A/N: hello, IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING...
TW: flashback into past, nothing major just Y/N being a child of divorce with mean things being said to her/ about her from the parents.
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Once we all pretty much finished our plates, I offered to help do the dishes and unset the table but Scarlett had other ideas. "Come with me and help get these monsters to bed" she chuckled at Rose's offended gasp and handed me Cosmo with ease. The little man just looked at me like I was an alien and I couldn't help but giggle at his confusion. "I dont think he's fond of me" my amusement shortly turned into concern as he wriggled in my arms for his Mom.
"Oh he's just fussy, he knows its feeding time soon so he's a little brat and doesn't like me tucking Rose in before he gets fed" she rolled her eyes at his antics and I followed her to Rose's room. It was cute, she had stars on everything, some spaceship decor and a few planet themed objects. "Someone's into space I see" I raised my eyebrow as the small child lit up her nightlight and the whole solar system lit up her ceiling. "Mommy got this for my birthday" Rose spoke softly and made grabby hands for her Mom.
"That's right Rosie, can you remember what else Mommy got you? Why dont we show Y/n what it is hmm" Scarlett lifted her child onto her hip much like I was doing to Cosmo and brought her over to her dresser. Sitting ontop of it was a custom astronaught figurine with a tutu in a music box. "Mommy says you can do anything and one day I'm gonna be the first ballerina to dance on the moon" she wound up the box and the song Experience by Ludovico Einaudi started playing and I instantly got chills.
This was my first ever solo ballet recital number when I was 9. My parents had just been through an extremely intense fight, the one where I got my collarbone scar. They had been arguing for hours, fists and words being thrown around, the house basically got turned upside down and it came down to who would take me in full and neither of them wanted me. They said I was too expensive with my ballet. My looks and skills wouldn't get me anywhere in the industry and that it was a waste of money.
That I was a waste.
I was physically shoved between the two, pushed to the other parents arms over all the broken plates and glassware on the floor in the kitchen. A particular hard shove made me stumble into the edge of the dining room table where a broken plate had been sitting, the edge of the plate slicing my skin when it broke my fall.
That weekend was my recital to this song. That weekend was the weekend my panic attacks started. That weekend taught me to lie about my bruises and cuts from them. That weekend made me hate ballet. I snapped out of what ever memory that was and readjusted Cosmo to not make my unease obvious but the side eye Scarlett gave me made me tense just that little bit.
"Cmon Ro it't time for bed babygirl" she carried the small child into bed and tucked her in kissing the top of her head and giving her a starry jellycat bunny. "Sweet dreams love" "Night mama" Rose blew a kiss to her mother as we walked out of the room and into Cosmo's room where his layout was a little more neutral.
He had the beige and greys and the softest carpet by his crib. He had a dark green jellycat bunny propped up against his crib bars and a pacifier on the thin mattres. I gave Scarlett her son back and he immidiately went to turn into her neck, his hands slipping just under the collar of her polo shirt. "Um I can step out if you'd like some time with him to get him settled down for bedtime?" I offered quietly but a loud clap of thunder made me flinch the slightest.
"It's fine hon, I know storms aren't the most fun, if you're more comfortable you're sweet to stay in here and just look away or you can go help Colin set up downstairs, I think he wanted to watch some movie before dropping you home, that way you're not going back mid storm?" she explained as she shifted Cosmo around ready to nurse. I blushed profusely at the gesture knowing what was soon to come.
"Uhm if it's alright with you I might just stay here, I'll look away I promise" I assured as I had already busied myself with looking at the photo's on the baby's wall. She made a small noise of agreement and in the corner of my eye I saw her dark blue polo land softly on the arm of the nursery chair. We sat in silence for a while, listening to the rain scatter across the roof of the house and cry down the windows.
I picked up a few other generic sounds, focusing on keeping my breathing in check to not make it so obvious that I'm slowly losing my composure."Everything alright?" her voice starled me out of my focused routine and I exhaled quietly, "Yeah just trying to get through this storm" I replied honestly and picked at my nails.
"Would you be opposed to staying the night then? If the storm doesn't let up obviously" she offered kindly and I sucked in a breath. "Are you sure? I mean I feel like I've already overwelcomed my stay" I said with a nervous chuckle and she just sighed.
"Sweetheart, we've gotta get you in the habit of self reassurance lovey" her voice held a little sterness yet it was full of warmth. "I'm sorry it's a force of habit, when I was little I never knew with my parents when I had to leave or if they wanted me around" I stumbled into my childhood lightly and with a gentle burp from Cosmo, Scarlett was re-dressing herself and changing her baby boy ready for bed.
"Would you like to talk more about your childhood or do you wanna skip all the formalities for tonight?" Scarlett questioned lightly as she slipped Cosmo in a Winnie the Pooh onsie for bed. "What ever you prefer Scarlett" I exhaled a subconscious deep breath as she moved swiftly around the room placing Cosmo in his crib and turning the Peter Rabbit mobile on.
"I think tonight's told a lot already so I say we head downstairs and flick a movie on while this storm blows over and then we can arrange your room for the night" she grabbed my hand gently and led me down to the living room area where her husband was there with popcorn and three water bottles.
Well thid should be fun.
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Secrets in Plain Sight
FanfictionWhen an 18 year old is desperate for a job working with children, Scarlett manages to swoop in at just the right moment for Y/N's life to finally turn out for the better. Y/N (eventual) adoption story. Each chapter will be marked with triggers, but...