My younger brother[completed]

Daughter talk

Ross
I reach our room and knock on the door.
"Layla? Can I come in?" I ask quietly.
"Uhh. Umm yeah just give me a second." She says really nervous and hyped up.
"Layla open the door now or I will." I say sternly.
"Hold on!" She says but I open the door anyway. I look at her and see her trying to cover her arm. I walk over to her and take her arm in my hand. I exam it. It's not that bad. I look up at her with sad eyes. I tried to cover the disappointed feeling.
"Layla. Why would you do this?"
"I-I don't k-know." She stutters sobbing.
"That's what I came up here to talk to you about. Lets get you cleaned up and then we'll talk." I say and carry her into the bathroom. I wipe her cuts off and bandage them up. I lightly kiss the bandages.
"Why do you wanna talk about this?" She asks confused a bit.
"Layla I'm gonna tell you a story. This story might not make you feel any better and yet it might. I don't really know." I start. "A few years ago me and your father got into a fight. I was always zoned out not paying attention to what I was doing. I was to busy caught up likely your father but he didn't like me back. I never had a chance with him. Well one day I dropped my plate twice because I was zoned out. Everybody started yelling at me and I was sent to my room. When I got there I was In hysterics. I cried for a while then I did what I wasn't suppose to do. I took a razor and sliced my wrist." I explain looking down at my hands. "I shouldn't have done that. It didn't get me anywhere in life. It just left scars on my wrists. Sure it did ease the pain at first but it didn't improve anything. I still hurt just as much as I did." I say looking into Layla's eyes. "I still have the scars Layla." I say and hesitantly turn my arms over. "See. Now when I cut myself everyone else was mad at me for always being zoned out. When you cut yourself I want you to come talk to me. I'll help you baby girl. We'll talk through it and then something will come up and make us smile." I say and chuckle.
"I'll try to dad. It's better said than done."
"And I understand that. But you come to me whenever you have the urge to cut yourself. Understand me?" I say sternly.
"Yes."
"Okay good. Now I gotta go talk to Riker." I say and kiss her cheek.
"Okay." She says and wraps he arms around my neck. I wrap my around we also. "I love you daddy."
"I love you to princess. So much." I say and head out the door.
I reach the kitchen and find Riker siting at the table drink a cup of tea.
"What day are we gonna do all of this?" I ask sitting next to him taking a sip of my tea.
"I don't know. Who's going to do it?"
"I don't know. It doesn't really matter to me."
"Okay. I don't care either."
"Riker that doesn't help anything."
"Let's flip a coin." He suggests.
"Okay. Heads you do it. Tales I do it."
"Alright you're positive you're okay with all of this. Everything."
"Yeah I'm positive."
"Okay. Here it goes." He says and tosses the coin into the air.
It lands on.....

Tales.

"I guess yore doing it."
"Guess so. Are you okay with it though?"
"Yes Riker I'm fine! Me and Layla will go out for a night. We can go to a water park then we will go camping. Or something for a night." I explain.
"Okay. I'll call Linsey and tell her. Book a cabin at the campground for Thursday." He explains and stands.
"Okay. I'll do that now." I say and get to work on it.

I finish booking the camp site and I have already talk to Layla about it all. She seems okay will it. She's never been to one so she's a bit skeptical about it. Which I can understand.
Thursday is in 3 days. 3 days and my almost husband is gonna be having sex with someone else....

Hope you liked the chapter! A bit longer than usual.
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