Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 51

While we hoped for nothing but good news from the doctor we got no more than bad news about our baby girl. Still she's holding strong, but I'm falling apart. Kat and I have been getting into harsh arguments for a long time. I think it could have to do with the likely passing of our little one. Her lung is fine but her heart is weak and it's braking mine. She still never lets her smile fade and it just brakes my heart a little more. "Morning Daddy!" She smiles standing slowly in her crib hanging on to the edge and looking over at me.

"Morning princess," I stand walking towards her, my finger brushing against her face. I'm not allowed to lift her anymore and she thinks it's a punishment that I've given. I want nothing more than to hold her and reassure her that everything will be alright but I can't. I don't know anything will be alright. I don't know that when she comes home we'll all still be under the same roof, I don't even know wether or not she will come home and it's terrifying. I love her so much, I love them all a lot and loosing any of them would be horrible. "Did you sleep well?" I smile leaning against her crib.

"Mhm, I even dreamed that mama would come visit today!" She giggles. She hasn't come in since the news we got when our girls were released. She's got so much faith that her mother will visit I can't tell her the truth. Her mamas just so broken about potentially loosing her that she can't face her without crying.  "Do you think she might?" She lets out a slow cough. I fear the end could be near for her, and I really don't want it to be. She has so much life left to live, but the signs aren't ruling in her favour and it could just end up a fatal accident.

"I don't know sweetheart," I smile at her. "All we can do is hope." I shrug and she nods sitting back down before she lays herself down out of breath. Just like every other day, she can't stand very long and she can't go for the walks she loves to do oh so much. She can't even play with her toys because it all makes her so tired. She can't even cuddle her teddy bear like she used too. I had some special teddy bears made for her, they should be here soon, within the week for sure, they're supposed to stimulate what it felt like when Kat and I could cuddle her. She probably won't get much cuddles anymore but she can pretend like she is with theses pillows.

"Can I call her daddy?" She looks up at me almost sadly for the first time since she's arrived here she looks really sad. "I know I won't be here long anyways." She looks down and I gasp a little.

"Don't think like that," I demand a little too harshly terrifying my poor baby girl. She cries into the pillow and the only means of comfort I can give her is a pat on the back. I can't hug her or hold her at all I'm not even sure I'm allowed to touch her. "I'm sorry princess," I mumble letting a tear fall from my own eye. I would never cry in front of them but we might loose our innocent, innocent little girl because of some reckless driving habits of a teenager that might not even have to go to jail. I know Kat is already working on the lawsuit.

"Daddy?" She sniffs a little as another one of my tears falls hitting her arm. Forgetting all of the pain it must bring her she stands and wipes my eyes. "I know you're not allowed to hug me," She looks down sadly. "But could I hug you?" Her watery eyes are just heartbreaking. No one wants to see their kid like this and I've watched it day and night for almost a week. Mercy visited once, Angelina's visited a few times. Reese was only here until the girls got out and she never came back like she promise our little girl. She told me she could handle seeing her like this, so broken and so hurt. She's too vulnerable and anything could pretty much kill her. I know Kat doesn't wanna be here because she'd want to hug her and she wouldn't be allowed, plus we'd probably get into a big fight.

"No princess," I wipe my cheeks staring down at her. "No you'll get hurt." I shake my head but she moves towards me trying to get a hug anyways. "No I mean it Skylar don't." I point sternly even though my tears don't stop.

"But Daddy you're sad, you need hugs when your sad, that's all I ever need." I stare at her, I stare deep into her brown eyes. She's scared, she's terrified and I can see it, I just wanna take it all away from her. All of her fear and all of her pain, I wanna take it all instead of her but it doesn't work like that. Instead I suffer more than I would if I were in her position. I have to watch her pain, and as her dad, I feel like a horrible horrible father to just let her sit like this. "Daddy come back," she sniffs a little while I walk out. I won't leave her, I only sit outside her room trying to calm myself. All she's ever needed when she was sad was a hug and I can't give her a hug to make her feel better. She's only young, she doesn't deserve this, and that boy will pay for what he's done. He broke my baby girl.

"I'm sorry princess," slowly I walk back into the room but as I do her nurse stares down at her sadly. "What happened?" My eyes go wide while I stare at her too.

"Can I have a hug now?" She smiles softly pretty much dead.

"Yes princess, yes you can." I nod holding her against my shoulder. I don't care what the nurses say anymore. I can't let her go without at least one more hug. I take the one pole she's attached to and I lead her to the chair I sleep on. I bring her tiny body into my chest and watch. Her cold body searches for warmth and I give her my sweater. She'll be cold again eventually but the least I can do is keep her warm now.