THURSDAY, 25 JANUARY
It's been a month! An entire month! A full month since I started watching Ivy. It's been so hard between work and all, I wasn't coping but had to adjust. The semester ends in February so school has also had me by the neck.
I am also really worried, no one has heard anything from Stefan in a month and he said he'd be gone for a few days. It stresses me out every single day, it scares me. It frightens me! He needs to come back, we need him.
Well, Ivy needs him.
Ivy: Angel.
Me: yes, baby?
Ivy: Ivy hungry.
I head downstairs with Ivy and we eat some cute little sandwiches. As we walk out of the kitchen I hear gunshots coming from the gate so I run with Ivy in my arms, down to the basement. I feel this really bad pain in my ankle but ignore it.
I then pray before trying to calm down a crying, kicking, screaming Ivy. After a while of staying in that oddly beautiful basement, I hear footsteps coming down the basement so I grab my phone.
Me: I'll call the cops if you come here?
???: you'll call the cops on me in my own house?
Me: Stefan!
He comes down and I run to him and break down in his arms.
Stefan: you're safe now.
Me: what...what...
Stefan: it's okay, I promise.
Me: I think I broke my ankle as we came down here.
He picks me up and holds Ivy by hand. He gently places me on the living room couch and grabs a first aid kit.
Stefan: where does it hurt?
Me: huh?
Stefan: where are you feeling pain?
Me: right here.
I say pointing at my now blue ankle.
Stefan: I've got you.
He massages and bandages my ankle.
Stefan: that should do.
We look at the other couch and Ivy is already sleeping.
Stefan: I'll take her to my room.
Me: no, she sleeps in my bed.
Stefan: please, just for tonight.
I nod and he takes her upstairs before coming back to carry me to bed. He gives me painkillers and I go to sleep.
I guess he really does have a soft side. I really missed him though, not going to lie. I miss him, I miss being in his arms but I am still angry.
Stefan: good night.
Me: good night.
He tucks me in and leaves. I then fall asleep after a few hours but find myself waking three hours later because of the pain that I'm feeling in my ankle. I can't help but just cry, like a lot.
Stefan: what's wrong?
He says walking in.
Me: it hurts.
Stefan: how bad is it?
I try to move but...
Stefan: don't move!
He touches it and I cry even more.
Me: ahhhh.
Stefan: don't worry, I'll take care of you.
He gives me painkillers and tucks me in again before settling on the couch.
Me: this is your house, you don't have to sleep on the couch.
Without hesitating, he gets in the bed and goes to sleep only after me. He's so sweet, I promise.
FRIDAY, 26 JANUARY
We are woken up by Ivy getting on the bed.
Me: good morning.
Stefan: you were talking in your sleep, do you really love me?
Me: what?!
