15 Days (Bamon)

Day 12

I was still half asleep when I turned and wrapped my arms around Damon. He felt smaller for some reason and when I opened my eyes I found out why. Amelia was the one in my arms but I didn't mind I like to cuddle. Shortly after I heard Damon walk in and I couldn't see him but I had a feeling that he was smiling.

"Babe," Damon whispered.

"Huh?"

"You up?"

"Not really. Do I need to be?"

"I just want to warn you that Milly's has a record for peeing in bed so be careful."

"She won't piss on me, we have a girl bond."

I know the conversation continued a little after that but I can't remember what was said. So after all that we, as in Amelia and I, woke up and I was right she didn't piss on me (hallelujah).

"So what do you girls want to do today? I called out of work so there shouldn't be any distractions."

"How about you and Amelia have a father-daughter day I should go visit my mother anyway."

"You up for it Milly? A whole day with your pa?"

She smiled and nodded happily and I was glad that I decided to give them the day alone. Seeing how Amelia was hurt by her mother made me realize how blessed I was to not be abused. Even with all the drinking my mother never hit me and never let anyone hit me either. I realized that I should spend however long I can with her while she's still (barely) alive because I love her.

I took in a breath then I knocked on the door. I could tell that Miranda was surprised to see me by the shocked look that was on her face.

"Bonnie, come in."

It felt like the walk to my mothers room was a mile long but I made it. Miranda left us alone and I wasn't sure what the hell I was supposed to do. I saw a chair so I pulled it up and sat next to her.

"Mom?" I asked.

"Bonnie" she struggled with my name but I heard her just fine.

"It's me, mom, I came to see you."

"How have you been?"

"I've been good. I met a guy his name is Damon and he's really sweet and has a beautiful daughter named Amelia."

"What did I tell you about dating men with children?"

I laughed. "Nothing as far as I can remember."

"Really? Hmm, well don't do it."

"It's a little too late for that, mom."

"Well just don't get yourself hurt, men like that come with a lot of baggage and always put their child in front of you no matter what."

"I hope he does."

"Well that's good."

"How have you been?"

"Well besides my failing kidney," she chucked and so did I, "I've been pretty good."

We chatted for a while she told me stories about my childhood which some of them I remembered but some I didn't which I found nice. I could tell that she was growing tired so we said our goodbyes.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you too, mom."

By the time I arrived back at the room, Damon and Amelia were passed out on the couch. Damon had lipstick on his lips and glitter in his hair. The whole thing was hilarious and I snapped a picture of the whole thing and sent it to Damon. The vibration of his phone woke him up and a held in my laugh as he looked around confused and snapped a picture of that.