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Miah Pete-Collins 4
9 months later...
Y/n POV
I sat in the living room, the lights dimmed, scrolling on my phone, watching old videos of myself. It was something I found myself doing often. I constantly had this on going battle in my mind with how I felt. Mostly because I was in my thoughts more often now.
My speech was messed up, of course I went to therapy, I've taken damn near every therapy there is but only so much progress can happen in such time. I found it disappointing that I sometimes couldn't express what I wanted so most times I just shut up. Along with relearning to talk, I also had to relearn how to walk amongst other things. I'm now able to walk by myself with a walker.
I usually wake up around this time, Megan always has been a deep sleeper, though when I first came home she was paranoid. She'd stay up to watch me sleep, to make sure I didn't go nowhere. That I was safe. And everything about that broke me...
I'm supposed to be able to protect her, and now she has to take care of me. She was doing everything for me at one point, hell, she still is. I can only imagine how hard that is on her. I try my best not to ask for help, she knows it, but some situations I have to and it kills me.
I missed being able to do things, simple things like playing outside with my daughter, goofing around with her. More complex things like having sex, of course we have it, but Megan does all the work. It gets the job done but no woman wants to have to be the strong one all the time. Even my daughter had to adapt to the drastic change, I know it hurts her that I can't pick her up when she crying to comfort her.
Sometimes I wished that if everything did have to happen, I should've died. I missed being me, I was brought out of my thoughts by a noise. I looked up slowly, as quick as I could, to see what it was.
"Daddy?" She said as I slowly put the phone on the couch. "Are you crying?" She asked as I realized I was wiping my face immediately.
"N-no. W-what's w-rong, b-baby?" I asked as she rubbed her eyes walking towards me.
"I'm hungry," she said making me let out a little laugh. She wake up hungry.
"W-what you w-want...to eat?" I tried to slow down more when talking so my words cool come out clear.
"Um, cereal." She smiled, as I used the walker to get up. She walked beside me keeping up with my pace as we walked to the kitchen.
"I want this one daddy," she pointed excitedly at the Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I smiled grabbing it before getting a bowl out of the cabinet. I focused on my hands, knowing how slow I moved could affect what I was doing as I poured the cereal tilting the box perfectly before doing the same with the milk, Miah had gotten out of the fridge for me.
"Thank you, high five da,"she said cheesing as I looked down at her hand before hitting it.
"I......love you." I said before she kissed my cheek. "I love you too." She said as I smiled, she began to wake up more, talking about God knows what and I listened to it all.
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Megan POV
1 stirred awake eyes still closed, feeling the bed beside me, empty. I immediately sat up, looking around before, remembering and breathing in and out. Y/n's alive, she's here. I reminded myself before getting ready.
Then I made my way to Miah's room. She had her head on y/n chest as they watched tv.
"Y'all forgot about me?" I asked playfully rolling my eyes. Miah hopped up and ran over giving me a hug and kiss as I picked her up.
"Goodmorning babies," I said going over to y/n giving her a kiss not before Miah pushed me off.
"Too much mommy." She said as I laughed before looking back at y/n who looks to be in deep thought, something she did often.
"Baby?"I called out as she turned her head to me slowly letting me know I got her attention.
"You okay?" I asked as she nodded as best she could I decided to take her word for it. "Me and Miah going to go get our hair and nails done, today. You still going to get a haircut?" I asked sitting on her lap.
"Y-yeah," she responded as I smiled kissing her again multiple times, her face scrunched up, " L-ipgloss," she groaned as I chuckled kissing her cheek before wiping it off her lips.
"I love you," I said
"I-I love you m-ore," she said making me smile I got off of her seeing Miah was already ready so I just grabbed a snack before we left. ___________
"Can we buy a cake mommy?" Miah said on the way back from our appointment.
"Yeah, but why baby?" I asked curiously.
"Because daddy's sad, and cake makes me feel better. It'll make her feel better to mommy." She said as I scrunched my face up looking at her in the backseat.
"What are you talking about baby?" I said
"Daddy was crying when I woke up, she said she wasn't but I saw."Miah said making my heart drop.
"What flavor you want mommy?" I said changing the subject wondering what I was going to say to y/n.
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"Ouu look at you, my babyyyy!" I hyped y/n up as she walked into the house, slowly, with a fresh haircut.
Of course Miah had to steal my thunder running over to her. Making me roll my eyes.
"I like your hair," Miah said cheesing up at her, taking her hand as they walked over to me.
Mmhmm, I love it. you so sexy daddy." I said as Miah mugged the fuck out of me.
"Alright lil jealous,'I'm done."I said ending the recording as she stopped at the counter. I gave her a kiss.
"Look daddy I gotchu a cake."Miah said getting up on the chair, pointing damn near putting her whole finger into the cake.
Y/n looked down, smiling.
"Thank you.....but...for what?" She said
"Miah said she saw you crying this morning and want to make you feel better," I said softly as she looked at Miah avoiding my gaze.
I grabbed a knife hurriedly cutting Miah a piece. "You can eat it in the living room mommy," I told her as she said thank you before running off.
"What's wrong?" I said
" no...nothing."
"It's something for you to be crying y/n. You haven't talked to me about anything to tell me how you're feeling. Whatever it is I wanna help you through it." I pleaded tearing up.
"And that's...thats the problem." She said as I frowned.
