Mate

Chapter 3

"I really have to pee!" I proclaim for the dozenth time.

"Quiet peanut gallery! We are almost there." my father tries to joke around with me.

"No! I can't hold it, please! I really have to pee!" I am literally begging!

"Daniel maybe we should pull-"

No please let the kind woman speak!

"Sweetheart we are so close she can hold it." My father oh-so-kindly interrupts.

No I really can not!

"Daddy please. My bladder is about to burst." I say as convincing as possible.

"Why didn't you go last time we stopped?" My mom decides to jump in on the gang-up-on-Amelia parade. Yippee!

I would like to point out that we are still in Lupusville so our last stop was in another town. Last night! This town seems so much bigger now.

"I didn't have to go then?" Comes my lame excuse. It sounds more like a question than a statement so that's how I knew I lost my argument and just have to hold it...

Longer.

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My brain might have blacked out in order to focus on holding my pee hole closed.

"You're being dramatic Amelia." My mothers voice startles me.

Did I say that out loud?

"In case you are wondering sweetheart, yes you said that out loud." She softly laughs as dad chuckles from outside my open door.

That's when I notice we are parked in a driveway to a beautifully big house. And the most important piece to the puzzle; my father is holding my door open with one hand and in the other is the key. The key to which I hope is the front door because I already have it clutched in my grasp as I dart towards the door.

After a few failed attempts the door opens and I stumble- not so gracefully- into my new home. I don't have time to waste though and find myself chanted directions:

Hallway to your right, second door on right, hallway to your right, second door on your right, hallway right, second right.

I guess my subconscious works better than I thought because i don't remember hearing directions or closing and locking the bathroom door or sitting down for that matter.
I only come back to reality when I'm washing my hands after doing my business, completely and utterly relaxed.

Once I finish what needs to be done in there I head down the hall to what I suppose is the kitchen. I walk in to my mom being pulled into my dad's chest as he wraps his arms around her waist starting to sway. I could've stayed watching the cute interaction between the two but my mom spots me.

"Hey Melly, you hungry?" My mom offers, not pretending to be sheepish, knowing I've seen it before.

As I am opening my mouth to decline my delightful father brakes from his daze he was in from swaying with my mom in his arms. "Of course she's not, who do you think ate all of the snacks from the cooler?"

I send a playful glare his way, "Says the one who ate the family size pack of funnyun's on his own."

"Anyways," mom interjects " I'm taking that as a no?" She raises her eyebrows for clarification.

I shake my head in response.

"Ok well we were thinking of having a movie night as our first night in the new house. Sort of like breaking it in? You okay with that?"

"Of course! We can't break tradition!" I exclaim. We always have random movie nights with each other. Whether someone had a bad day and needs a pick me up or just to chillax, it's become a custom in our family.

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We ordered all of our furniture and luggage over before moving, only keeping essentials and a couple suitcases of clothes for the trip. Thank goodness we did because I really needed a couch to lounge on and my own bed to sleep on. After making the plans for the movie, me and dad went for a run to stretch out our muscles and work out our energy from being confined in a small space for a long time. Mom ran for a little and then went back to cook some dinner, knowing we all get really hungry after working out. I use the term "working out" loosely of course because I really am not fit. I mean to a normal person i am probably above average but my parents are beasts when it comes to running and adrenaline usage so I'm a weakling compared to them. After that we had some fairly well put together sandwiches on the spot followed by several showers.

Which brings me to the present. Me sprawled out in the love seat with a light sheet over me and my parents cuddled up on the couch watching Transformers 4. One of the best four movies in the world(the other three being transformers 1, 2, and 3).

We are more than half way through but I don't think I can stay awake for the rest of it. It's as if all of my activities and lack of sleep for the past few days are just now catching up to me as I can't even fathom fighting the weights that seem to be pulling my eyelids closed. The fact that I'm fresh from a shower with a full stomach isn't helping either. I can't find a reason to fight what seems to be the most beautiful thing ever to me right now...

Sleep.

So that's what I do.

Amelia's dad's POV

I can tell from my mates steady breathing and limp body that she fell asleep long ago and can't help but let out a light chuckle. She was never good at staying up for movie nights. It was always me and Amelia who would go on for hours and watch whatever we could find until her mom would wake up and send us to bed.

However I think this move and our run earlier wore her out to no end giving her no choice in the matter, her body and mind needed the sleep.

As much as I hate to disturb my mates peaceful sleep I gently readjust her off of me so I can put Amelia to bed. "Baby..." I trail off nudging her shoulder gently.

I get a muffled groan as a response.

"Babe you have to get." I try to coax her into a sitting position explaining to her, "Go up to bed, I'll be there in a second, I just need to get Amelia to her room." She nods numbly as she quietly walks to our room still half asleep.

I can't help but laugh at how cute my mate is.

Making my way over to Amelia, I turn off the tv to make sure it doesn't wake her up. I have to carefully avoid all of the pillows and blankets that were strewn on the floor sometime during the movie.

Thank you werewolf vision.

I brush the hair out of my little girl's face and take in her position.

Just like her mother.

Taking up the majority of the love seat with her lanky arms and legs. Her bare feet hang off the chair in a not so graceful manor but it's cute how much she has grown from me being able to hold her in one hand to barely fitting on the couch.

I pick her up my hands under her back and behind her knees so I don't disturb her too much. At the sudden movement she groans but settles down, her heart beat and breaths evening out once again and I continue to walk her to her room upstairs.

As I go to open her bedroom door she grips my neck tighter feeling the uneven level she's being held at and mumbles a groggy, "Dad?"

"Shh, it's ok. Sleep."

I lay her on her purple bed spread helping her- for the most part- asleep self get acquainted in her blankets before kissing her forehead as a way to say goodnight. She half-heartedly kisses the air as if kissing my cheek and goes to sleep again.

I can finally go to sleep knowing both of my girls are safe and sound.

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Chapter 3! If I am not mistaken next chapter she goes to school and you get to meet some other people, so that's fun. This is also the longest one yet I believe. You got to be in her dad's mind for a bit. Yay or nay?

Your Favorite movie? Mine is obviously Transformers.
Your Favorite chip? Mine is unknown but not funnyun's.