It was almost ten and Camila wasn't back yet. I put Emily to sleep two hours ago. She wanted to see Camila before going to bed. It was already pitch black outside.
I sat on the couch watching tv. I couldn't sleep knowing my wife was still out at ten at night. I heard the door knob jiggle.
"Lauren, what are you doing up it's late you have work tomorrow."
"I couldn't sleep knowing you weren't home yet." Camila smiled and sat on my lap pecking my lips and I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"I'm here now. So sleep."
"What about you?"
"I haven't eaten anything. I'm starving." She got up and walked to the kitchen. I got up and walked in behind her. "What did you make?"
"Nothing We went out for pizza."
"Pizza? On a week day? Lauren." She sounded pissed.
"She wanted pizza." I defended.
"You cant keep putting those kind of examples. Soon she'll want pizza everyday"
"What about you? What kind of examples are you putting? Staying out till ten at night. She wanted to stay up to wait for you. She was sad knowing you paid more attention to that stupid lyric book of yours instead of her."
"I'm helping Dinah. She's your friend anyways."
"It doesn't feel like it. It feels like she's the only thing you worry about. What about your daughter?! Camila, you forgot to fuckin feed her!! She said you told her not to disturb you because of that stupid damn book!!"
"She likes you more anyways. She always has."
"Oh I wonder why? Oh maybe because I actually pay attention to her!!!You've never paid attention to her!!! Whenever she cried I was there!! JUST BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T HAVE YOUR BLOOD DOESN'T MEAN SHE'S NOT YOURS!!!" I yelled out. I was mad who is she to talk about putting examples.
"Mom" I heard Emily whisper from the door. I turned and she quickly ran into my arms. She looked like she wanted to cry. She stared at Camila. Camila looked like she wanted to cry as well. She put out her arms to take Emily.
Emily tightened her hold on my neck and hid her head in the crook of my neck.
"Come here Emily." Camila said softly still holding out her arms.
"I don't want to distrubin you." Emily said quietly. Camila let her arms fall to her sides she closed her eyes holding her tears and bowed her head.
I walked to Emily's room and laid her down. "Got sleep baby" I sniffed. I was almost letting out my tears.
"Mom? Can you play my the guitar again." Emily innocently asked. "and can you sleep with me?" I nodded and smiled at her. I took out Camila's guitar from the closet. We kept it there knowing Emily liked it when we played it for her to sleep. I sat against her head board playing the guitar softly.
This reminded me of that one night I played the guitar for Emily when she was a baby. Camila held her as I played for her to sleep. Emily quickly feel asleep. I stopped playing and looked down at the guitar. It had unicorn stickers that Emily sticked on herself. I looked behind the neck of the guitar and saw the initials Camila and I sent out to get engraved C+L. I ran my finger over it remembering the old days, we weren't married but we sure were a happy family.
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A/N: I'm an emotional wreck.
