We'll Look After You, We Promise

Chapter 8

While the couple were in the living room, cuddling up as Carina scrolled on her laptop looking at little supplies, the girl was in their bedroom staring out the window. She woke up not feeling the fuzzy feeling anymore. She had finally been left alone to her own thoughts and emotions which probably wasn't a good thing. Isabella watched as raindrops raced down the window, hearing the thunder rumbling off in the distance. She chuckled sadly, remembering when she was little that her Mom said lightning and thunder spoke to each other this way but it meant someone wasn't happy in the world. Was she the unhappy person right now? This had been the happiest she had ever been, Maya and Carina made her feel so safe and happy but she had woken up from a nightmare from her childhood and it left her feeling out of sorts. She knew she should go to the women and tell them but she just needed a moment to collect herself. Her vision became blurry from tears not understanding why her own parents couldn't love her like the wives in the other room did. Amelia had explained a few times that this is what the age regression was for but what if Carina and Maya ended up hating her or hurting her? She wiped the tears but they kept coming. Had she deserved all the abuse she endured to make her stronger now or maybe she was just a bad kid? She did some deep breaths, trying her best to calm down not wanting anyone's help at the moment. She looked around the room, her eyes setting on what she assumed was Carina's vanity as she quickly grabbed a hair tie putting her curly hair in a messy bun. She paced the bedroom, talking herself out of her grumpy emotional mood to avoid being short with anyone else in the house. She hadn't realized the noises she was making as the couple made their way down the hallway, having heard the footsteps as the bedroom door creaked open. Concern on their faces as they watched the short brunette pacing with tears streaming down her face as she scratched her arms trying to ground herself. They knocked softly to not startle her before carefully rushing in as they both held the girl, sobs soon filling the room as she profusely apologized.

Maya rocked the girl back and forth as Carina got up to leave the room for something, "What's going on baby, did you have a bad dream? Why didn't you come get us honey?" The blonde made a mental note of getting a baby monitor, not liking this habit the brunette was already making of not getting someone for help. The girl kept sobbing as Carina entered the room quietly and showing Maya the item she had left to grab. Isabella could hear them whispering, almost like they were disagreeing on something but she was too wrapped up in her emotions to care before she felt something rubber being dragged across her bottom lip. She parted her lips, curious but her vision was still blurry from tears as she felt the rubber item slipped into her mouth. She clicked it against the roof of her mouth, blushing upon realizing that Carina had given her a pacifier to calm her down. She gave it a few suckles before finding a comforting rhythm as she laid her head on Maya's shoulder, gripping the blonde's shirt not wanting her to let go. She made eye contact with Carina, who had a warm smile and a twinkle in her eyes as she stared at the girl lovingly. She was surprised the woman could give her the same look when she was acting like this and now having a pacifier in her mouth. She felt a hand rubbing up and down her back and a pat on her bottom as she was rocked. Her cries silenced and all they heard was the clicking of the pacifier and sniffles as she fully calmed herself down. "What happened to our Bambina, hm? Do you want to talk about it, our little love?" Carina questioned softly and the girl felt the same fuzzy feeling at the pet names. She reached out for the doctor as she gladly accepted the cuddles from the girl. Isabella opted to play with the buttons on the woman's pajama shirt and she stared up at her with big doe eyes. Maya and Carina noticed the innocent look her eyes had, had she slipped? "you guys gonna hurt isabella?" The brunette barely managed to whisper out, her voice sounded softer and muffled with the soother in her mouth. The wives furrowed their eyebrows before quickly shaking their heads wondering where this was coming from. Sure, the girl had gotten one or two timeouts but they had never physically hurt her and wouldn't even imagine doing it. She was too precious and innocent for it, where had she gotten this idea from?