Growing Up |TAYVIN (Sequel To AWRFT) *discontinued*

25. I Like My House

*Ellie's POV*

"Everything will be fine. You can sit on my lap, and Daddy will make sure that Sam doesn't say anything to you, honey", Mommy says, fixing my hair, as I sit on a stool at the breakfast bar in the kitchen.

Mommy told me that her and Daddy were going to take me to talk to my teachers this morning, and Sam was going to be there.

"I don't want to go, Mommy", I whisper, turning my head so that I was looking at her.

Mommy sighs, and looks over at Grandma, who was helping Luke and Noah eat their breakfast.

Grandma and Grandpa were staying at our house for a couple of days, and this was a good thing, because when Grandma came, it always made Mommy extra happy.

"Ellie, you heard your Mommy. Sam can't hurt you, and I'm sure it'll just be a quick little chat", Grandma says, smiling reassuringly at me.

Mommy lifts me down from the stool, and kneels down in front of me, so that we're face-to-face.

"I promise you that there's nothing to worry about, alright?", she says, kissing my forehead and standing back up.

I nod my head slowly and grab her hand tightly.

"Adam, are you ready?", Mommy shouts out the kitchen door, before grabbing her purse from the table and giving Noah and Luke a kiss goodbye.

"I go with Mommy?", Luke asks Grandma, starting to panic when he sees Mommy and I walking towards the door.

"No, honey, you can stay here with Grandma and Grandpa and Noah. Let's go into the living room and see what Grandpa's watching on TV", Grandma says, lifting him out of his high chair.

"No. My Mommy!", he whimpers, reaching his arms out to Mommy.

"I gotta go, baby, I'll be back soon, okay?", she says, blowing a kiss at him, before dragging me towards the front door.

"Adam, come on!", she shouts up the stairs, as Luke's cries get louder and louder, and I still hear him calling for Mommy.

He always does that when he doesn't get to go with Mommy, but Mommy told me it's because he's still only little and doesn't know any better.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm here!", Daddy says, rushing down the stairs, looking a little flustered, as he rattles his car keys in his hands.

"Let's go, quickly, before Luke screams the house down", Mommy says, opening the front door and leading us outside.

Once we're in the car and past the paparazzi, who were always outside our front gate, I start to get a little nervous.

"Are you okay, bunny?", Mommy asks, looking at me through the rear view mirror, with a concerned look on her face.

I nod my head, but I can't stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes.

"Ellie baby, it's okay. He's not going to hurt you", Mommy says, reaching her hand back for me to grab it.

She rubs circular motions on my hand with her thumb, and I try to stop crying, just as Daddy pulls into the school parking lot.