daddy - j.m

chapter 32 - crooky

Madison Lowe McCann.
(otp af above am i right)

With his hand securely sneaking around my waist, I felt warmth spreading across my body again. I softly put my hand on top of his and he grabbed it, affectionally carressing my hand. His crooky fingers moved from my wrist all the way out to my fingers, not missing to spin my big ring in the process. "Go to sleep baby girl." He murmured. "I know you're tired."

I was tired, really tired. I was already zoning out and I was finally at peace, with him by my side again. "Love you." I mumbled quietly. He hugged my body a bit harder as if the comment really meant a lot to him. "I love you more."

During my hours asleep, I witnessed a bunch of amazing things. I dreamt about the heaven I'd like to go to even though hell was probably keeping my seat warm. Heaven seemed something like a normal life but some things were a little twisted because, well, it was a dream.

I was there with all my family and everyone in Jason's family. Jason met his parents, I met my his parents, and my own. Everyone met everyone they had missed out on because of sudden deaths from every direction. It was such a nice feeling as long as I was sleeping and seeing this all so clear in front of my eyes. Especially how Jason's mother praised me for everything. Alyssa and her grandparents. Everything was beautiful and it felt somewhat easy and natural for once.

I could clearly see the message of this dream. It clicked. This is how we all felt. I knew Blossom still thought of our mom and that she was angry. I also knew that lately, Jason had had special interest in exactly that, his mother. Maybe seeing me with Alyssa was hard for him? He might have felt scared to raise a kid when he was barely raised himself? I let this dream carry my thoughts and spectaculations far, far away,

"Mommy." I stirred a bit in Jason's arms which lead to him almost waking up. "Daddy." As my back became really cold I assumed that he sat up and had pulled the cover with him, leaving fifty percent of my body warm and one icy cold.
"Nightmare?" He softly whispered and I figured that Alyssa had gone to our bedroom.

"I think Blossom is crying." She whispered which made Jason shake me lightly. "What? Right now?"

Jason let Alyssa sneak inside the bed and they cuddled up, probably falling right back to sleep again. I was anything but tired. My little sister was crying in the middle of the night. Knowing her, something had to be really wrong.

Hearing those tough breaths created cracks in my heart. She could barely breathe from crying so hard. I stepped inside and carefully went up to her bed. I spotted her diary and figured she had gone onto a sensitive subject. This had happened before. She was a professional bottler only to explode sooner or later.

"Babe." I groaned, which made her groan right back at me. She got more emotional knowing that someone was with her and felt pity. "Don't look at me like I'm a freak."

"I'm not. I'm just looking at you the same way any kind of big sis would if her baby sister was hurting this much." Blossom took a deep breath and signaled for me to scoot onto her bed. I didn't even have to ask about the source of her sadness because she leaned into my chest and began to cry again. "I start school tomorrow and she s-should me there with me."

"You know she's always with you. Visible or not." Her hair kept getting stuck to her face from the sticky mess of her tears so I stroked it back. "I want her to be here. Visible at all times. I don't want her to be dead."

"I don't want her to be dead either, babe. We couldn't do anything about what happened. I'll go with you tomorrow. Remember that we'll have to pretend that I'm your mom tomorrow. Jason had the plan with school boarder so don't blow our cover. I'm your mom. I got your back."

"You'll get to be my mom but only for tomorrow. Jason's still not my dad cause he's an ass."

"He's not." I giggled. "Goodnight my dear. I'll go see your father now."

"Shh."

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Jason was still awake when I came back. "What was she crying about?"

"She wants mom to be here for tomorrow."

"I don't know what to say." He sighed. "She keeps getting upset about this. Like, I get that it's her mother and all but-"

"She is 13 years old, Jason. Don't you think she has the right to be upset?"

"Yeah, yeah. She was five when she passed, she barely knew her mother like you did. Of course she has all the right to be upset." I could sense something else but the sarcasm in his voice and layed down. "Are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" He scoffed. "Why would I be jealous?"

"You didn't know your mother either. She however, is only 13 so she is allowed to cry."

"I'm allowed to cry as well. I knew my mom. I know her. Stop."

"It's healthy to cry sometimes. Cry." I giggled, something he didn't think was funny. "I don't wanna cry about my mom. She wouldn't want that."

"Okay, okay. Just because you're a dad now doesn't mean you can't have emotions for other people but your child. Alive or not, there are other people in your life."

"I know. You're my wife, don't ever think you're not on my mind. Blossom as well, I've adored her since she was 2 years old. Alyssa is just..."

"I know and I feel the same way. Don't get too lost with it, okay?"

He bent forward, making Alyssa's head tilt a bit. "Kiss." I kissed him and as he leaned down to lay on his pillows again, I followed. "To think that we have this family is really crazy." He mumled dreamingly. "What's crazy? The family or the feeling?"

"Both." He answered and looked down at Alyssa. "She looks so much like Blossom. Your family must have strong genes."

"True. Good thing you're not the complete opposite of me. We both have brown eyes and brown hair. She could have gotten those from anyone."

"Who are you kidding? I don't have this kind of hair. It's beautiful though, she is so beautiful."

"She is so beautiful for being only 7 years old, isn't she?" Jason nodded. "She's cute and all fun and games as long as she's alseep or tired. She is 80 percent sass and attitude."

"See! She has some of your genes as well!" I quietly cheered. "Oh shush."

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// big thanks to diamond for all the help with american things 😋💖 //