Elizabeth Bails is the secret daughter of Charity Dingle. Elizabeth has always been a bright girl, she loved singing, dancing and acting but she holds a secret close to her, one that she never ever would tell anyone. Her dad never treated her right...
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Elizabeth's pov
That night after the party I took Aimee home, she hadn't stopped smiling. I had giving her a charm bracelet which she seemed to love. Aimee got changed into her pyjamas when we got home and we cuddled up on the sofa.
"I had fun today; thank you Mum" Aimee smiled as she had her head on my lap and I stroked her hair.
"You don't need to thank me Kiddo, your family and your important to me. I'm going to take care of you; I promise" I spoke softly to the young girl. I pushed a stand of hair behind her ear, I heard her breathing slow down as she fell asleep. It wasn't long after that she woke up crying.
"Shh, it's okay kiddo. Mummy's here. None is goingto hurt you" I said softly as I shook Aimee awake
"It was horrible Mum" Aimee cried and I rubbed her arm gently.
"It's alright; you can tell me about it" I whispered to my daughter who cried, I continued to rub her arm.
"It was more of a flashback. When mummy and Joshie, well when I saw them covered in blood, I thought my dad would have came for me" Aimee panicked and I wrapped my arms around her and wasn't planning on letting go.
"I'm not letting go; none is going to get you. I promise" I said softly as I stroked her hair, part of me wanted to be positive about it but part of me was sure something bad was going to happen, nothing ever goes right for me.
"What If he does come for me?" Aimee asked
"Then he won't be getting you; us dingles stitch together and you know what that means?" I paused watching Aimee from the corner of my eye.
"It means that he'd have to go through not only me but Gran, auntie Debbie, uncle Noah; belle, Aaron and everyone" I reassured the panicking ten year old
"Promise" she whispered, her voice shaking slightly.
"I promise kiddo; now let's get you to bed" I said softly as it was half ten at night.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" Aimee asked in a soft voice, she spoke as if she was a baby but she was; she was my baby.
"Of course" I said softly. Aimee got up and I soon did a afterward. I got Aimee into bed.
"I'm going to get changed; I'll be back" I said to the frightened ten year old, she nodded and I walked to the door; I turned away and blew her a kiss which she caught before I left her room, I walked down the hall and into my room where I got changed into my pyjamas and then headed back to Aimee's room.
"I'll hold you tight" I said softly as I climbed into my daughters bed and wrapped my arms around her; Aimee cuddled into my side while I sung her a soft song to help her fall asleep.
"I'll hold you tight" I thought to myself as Aimee fell asleep and soon after I did too.
