Find Me

Ch. 39

Demi's pov

The morning was started off by Brooke and Caleb crying and Wilmer and I changing diapers, feeding them a bottle, burping them, changing their clothes, and getting them back asleep. By the time we manage to finish all of those tasks, it's 9 am, the time Alexia should be awake by.

"Should we wake Alexia up or let her sleep?" I ask as we quietly walk out of the nursery.

"Well, if we let her sleep we have time to ourselves." He winks.

I playfully slap his arm causing him to chuckle before wrapping his arms around my waist. I lean my head against his chest and look up at him to see him peering down at me, "Yes Valderrama?"

He kisses my neck, "I love you."

"I love you too, now no hickeys. Our daughter is fourteen, not oblivious, and will notice." I warn.

"When have I ever given you a hickey Lovato?"

"You really want to be reminded?" I question.

"I don't remember ever giving you one Lovato."

"Second date? Date night at your house? My mom called to interrupt our first time to tell me Mads was in the hospital? I showed up with a hickey and she was angry at you for months afterwards?" I say.

"Mmm I don't recall, maybe remind me where it was?" He teases.

I roll my eyes, "You know."

I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck and stare into his eyes for a few moments before giving him a quick peck on the lips. The same sparks I felt 14 years ago are felt again.

Alexia's pov

I usually hate when my parents are all lovey Dovey because it kinda gross to watch. However for once, I don't mind it. It makes me feel like they are really back together because they love one another, not just because of Brooklyn and I. It's something I've been questioning since they told me they got back together last night.

They didn't look at one another the way they are now in the hospital and it almost seemed like theft was still tension, I don't know, maybe I misread the emotions. Or maybe they acted like that so I wouldn't suspect anything, they are actors after all. Either way, I did think the only reason they were together is because of Brooklyn and I. However seeing them the way they are now does give me hope they'll go back to being married and everything will go back to normal.

I didn't like my parents being divorced, that I remember clearly even with all this memory loss stuff. I was mad at both of them for making that decision and without me and making my life hard. It's not exactly easy to adjust to having two parents to just one. So the sooner they get married, the better I'll feel. Because this "dating" thing doesn't really make me feel all that much better. Of course I'm happy to have both my parents living together, but dating just makes me feel like the relationship will end. Until they are married, I don't think I'll feel content.

Through the crack of my door I watch my mom give my dad a quick kiss and in return he presses his forehead against hers as they whisper something I can't hear.

What I do know is a few seconds they walk to my bedroom door and I decide to fake sleep. I don't want them to know I saw the moment they just had. If they did, they'd be sure to have them when I'm not around because they wouldn't want me to see. However if I don't see them I won't know if they are happy together or not.

The sound of my door opening is heard and I feel my bed dip before I'm gently shaken awake, "Wake up Alexa." I hear my mom say softly.

I open my eyes slowly and see my mom at the end of my bed and my dad sitting on the floor beside me, "Hmm?"