The Power of Love

Brown eyes

Camila
Lauren and I walk up to the girls and I's house and open the door. A gust of warm heat runs at us making me step back for a minute. I walk over to the couch and gently place the tiny girl down. I grab a blanket and cover her up making sure she's warm.
"Aww she's so cute," Lauren whispers behind me.

I turn around and smile at her. Yeah she is. Her hand drops down so I pick it up to put it back on her. But when I do I see them. Her hands are bleeding and bruised up badly. Aww what has happen to her.
"Lauren can you get the fist aid kit," I whisper to Lauren.
She nods her head and runs upstairs to get it. I brush some hair out of her face. She looks so innocent her. Like what just happen didn't happen. Lauren comes back a few seconds later with the fist aid kit.

"What happen? Lauren had the fist aid kit. Who got hurt?" Three voices say.
I shush them telling them to be quiet. All confused they walk over to where I'm standing. Their hands go to their mouths once they see the little girl. I gently take her hands and wrap them in bandages. Wondering what else there is I take the blanket off her. She wines when the warm feeling is gone but she remains asleep. I put bandaids on her knees and bandage her feet. Poor baby.

"Anyone want to explain this," Dinah says pointing toward the little girl.
Lauren walks into the kitchen and we all follow her.
"Camz and I were walking in the park and we sat down to enjoy the snow. Than Camz heard crying so we investigate and found her sitting behind a bush hitting herself crying," Lauren explained.
The girls all sat there with there mouths open.

"Mila," a small voice asks.
I turn toward the living room to see the little girl waking up. She's rubbing her eyes with her fist. I walk over to her and bend down so I'm eye level with her.
"Hey baby how you sleep?" I ask her.
She shrugs her shoulders. I can tell she's still tired. She makes grabby hands at me so I pick her up. She rest her head on my shoulder as we walk back into the kitchen. All the girls look at me waiting for me to say something.

I should really get her name. She picks her head up and looks around the room. She stares at the three girls before hiding back into my shoulder.
"Mila they pretty," she whispers into my ear.
Aww she's so cute. I turn her around so they can see her and she can see them.
"Why don't you tell them that," I say.
She shakes her head burying her back into my shoulder. Aww someone's shy. A small smile comes on to the girls faces.
"You guys are pretty," the little girl says finally peeking out from my jacket I still have on. I need her name. I keep forgetting.

"Aww Camz. What's your name cutie?" Dinah ask coming over to her.
"Anastasia," she giggles hiding her head behind her hands.
I don't think I've ever heard anything more beautiful before. Well now we have a name. Good start.
"Well I'm Dinah, that's Normani, and that's ally. Of course you know Lauren and Camila," Dinah says pointing to each one of us.
Once Lauren's name is used Anastasia turns around to find her. A smile spreads on her face and she makes grabby hands at her. Lauren takes her from me and puts her on the counter in front of her.

I think I'm just going to call her Anna. Is easier for me. I look over at Lauren to see her making funny faces at Anna. A smile creeps onto my face.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Normani asks.
We all agree and head into the living room. Lauren helps Anna off the counter and onto her feet. Not a good idea. I open my mouth to say something but Anna is already walking over.

I walk over to her and scoop her up. She wines at me kicking her feet wanting to be put down. I place her on the couch and tell her to stay. She crosses her arms but stays where she is.
We put the lion king on and get comfy. Anna is between Lauren and I. I hand her some popcorn but she looks at me puzzled.
"Your supposed to eat it munchkin," I giggle.
She nods her head and reaches for some her hand shaking a little. I watch as she takes a tiny bite of it before swallowing it. She takes another bite taking longer than the last one to swallow it. I gently put my hand on her hand giving it a tight squeeze.