Crystal's POV
As I wake up I find myself on the couch with da-Michael. I really should just start calling him daddy but I'm not ready yet. I hope off his lap making sure not to wake him. I walk in the kitchen and a lady asked me what I wanted for breakfast. I found the notepad on the table from last night and quickly write
'It's ok, I can get it myself'
I show her the notepad and she ask
"Are you sure?"
I quickly nod my head yes. She hesitates to leave the kitchen but does so. I then quietly open the freezer to pull out the same kind of ice cream I ate last night. I grab the stool to reach the bowl on the high shelf and get down to find a spoon. As I sat down, I was caught.
"I don't think you should be eating ice cream this early honey" da-Michael
He grabs the bowl and walks to the stove. He sets the ice cream side and turns the stove on.
"You're going to have to eat something other than that." He chuckles. I sunk in my seat. He starts to cook french toast and grabs some powdered sugar along with some molasses. He starts to plate the food for me and him.
"I would have made LaToya some, but she's a late sleeper"
I grin pretending I'm happy with what's going on right now.
"So when's your birthday?"
I start to grab for a pencil and pen but he immediately grabbed my arm. I gave him a confused look.
" You don't need that. It's ok to use your voice. The doctor didn't say anything was wrong with it. You need to break this habit" he says
I sigh. He's right.
"So..." he says waiting for the moment of me using my voice.
Luckily, LaToya walked in the room. I greeted her with a smile along with da-Michael. As they were conversating in the kitchen, I quickly left without making much noise. Luckily I made it to my room without being caught. I started to think about it, should I open up more? I also want to tell him my birthday is September 5th.It's currently July 10th. I think I'm going to wait a little longer. I didn't tell him my real birthday because I'm not ready. I told him May 29th even though it's not. It would be cool to have the same b day as LaToya and Rebbie though. I'm already trying to start eating again. But it's hard. Every time I try, I back away. I grab a book from my drawer and start writing."Dear Diary,
Should I open up to the people around me? Part of the reason I really don't want to open to daddy, I mean Michael because he's my celebrity crush. It would just be awkward. I might start talking to LaToya, she is very nice like daddy (erases) Michael. Wish me luck!
I close my diary and place it back into my drawer. I all of a sudden hear my name being called. I jog down the stairs and realize da-Michael is standing there with my plate. He really wants me to eat. I take the plate and put it in the fridge. I then take a seat in the couch. Da-Michael did not look happy.Sorry it's a shorter chapter. I'll be making a picture book!
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My Hero Is My Dad
FanfictionA young homeless girl has yet again wander the streets and find shelter. She never expected to find a certain someone would look after her.