Requited LOVE

Chapter 30

Lillian's POV

Daddy walked to the other room. I crawled behind him, I needed daddy to go home and get my baby. When daddy sat on the big boy bed, I rolled to my butt. "Dabby, ome?" I started to look around this room. We could live here if we had a kitchen. It was really big. Daddy slid down onto the floor with me. Sitting across from me, I looked at daddy. He looked so sad. "Dabby, ome? I weepy." 

"Precious flower, we have no home. Yesterday, it burned."

"Ome, dabby, weepy?!" I could feel my eyes building up with tears. Not knowing what burned was, I knew it wasn't good. I want to go home.

"We can't, baby."

"Dabby, ome makes woo no sad no more. Wets go." I started crawling toward the steps, expecting daddy to follow. Daddy doesn't allow me to crawl around upstairs, I could get hurt. He doesn't scoop me up like normal, just remains staring at me. I get all the way to the steps, before I stop and look behind me. "Dabby??" Now he comes over and scoops me into his arms tears are in daddy's eyes. 

"Baby, we have no home. The fire burnt it all up. We're going to stay here for now."

"Dabby, need baby." I wanted my dolly, but daddy pulled me into his arms.

"Yes, baby girl, I need you."

"No, dabby, need baby. Dabby goes ome. Get baby?" 

"Oh, is that the problem. I'm sure Azalea has dollies you can play with." He says as he's holding me close. 

"Dabby, no. Me dolly. Ome dabby!" 

"Baby girl, I told you. We have no home it burned."

I started rocking myself toward the door in daddy's arms. Burned must mean broke. Daddy fix everything. He makes me happy again. If a toy breaks, daddy fix it. "Yes, dabby ix tings. Ome dabby ix." Daddy sighed. He starts walking towards the door. I clap my hands. "OME!!" I giggle. Uncle Aspen steps out of the kitchen. Daddy detours toward him. "NOoooo!" I huff. I'll never get my baby at this rate.

"We're going to the land. I don't think she understands burned. She can see for herself and hopefully understand."

"You can if you want, but we can show her here." Daddy walks with Uncle Aspen into the kitchen.    I'm never getting my dolly. 

"Dabby, ome!!" I scream as he's placing me in my special chair. It's baby's time to eat. I can't eat yet.

"Hey, little girl, no screaming at your daddy. We're trying to teach you something. Now this is your house." I scrunch up my nose. Big girl later, or now. Hmm....

"Ome, now!" I scream again, right at Aspen, crying now. How dare he keep me from my baby. Daddy scooped me up, he marches toward the door. Quickly latching me inside my seat, he squealed off. Uhoh... "Dabby mad?" A silent glare. "Baby orry. No mean dabby mad. Me wan me baby." I struggle to get to daddy. If I crawl on daddy's lap, he won't be mad anymore. Tears are streaming down my face. I can't even see daddy now. We pull into our driveway. We stop. Where's our house? "Dabby, ome gone. Where go?" There was a big pile of black with orange tape around it. Yesterday, the orange was pretty. Today's orange yucky.

"That's what I've been saying, sweetie. Our home is gone, that's it. A bad man came and set fire to our home." Was that what was here? Fire! The fire was so pretty, I wonder. 

"Dabby, wes see gain. Pretty."

"Dear, let daddy finish. The fire did this to our home. We have no home, we live with Aspen and Azalea for now." I didn't think I could cry any more, but I was wrong. 

"Dabby, fire bad? It ouched ome. Dabby, baby hurted?" 

Daddy hesitated for a few moments. "I'm sorry, baby. Your dolly is gone." I hiccuped, trying to keep my tears down. Instead, I cried even more. My first dolly all gone. I knew I couldn't continue any more. I fell deep, "jhgv, tfdshg fckbjb jhgvxd hgfcycdrdxt." (Daddy, I want my dolly.) Daddy curled his arms around me, as my crying continued to increase. "Jghvkhhb, jhgvjjgvh, kjjn hggvkbjh." (Dolly, daddy, my dolly.) I kept reaching toward our home.

