When the day met the night Part 2

Chapter One

I was frustrated, I'd been on the phone with Jared for the last half hour, but the conversation was slowly deteriorating into an argument. "Just do it, bring her back here and take the role" he was telling me, for the third time. "No, I can't leave her" I said firmly. "I'm just saying, if you want to work then I'll look after her, I'm more than capable of looking taking care of her" he said calmly, but there was an edge to his voice. "You're too busy to come home, but you can look after her there, how does that work?!" I said almost snapping. "If she's, home, with me here, my mom can help and I don't work 24 hours a day I would make time" he said reasonably. I didn't miss his emphasis on the word "home". Where "home" was, had become a point of contention lately. "That's fine, I get it, I've got to go, I'm making her dinner" I said curtly. I heard him exhale in frustration, "no, you can't just cut me off again, forget the fucking role for a minute, I miss you, I miss Bluebell, please come home, for a little while?" he said, in a soft voice. "We are home" I muttered, "Jesus Harper, we can't keep having this argument" he growled, "Thats why I'm going to hang up now" I said trying to remain calm. "Okay, can we talk later, please?" he said, his voice was back to being soft and pleading. "Fine" I said, I hit end without another word. She looked up at me from where she was sitting, playing with some toys. Her beautiful blue eyes, identical to Jared's, stared at me for a moment, then she gave me a frown. "What are you frowning at?" I asked her smiling. She had fussed the whole time on the phone with him, telling him how much she missed him, finally dissolving into tears. Home and where it was had become the big question in all our lives. We couldn't bear to be apart, but neither of us wanted to give up our home. In the middle of it all was Bluebell, who wanted to be with both of us, together. She didn't actually care where that was, but she preferred LA, because thats where her grandma and uncle were. As for my work, I had only had a handful of very small projects in the two years after she'd been born. Jared had come and looked after her, but the last role, only a couple of months ago, had been a nightmare. I had reluctantly found a nanny, who had travelled with us as we filmed. But Bluebell had taken an immediate dislike to her. She played up, whined and had constantly misbehaved. I was relieved when it was over, the nanny even more so. She stood up now, throwing some of her toys across the room in a temper, screaming, daring me to say something. I narrowed my eyes at her, but didn't say anything. I understood how angry she was and how much she missed him, if I could, I'd be throwing a tantrum as well. I opened my arms and she walked into them immediately with a little sob. "I miss daddy" she said quietly. "I know, I do too" I sighed. I was torn, did I give in, yet again, and go see him? Or did I stand my ground, wait for him to come to us? There were no winners in this game.

Jared's POV -
God she was stubborn, it was one of the things I loved about her. But right now, her stubbornness was making us all miserable. It broke my heart being away from them both. Bluebell whined the entire time I'd been on the phone with her. Finally I'd whispered, "I miss you too, tell mama to bring you home, to daddy's house" I could almost hear her nodding, "then we can all be here together, okay?" I said quietly, I knew I was playing dirty but I didn't care. "Okay daddy, I miss you" she said again and I heard her sniff and the tears had started. An invisible hand clutched at my heart, I couldn't bear hearing her cry. "Don't cry sweetheart, I'll see you soon, I'll come if you don't okay, I promise" I said trying to calm her down. She finally stopped and gave the phone back to Harper. We ended the call much like the other ones, frustrated with no real answers or solutions. But she would cave, at least I hoped she would. Bluebell would be miserable and she hated seeing her like that, I thought smugly. If I was honest I wanted them here with me, permanently. I ran my hands through my hair with a groan. I wanted Harper here, I missed her like crazy, my body craved her, her touch, her warmth. I couldn't deal with being apart from her for much longer, I knew that much. I'd give her a day, if she didn't give in, I knew I'd have to. Fuck.