Matt's POV
I get up from the couch in the hospital room, Diana hasn't woken up since she fainted at the glass house. Who could blame her, she saw her dad die in front of her eyes. I look at Zoey who is fast asleep with Diana on the bed. I can't believe that this little girl survived with Philip. Diana has always talked about Zoey but I still feel like there is much more to Zoey than I know.
" Matt? Is that you?" I hear Zoey say in a low voice.
She wipes her eyes as she gets up from the bed." Yea it's me." I say.
" Where is my daddy?" She questions.
When those words leave her mouth I feel like my heart crack. How can I tell her this? I take a deep breath as I fell my mouth begin to move, but I stop.
" do you know where my daddy is?" She repeats.
" Are you hungry?" I ask.
She frowns and looks at me with her big eyes." I asked you where my daddy is, not if I'm hungry." She says.
" here let's go to the cafeteria and get some breakfast, when was the last time you ate?" I ask.
" I don't know." She replies.
I don't hesitate to grab her little hand and walk out the hospital room. When we reach the cafeteria I buy two sandwiches and two drinks. I set them down at the table that Zoey sat down on and hand her some food, once she gets her hands on the sandwich she quickly begins to eat it down. She must have been really hungry.
" Do you like it?" I ask.
She stops eating and stares at me for a while." Yes, I do." She says. " Do you love my sister?" She asks.
The question catches me of guard that I even gasp." Yes I do, very much, she is very special to me." I answer.
" Daddy loves Dina too, he loves mommy too, he tells me so." She says.
" really? Why do you call your sister Dina? I ask trying to change the subject.
" Daddy calls her that when he tells me story's." She say.
Wow, she must have really been close to Phillip. No matter how hard I try to change the subject she always goes back to Philip. "Really? What kind of story's did he tell you?"I ask. She looks up to look at me and a small smile appears on her face.
" He tells me a lot of story's." She says.
" Can you tell me a story? Tell me your favorite story that your daddy told you." I ask.
" Ok! It's about a king who has two little princesses, one was named to zitta and the other princess was named Dina. But then one day the evil queen came and took Dina away from the king, the king was very sad and lonely without her. So he became a strong and powerful king to protect the little princess that he had left, zitta. And one day he would get back Dina!, Dina is like my sister, the evil woman took her away from me and daddy." She says now frowning for the second time I today.
What the hell? What kind of sick bastard would put such a horrible thing on a kids mind. " wow that's a good story, do you want to hear the second part of it?" I ask. I get a story through my head as soon as I can,maybe I can help her.
" Really? You know the story? Yea I want to hear it!" She says happily.
" alright then. A couple years later the queen comes back to get zitta, she wanted to protect zitta from all the dangers she was around, that's why she took Dina, she took Dina to a safe happy place, Dina is now living a happy and safe life. So the queen wanted little zitta to be safe and happy too. But the king didn't know that, he thought he was keeping little zitta safe but he didn't realize how much he was harming her. He also didn't realize that Dina was not taken away, Dina ran away from home because she wasn't happy, she ran somewhere as far away from the king. So years later when the queen went to get zitta, the king wouldn't let her, a big war begun, no one won but zitta finally got in the safe hands of the queen and Dina." I say. She looks down and looks a little sad.
" so, the king was evil?" She asks.
" no, the king wasn't evil, he was just so confused that he never saw how unsafe zitta was." I say.
" Oh, so did they live happily ever after?" She asks.
" yes, they are happy now." I say.
" Can we go back with Dina?" She asks
" yea sure, just give me a second to throw the trash." I say and get up from my seat.
After we leave the cafeteria we head back to Diana's room to find her wide awake.
" Matt?! Where were you?" Where's my mom?" Suddenly I see her eyes filling up with tears." Where's my dad?" She asks in a low voice.
" Diana." Is all I manage to say before I run to her arms and hug her as she cries on my shoulder.
" Dina, why are you crying? Where's daddy?" Asks Zoey. I let go of Diana to lift Zoey up to the bed so she can be with Diana, after that we all get into a big hug as the two sisters cry. No matter what that man did to them, he was still there father, they still loved him, no matter what he had done.
(I'm so sorry for not updating but I haven't had much time to update, I'll try to update as much as I can)
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