Slowly, I was slid to daddy's side. He maintained his grip around my shoulders as they were shaking. Daddy started the truck. Soon we were driving toward Dr. Lou's. We got out, daddy carrying me extremely close to his side. He cradled my head in his shoulder, hiding my tear stained eyes from anyone who could see. Daddy walked to the store door, knocked, entered and went straight to the toys. He picked up a doll. Pressing it into my chest, I resisted. It wasn't my baby. I pushed it away. It was the only one that was like my baby. Daddy walked to the cash machine, opening his wallet he pulled out every bill he had handing it to Lou. He walked away, holding the bag in one hand and me in his other. He settled me into my car seat, I was still crying. Daddy's shoulder was all wet, I reached for daddy, not wanting to be in my seat, out of daddy's arms. My door closed with me still reaching toward him. By the time he got in the drivers seat, I was once again blubbering. We drove straight to Aspen's home, now ours.

A bottle was again handed to daddy, he held me close, putting the nipple in my mouth. I hesitatingly drank. We went to the kitchen, daddy sat me in my special chair. My eyes were still wet. Milk still in my bottle, I reached for daddy. He laughed, placing me on his lap. I grabbed a piece of meat with my bare hands. Releasing a scream, crying harder, it was hot. Daddy blew on it, cooling the piece off. He then placed it between my lips. I munched slowly. Meat juice running down my face, daddy wiped it up quickly. I rubbed my eyes, I never got to sleep like I wanted earlier. Soon, my head had lolled to the side. 

Daddy, walked into our room, it looked so fuzzy. A crib had been placed inside it. Daddy opened his closet. "Daddy spent the last of our money getting you a new dolly. You get to wear my shirt to bed." He stripped me down. I was sitting there in just my diaper. Daddy just stared at me for a few moments, sighing he laid me down, removing and changing my diaper. Slipping his shirt over my head, he lifted me, kissing my head then laying me in the crib. Daddy started to leave, I bellowed my angst. Turning, daddy leaned over kissing my cheeks. "What's wrong, little one?"

I stretched my arms around daddy's neck. Crying. I couldn't be alone, the bad man may be after me. He already took my baby. Daddy took my curled arms from around his neck. He laid me down on the big bed. I rolled and rolled, I liked the big beds. Just before I fell off the edge, daddy picked me up. The bed was fun, I wanted it again, but it wasn't my baby. I reached for the big boy bed, daddy laid me back down as I was yawning. My eyes closed, hesitatingly, I felt daddy lift my arm putting something in it. Pulling it close, never opening my eyes, I yawned again, I popped my thumb into my mouth. Soon, I was seeing nothing but blackness. I couldn't go to sleep. NO!

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It was dark, really dark. Daddy wasn't holding me. I reached for daddy. Hitting bars, I felt a crib. Suddenly, orange was all around me. It was so hot. I needed out. Trying to crawl out of my crib, without touching the fire, was soon realized, impossible. What can I do? Fireman used water. How do I get water? I looked around, a hose was laying there. Daddy will be mad at me. I placed it back down. Realizing I had no other choice, I picked it up again. I pointed it to the flames. Sinister eyes were staring at me. A cackle came from a mouth. I screamed. Turning on the water I sprayed the face. The flames got bigger except where the man stood. I sprayed further, I couldn't go that way, the bad man would get me. As I turned, the man followed. How am I to escape? He kept getting closer and closer. I needed daddy. Why did daddy leave me? Am I to much work? I axed him. He said, no. Did daddy lie to me? I kept spraying, maybe I could stop him. Suddenly, I ran out of water. I was soaked, no water was coming from the hose. Looking up, I see....

My foot is still injured. I thought that I could walk, started, fell and reinjured the same ankle. My foot is all swollen again. My mind isn't as free flowing, from the pain, causing me to not write as much. 

My first cliffhanger...dahdummdadum.