Room Sixteen

21/Uh-oh

Iris's pov

A month now and she still doesn't know about her mother, she still doesn't know that one of those men she saw coming in and out of her house killed her mother so brutally that when I saw the pictures of her body I was so scared that I had a miscarriage, I lost a child I didn't know I was carrying.

Now I'm not holding that over my head, I'm not holding it over nobody's head, not even Soren's because I know he's trying to forget about it so I don't feel guilty anymore.
But his words have taught me enough and I am also starting to forget about it as much as it punctured a hole in my chest.

Dahlia is getting used to staying with us and she doesn't even say her mom's name because now she's calling me mom and that makes me feel better.
It feels like she's my child already, we go along and she doesn't leave my side.
Soren is getting more and more used to her calling him dad, he didn't talk to her even when I told him he should but I think he doesn't mind being called dad anymore.

And besides he's a very good dad too, he's an amazing dad.
She's lucky to have him.

I'm lucky to have him.

He's an angel.
I don't care how people see him, I see an angel when I see him.

"Hey, beautiful girl." He walked into the room holding dessert and juice and I closed my book, placing it on the bed to sit upright.

"Aww, what did you do?" I ask with a smile as I adore his smile and the fact that he never fails to make me feel good and happy.

"I got you chocolate cake." He said and placed the tray that held a plate with the cake and the glass of juice on the nightstand and sat on the bed to kiss my forehead.
"You made dinner so I thought I'd get you dessert, enjoy." He said and I smiled before jumping onto his lap and peppering kisses all over his face as a thank you.

"You're amazing." I shove my fingers through his hair and mess with it as we smile at each other like weirdos.

"I can be bad too." He raised an eyebrow playfully and started tickling me which made me jolt forward and push him to lay on the bed.
"Oooo, what is happening." He says and I let out the last of my giggles as I calm down from the tickling session and I look down at him.

He wiggles his eyebrows and I pull my hand off the bed to swat his chest playfully.

"Stop, Dahlia can wake up and find us like this." I lean down and kiss him anyway, I miss him so much, I miss feeling him inside me.
It's been one month since he's touched me because I was still feeling sore the first couple of days but then the need for him throughout the other weeks was crazy I just didn't want to be like 'Hey can we please fuck', I felt like he would be grossed out by me because of what he saw.

But then on the other hand that wasn't the case because I could tell he was always down to do anything and it was me the one who pushed him away. He was always clinging to me like a child and I didn't mind it, that told me a lot and made me change my mindset completely.