Ari's Little Voice

Bonding Time?

Layla POV

I hate leaving her alone with someone she isn't comfortable with but it makes me feel much better than leaving her home alone like i do all year. Ari is actually very sweet and outgoing, she just needs to talk. and sometimes it's frustrating. but I always try to take good care of her and let her know I am here for her. i hope my brother will do the same.

Marco POV

After my sister and mother leave, it's just us, me and Aria. i decide to put on some morning cartoons for her while i clean up the kitchen. to my surprise, she runs and jumps on the couch, completely engrossed in the television show, tom and jerry. i sit staring at her gorgeous brown hair flowing over her shoulders, thinking of knowing her. just then I drop a pan out of my hands as im washing it and it shatters to the ground. before i can even try to pick it up i hear crying. when i look up, i see it is in fact her. leaving from the mess in the kitchen, i go and sit next to her on the couch, and pull her into a hug
"it's alright little baby, i got you. don't cry, okay? i got you" she nuzzles my chest and i feel her relax into me. she's so tiny i wrap both arms around her and give a little squeeze. if i think about it, her cry is the first real sound i've heard out of her, besides a small giggle this morning.
"can i ask a question, Ari?" she nods.
"are you ever going to speak? even if your life depended on it?" i'm just curious.
she waits for a moment or two, then nods her head yes. i'm surprised for some reason.
"can you talk to me, use your big girl words?"
she shivers a little when i say this, wonder why?

Aria POV

this man is really trying to get me to speak. he even told me to use my big girl words which made me feel funny because he talks to me like i'm a baby. does he know? we're the toys in the store a dead give away? i don know. but the things he's saying make me want to speak. he talking about what if i meet someone i always wanted to meet, or what if someone is being hurt and i don't/can't say anything, or even if someone is hurting me and i don't call for help. all this thinking is making me sleepy. i look at him with droopy eyes, hoping he'd get the point and take me home to my bed. but he only takes me to his bed and lets me sleep, good enough.

short chapter! sowy