fivesos one shots

○love triangles○ pt 2 lh

8 years later

"Grammy! Wake up, wake up, wake UP!!" The now, 8 year old girl jumped enthusiastically on her grandmother's bed forgetting how old the woman was. A shriek escaped the gray-haired woman's lips as she felt her body bounce up then down. Her eyes flew open at the same moment as she shielded herself for any possible incoming impact.

"Oh God! Am I dying? Please not today!" the woman cried and a loud giggle escaped the little girl's lips as she stopped jumping and sat down on the empty spot next her grandmother.

"Oh Grammy! You're so funny." the little girl grinned as her grandmother slowly uncovered her eyes. A smile spread onto her lips the moment her eyes landed on her granddaughter.

"Happy birthday my little pumpkin." She gushed with affection and opened her arms while sitting up. The girl flew into them immediately and hugged her grandmother with equal the amount of affection.

"Can you please, please, please give me my letter now!!" she pleaded.

"Now Annie, you know your father won't let me. He always makes you open your presents first."

"But Grammy..." Annie pouted as she crossed her arms and fell backwards onto the mattress.

"An-nie!" A voice singsonged in the distance. Grammy and Annie both gasped as Annie giggled and ran to hide under the bed. It was the usual game she shared with her most favorite person in the world. "Annie?" she heard the male voice more near now as she tried to cover up her giggle. "Hm, well Ma I guess if Annie isn't here then I'll be opening her presents by myself! Oh how fun! Finally!"

"Oh shutup, Luke. You will do no such thing." Grammy scolded while Annie giggled. She bumped her head on the mattress above her and winced.

"Ouch." she whispered and rubbed her head messing up the pigtails her nanny had tied for her that early morning."

"Annieee," A grumpy Luke bent down and peeked under the bed. "How many times have I told you not to hide under there? You're very big now."

"Sorry, Papa." she slowly crawled out from under the bed as her father scooped her into his arms. With a proud smile he kissed her on the temple.

"Happy birthday, angel." he chuckled but winced as he quickly put her down. "An angel that Papa can no longer carry."

"Papa, can I pleasssse open my presents?" Annie batted her lashes expecting her father to give in at any moment. He adjusted his tie then placed a finger to his lips.

"Let me guess, you're going to send me off to work while you, Grammy and Nanny are going to open your gifts without me? Not fair." Luke crossed his arms with a fake pout and turned away. Annie frowned and grabbed her father's arm.

"Papa! Of course I'll open the presents with you. Just please let me open one?" Annie pleaded with fake teary eyes. This made Luke give in.

"Alright. Just one. But I don't want to see any messes!"

"Youuu betcha." Annie grinned then shot a wink at her smiling Grammy as she ran down the winding staircase. She couldn't wait to get her hands on the envelope, see what her mother had to say on this birthday.

She dove into the small pile of presents and moved them aside to look for a familiar envelope. A grin pulled at her lips when she spotted a white envelope with the number eight written largely on the front.

Every single birthday, Annie received a letter her mom had written for her telling her everything from the moment she was born, to everything about her mother, to everything about her father. Annie's mother had passed away the day she was born, Tina. Unfortunately Tina had chosen to give her baby a life instead of herself. Annie had never even heard mother's voice yet she seemed connected to her, as if her mother was there all her life. Of course, Annie had to reread the ones her mom had written for her first through sixth birthdays because she could not remember her Grammy reading it to her. All she knew was that the letters and the photo of her mom were all she had left, and everyday she dearly missed not having a mother of her own despite being raised by a loving father and grandmother.