My little dolly

Patience

Dolly's pov:
I washed my face off of my tears, today was more emotional then I thought it would be. God if my mom didn't say all that sad stuff I would be so sAd. I dried my face off and walked back to momma Zamo who was making herself a coffee. It was the second or third hour and of course I started crying again.

"Dolly honey do you want one too?" She asked turning to me. I nodded smiling as I sat back in my chair.

"I don't know how your not crying with me momma Zamo" I laughed lightly. She rolled her eyes playfully handing me my coffee.

"Well I don't wanna cry again unless something really bad happens you know" she shrugged during next to me. I took a sip of my coffee and relaxed a bit.

"I see that, I guess you can handle your emotions better then me" she kissed my cheek pulling me close.

"You could say that, or maybe I cried all my tears out when u was a teenager" she laughed stirring her coffee. I lightly pushed her shoulder giggling.

"It feels so weird without mom right now...I hope things are going ok.." I sighed bringing my knees up to my chest. I couldn't help but just think about what will happen. It will be weird not seeing her even respond to me saying her name, let alone see the scars after it all.

"Do you think she'll be all weird and completely out of it like the people in the videos after anesthesia when she wakes up?" I giggled looking up at momma Zamo.

"Maybe, depends how long she'll be out for, cause stuff like this can leave people knocked out for weeks just so that don't feel the pain" she took a sip of coffee and I nodded.

"True, I just hope she gets better after this you know...it hurt me to see her so weak and almost lifeless..." I put my head on her shoulder stirring my coffee more.

"I know honey, but on the bright side this will make her better! She'll be back to her happy healthy self in no time" she kissed the top of my head as I relaxed a bit. I know momma Zamo doesn't sound like the person to really help you calm down, but on my opinion she really helps.

"Hour fiveeeee" I groaned moving in my chair again. Katya laughed getting up and stretching a bit.

"I would do a handstand here but I think that would be too weird for me" she laughed more.

"Cmon just do one! I would love to see you do one againnnn!" I giggled bouncing in my seat a bit. She sighed and got on her hands slowly lifting her legs in the air and stretching her legs out. I squealed more and lightly clapped. After a few seconds she got back on her feet.

"I love it when you do thatttt! It's so cool!" She giggled and sat back next to me ruffling up my hair.

"I know you can do one too, cmon you made me do it" I sighed and got up before doing the same. I stretched my legs out a bit more listening to a couple pops from my aching limbs. I got back on my feet again smiling proudly.

"See! That's my girl!" I smiled more and blushed softly. Soon a doctor came over to us and told us everything went well. Momma Zamo sighed in relief and held me close smiling.

"Ohhhhh thank the gods she's ok, oh my fuck I'm so happy" I giggled and hugged her tightly squealing.

"Mommas gonna be ok! She's gonna come home and be happy with us!" Momma Zamo picked me up and spun me around. She put me down and we waited outside of my moms room. We stood there for a long time and I started to get confused.

"Why are they taking so long...they said they would bring her in by now..." I looked at momma Zamo to see she looked very concerned.

"I don't know...hopefully everything's ok.." we waited for about a half an hour and that's when we started to get worried. The same doctor came to us with a grim look on his face.

With the next words he told us I couldn't take it all in. Tears started flowing creating a new river. My heart broke into a million pieces as I fell to my knees.

I want my mommy back.