Broken Two - 2 (You Keep Popping Up!)

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Broken Two - 2 (You Keep Popping Up!)

Author's Note: Thanks to all those who keep reading the chapters. It does shock me how fast some fans seem to read them lol. Also thanks to those that are new fans and stay locked hopefully *fingers crossed*. Also keep commenting and voting to keep this going.! :) x

Broken Two (2) - What are you hiding?

*Khayla's Point Of View*

"I'm going now!" Trey shouted from somewhere in the house. That's all I heard as the house was silent with just Leah's shoes making a slight squeak sound every now and then.

Trey walked back into the room where I laid on the bed with Leah. He kissed me first and then picked up Leah to kiss her more causing that infamous smile on her face. I saw the way that Leah looked at her dad and reverse. The bond that had strengthened over the past year or so was unbreakable. Constantly reminding me of what I shared with my own dad and even my brother before Leah came alone.

Placing her safely back on the bed with her clearly wanting to stay in his arms, I said: "Bye babe - say hi to Leesa for me."

"Alright....Leah I have to go I'm sorry."

He was replying back to Leah after he picked up her communication.

Leah could say a few things but choose not too much instead relying on facial expressions so the one she flashed was the one where she was saying "Daddy, if you leaving me, you better have a good explanation?"

He left the room closing the door behind him leaving me and my thoughts locked in. Leah was crawling around on the bed but safely. When she was going to the edge, I would snap out of my thoughts and place her back in the center.

"Mu." Leah was looking directly at me with her big dark brown eyes. She was hungry, thirsty and wanting to be changed. Trey was better at knowing what she wanted whereas with me, it still took a while. Leah may be a mummy's girl but she loved her dad no matter what stupidity he committed. I would go as far to say Leah was his number one 'ride or die chick'. Riding or dying meaning together whether they rise or fall.

"Yes Leah, what do you want now?"

"Uice!" She said unsure. Translation = juice. Her voice was of course baby-ish. Yet it reminded me of Trey and the way he said certain things.

"Ok, let's go."

I didn't like Leah crawling on the floor as I can't guarantee it is completely safe for her so I picked her up everywhere. The only places she was aloud to crawl or walk was the living room, me and Trey's room and hers.

As soon as I stepped out of the bedroom door with Leah on my right hip, the buzzer started going off and Leah started to mimic it.

I practically ran to the door with Leah and picked up the receiver to see who was downstairs for me.

"Hello, who is it?"

Leah also copied what I said but of course in her own form.

"Delivery for Khayla Anderson."

"Come up then."

Leah was fidgeting around in my arms and complaining as she wanted to get down so I put her down finally to her and my relief. She was to the side which allowed me to open the door yet still watch her.

"Leah, stay here though."

She gave me the look of "Where else am I going to get too? China?!?"

The delivery mans heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs making Leah and I alike peer at the stairs to see what figure was coming up.

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