Ain't She Sweet

Chapter 7 - Cry For A Shadow

<Angie PoV>

Later that night I had fell in and out of sleep. I was so tired and it was 1 am. But I couldn't shake the image of Dr. Marvel's out of my head.

<Dream>

I watch my younger self frolic around in rags. I watch myself pick a dandelion. "Mummy! Look what I found!" I watch me run to the van and see my mum smoking pot with a man. "Oh darlin' how beautiful ." A wide grin slreads across my toddler face. Th man turns his head. His blue eyes twinkle. Oh my god! Dr. Marvel. "Ugh why did we have a child? We can't bearly feed ourselves, how are we supposed to feed another?" He sneers. I run over there and scream in his his face.

"ARE YE ME FATHER?!" I scream. They are all oblivious to me. "Oh but frank, she's not yer daughter. She's mine. I can do anythin' I want." My mother says. My toddler self is perplexed by their adult words. "Run along little Angelina." My mother sweetly said. I ran of to the weeping willow tree. I stand there, crying. Like a shadow, no one can see or hear me. "Cry For A Shadow." I whisper.

<Dream Over>

I wake up sobbing violently, causing all of the boys to run to my aid.

Ringo arrives a few seconds before John, George, and Paul do. Instinctively I throw my arms around him and continue to sob into his shoulder. "What happened princess?" John asked. "I- *sob* was havin' a nightmare *sob*." I choke out. George puffs out his chest. "Where's that darn bogey man?! I want to out him in his place!" I stop sobbing and I laugh. "Yer like the skinniest person alive! I bet he'll beat ye!" I laugh. Paul, Ringo, and John laugh along.

"What was it 'bout?" Paul asks. "It'll make ye feel better if ye talk 'bout it, love." Ringo said. "I was watchin' me younger self, and me mum was with Dr. Marvel and they were takin' drugs and they were talkin' and Dr. Marvel gave me the worst look and I screamed in his face, "are ye me father?" And he couldn't hear me. And I cried. And I said, "Cry For A Shadow." I finish. They all look at each other.

"It's probably a flashback." George said. "An awful grotty one." I chuckle. The boys' expressions soften a little. I smile a bit. "What time is it, Rings?" I ask Ringo. "Oh it's 'bout 1 am." Paul's fast asleep on my bed. "Midnight snack anyone?" I ask deviously. George nods his head really fast. "Snack?! I want a meal!" I grab Ringo and George's hand. "Come 'Ed Johnny!" John follows and we all race downstairs.

<George's POV>

As if John, Paul, Ringo and I could sense it. We would do anything if it meant that Angie was safe. It hit me like a ton of bricks, I loved Angie. She's like a daughter/ little sister. I vow to make her feel happy, safe, warm, and fed.