the elevator button then waved my hand goodbye.

I go up again to the Ninth floor to see if Uncle is already back. I will tell everything to him. When I entered the room, to my disappointment he still not here. I stay here and will just wait. After few minutes of waiting he finally entered the room while I'm coloring.

"Uncle-Daddy!" I run and greeted him with excitement and give him my biggest hug.

"How are you sweetheart?" He asked me.

"I fines." I answered.

"I actually need to speak to big Aia. Where is she?" He looks at me seriously.

"I'm here. I snapped out of my not-so-littlespace." I told him with now a sad face then the phone rings.

"We will talk after I'm done with the interview." Uncle Richard stated. Then he goes to the door and left but I decided to follow him.

We were talking about what happened to me and Morgan from when we get to the elevator until we reached the conference room. But he doesn't believe me.

"Uncle, I told you. I don't like her. I don't like her!" I told him with a frown and I'm about to cry.

"Darling, what will I do now? There's nothing I can do anymore." He said back to me.

"I keep on looking for someone who will look after you. Aia, I don't know what to do anym-" he stopped talking when he saw the lady at bumped to earlier on the other end of the table standing up.

He then whispered to me telling to wait for him at his office. 'We're not done talking' as he said. I looked back at him and left the room. Arrrggghh I am in so much trouble but he doesn't believe me that girl is planning something.

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Hey guys this is my first ever story. I'll try my hardest to post an update. Please be nice too. This will be a little slow pace story. Let me know what you think. I'm open for any suggestions.

-Liszt xxx

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