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Chapter 2: For Daddy
Blake's POV
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When I got home, I didn't miss the loud cries of my little girl.
I sighed heavily and sprinted to her room. It was nice. I actually worked really hard to get all the decorations and toys I thought she would like.
Of course, my two year old is not always going to love Disney princesses and unicorns all her life. Sadly, she'll grow out of it some day. Which is why I decided to go all out on the princess theme.
I spotted my older sister Sarah holding my daughter in her arms. She tried her best to calm her down, I know it. But, the little girl is something else.
Relief washed over Sarah's face and she smiled at me.
She immediately handed me my daughter. Hannah's cries eventually decreased as I held her.
It's like she knew I'm her father. Well, of course she did. She had been stuck with me for two years straight.
Hannah resembled me in every way. She had everything I did. The brown locks, green eyes, and fair skin. But, only she had that mesmerizing smile and cute giggle.
She had all of me in her, except my personality. Thing is, Hannah's autistic.
I'm not sure if by the age of two children should start talking, but if they do, Hannah's behind. She doesn't speak. At all.
I don't know if I'm expecting too much, or if it's too soon but I'm really worried. I don't want her to be antisocial or to be hiding from everyone; I don't want her to be hiding from me. I'd still love her, though.
After dinner, when Sarah had left, I set Hannah on her crib and played Mickie Mouse on the television. I'm not really fond of that show or the mouse (mainly the mouse), but I know Hannah loved it. She started getting all giggly and smiley whenever that mouse popped up on the screen.
I quickly took a shower and when I finished I laid down on my bed with Hannah next to me. She laid on her stomach while I caressed her tiny head. The little hairs on her head tickled my palm as I waved my hand through them.
I never thought I'd see myself with a child. Much less with one of my own. I couldn't ask for anything more. I just need Hannah to be next to me and I'm fine as can be.
Just like that new girl. Hera. I guess she also brought that warm feeling. Not as much as Hannah, though. No one can ever compare to my princess.
I checked the clock. 9:16.
"Time for bed, Hannah," I whispered to my baby. She showed me a soft smile and yawned, stretching her small mouth.
I'm tired too, princess.
We traveled to her room. After changing her diaper, I gently laid her down on her crib and cover her small body with a pink blanket. I waited until she closed her eyes to go to my room.
She finally did, and I laid down again. I closed my eyes and Hera immediately wandered into my mind.
I felt bad for yelling at her the way I did. But, I couldn't let her know I had a child. She'd think so low of me. She'd think that I do things without thinking about the aftermath; about the mistakes I'd make.
Hannah's not a mistake. She's not. She just wasn't expected. I wouldn't trade Hannah for the world.
I tried to think of something else for a while, until I finally went to sleep.
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"Aaaah!"
I woke up to the sound of cries.
Hannah.
I quickly got out of bed and ran to her room. I found her in her crib, crying and screaming. Her tiny arms and legs waved through the air and that alone got my attention.
I got her out of her crib and into my arms. She didn't stop her crying, though. It only got louder.
I patted her back softly and tried to calm her down, yet she wouldn't keep quiet.
"Please, princess, calm down," I whispered softly. She lowered her volume, but she didn't stop.
I sighed heavily and kept patting her back. "Come on, baby, please. For daddy, go to sleep."
Eventually, Hannah did go to sleep.
I decided I didn't want her to wake up without me being there again, so I took her to my room. I laid her down next to me. I laid my forearm around her belly, careful not to crush her. I wouldn't want anything to hurt my babygirl.
Before going to back to sleep, my thoughts wandered to Hera again.
Damnit!
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