18 Days // C.R

Chapter 7

JEN POV

I lay in the queen sized bed in the narrow room with a circular window overlooking the beautiful sea. I wrapped some presents for tomorrow and I just lie there.

I looked to the side and see Marlee was snoring lightly. Her short blonde hair were everywhere on the pillow but I don't care, she doesn't move in her sleep.

I look over to the other side, with all the presents, and see on that sticks out to me. It's a little box, with a small Minnie Mouse chunky necklace inside. That was the one Chandler picked out for her.

Me mind replays the night over and over. After we talked, we figured out what we had in common. (Besides twenty one pilots)

And that was nothing.

He loved meat, while I am a vegetarian.
He liked bands and live music where I like Indie music, playing from Spotify, in my bedroom. He loved reading comics, while I basically live in bookstores and read novels and biographies that looked interesting.

He would rather go to the pool, where my secret escape is literally the beach.
He didn't know how to handle
children, were I....yeah that's pretty much explained. He liked English and writing, where I liked History and can't rhyme to save my life.

I sigh and noticed how heavy my eyelids are.
I roll my head to my pillow and close my eyes.

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'Mommy?mommy!mommy!" I open my eyes and see Marlee on top on me jumping up and down.

I smile and pretend I'm still asleep, but of course the little punk notices.

"Mom! Guess what day it is! Guess! Mom." She yells as if it were Christmas.

She's actually staring to hurt me as she practically walks on my spine like a balance beam.

"Okay. Okay mommy is up." I say as a carefully throw her on to the other side of the bed earning a giggle from her.

Robin and co comes in with a tray with breakfast. It's Mickey everything. Mickey pancakes. Mickey bowls and cups.

The tray has a small bowl of oatmeal, 1 Medium Mickey shaped pancake, a bowl of fruit and a cup filled with orange juice.

Marlee's eyes glitter like the Sirius A and go as wide as her little eyes can go. I can see her mouth hang open as she stars at the Mickey pancakes.

She rolls over to where the tray is and gobblers the breakfast before you can cook an egg on the surface of Death Valley.

After singing happy birthday and photos, it was time for the presents. In the morning she can open two and in the evening she can open the rest.

Kinda like Christmas but hey, Birthdays and Christmas you get presents. So what's the difference in the mind of a 3 year old?

She hops off the bed and twaddles over to the huge pile of gifts. She chooses on of my gifts and.....Chandlers.

She chooses to open mine first.

She unwraps the Mickey Mouse wrapping paper to find a puppy collar with Mickeys on them.

I'm confusion she raises the collar up and asks what it is. I mean she clearly knows its a dog collar, but she well knows that she isn't a dog.

"Well, I was thinking that maybe after the cruise we can head down to the animal shelter and pick a puppy for you." I say calmly when when she starts to comprehend what I just said.

Again, her eyes are wide and she looks like she's having a seizure from the Mickey Pancakes.

"I'm getting a puppy!" She screams and crawls all over me. I'm much more of a cat person, but she won't stop talking about wanting a dog.

Oh the sacrifices you make for your child.

After she calms down, which surprisingly didn't take that long, she eyes Chandlers gift and goes over to open it.

She pulls out the chunky charm bracelet build for toddlers and stares at it in awe.

"Mommy look" she loudly says and dangles her wrist right in front of my face.

"Ah yes a pretty charm bracelet." I say and start to untangle it and put it on her.

"Now I'm more like you!" She says and I stare at her in confusion for a second. I realized I too have a charm bracelet. I mean the James Avery ones not the five dollar ones at the Disney store over us on the deck.

I smile at my bracelet remembering that it was the last gift I'll ever received from my parents. There were four charms on the bracelet.

And each one had a special meaning.

There was a charm of a little girl, obviously for Marlee. There were a pair of people which stands for my loving parents. And the last person stands for my sister, who I can't imagine my life without. She helps me through so much.

There was a dragonfly hanging too.
I know, I know. A dragonfly?!
Well my mom said that a dragonfly is the symbol of power of change, I guess because dragonflies don't live that long. And at that moment my life did change. I was 6 months pregnant and as one month away from being 19. I guess you could say I love the meaning of the charm.

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I lay on a tanning bed looking after Marlee who's running around in the sprinklers having fun while water is sprouted from the deck splashing to your face and screwing with your eyeballs .

But hey, it's fun!

I glance over at her one more time before taking out a novel I was in the middle of reading. I pull out from my tote bag the half thousand pages boom of Jane Eyre.

I pull my sunglasses to the top of my head, since the sun is hitting my back and not my front.

While I was nose deep in the book I hear fast footsteps splashing over to me.

I look up and find Marlee with a frightened look on her face. I quickly put my book away and grab my towel, wrap it around her small body, and bring her to my lap.

"Honey what's wrong?" I ask getting a little weirded myself.
"This guy was looking for you, I overheard him talking to another person." She asks and she looks normal again.

Who could be looking for me?

A/N:
So so sorry for taking a year to update, I'm a little behind on English and kinda freaking out.
But I came back to wattpad to have over 300 notifications!!

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