I was determined to prove to all those snobby doctors that I could get better, that I'll get better. As I spent all the time I wasn't sleeping working on this I was able to prove everyone wrong. My progress was slow but obvious and I was so happy when I finally could turn my thoughts into words. There were a lot of funny mistakes and sometimes I would shut down in the middle of the sentence but he was always there to help me get through, no matter if it was a good or bad time. Life was moving in the right direction, just maybe not as fast as I wanted ... I just had a feeling that he was hiding something from me but I didn't push him into telling me. I was giving hints that we should talk about all unsaid things... The faster the better but nothing too much.
One evening after a couple of drinks he finally broke the silence answering all my unasked questions after I made him explain our mail from the hospital. Not with my name on the bill.
-I wanted to do this so much earlier but your mental state wasn't good enough, it still needs some improvement but everything comes with time. I just needed to be sure that you will be able to understand everything the right way.- He said and I froze up without knowing why.
After the dinner, he unlocked all rooms on the second floor but I wasn't sure what should I understand from this kid's room. I was looking at him all confused after I did a fast room check-up. I mean it was an adorable room for a little princess...
-Lilith Victoria Green.- He said giving me a framed picture of a tiny baby and I felt cold run through my whole body. - Born on 21 of March at almost 23 weeks...
-No, don't.- I said trying to walk out. God, I wasn't mentally prepared to hear any of this...
-Just look.- He stopped me showing a short video.- She is a beautiful, curious, and healthy little girl.
I looked between him and the phone with big eyes without understanding anything. Like I get what he is saying but my brain defused to deal with it. We went through thousands of pictures and hundreds of videos and I couldn't get enough of that tiny baby. Seeing her slowly grow up, take her first wobbly steps, and even try to say her first normal human words. Everything about her was perfect and I just wanted to cry. I missed so much of her life...
-Tell me more.- I finally whispered...
-She have two birthdays, the day she was born and when we finally left the hospital. Mia and Lucas helped me a lot when things were too hard to handle or when I needed to be in two places at the same time or when I didn't knew what I was supposed to do. But now when I got you back and we have our perfect little angel I hope things get better. I'm aware that I messed up big time but I tried to do everything as best as I could and it wasn't as easy as it might look.
-Where is she?
-She is with my mom - safe and well taken care of.
-Can you say it again?
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