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.
"Well someone looks like a fairy princess." I teased.
"What?"
"Check your phone."
I watched as he opened my message.
"Ugh, Milly."
I laughed and covered my mouth not wanting to wake her up. Damon rose from the couch and I immediately headed back to the room because I knew what he was up to. I tried to close the door but Damon was too strong and pushed it back open, he grabbed me in his arms and kissed me. I was pulling my head away from his not wanting to get lipstick all over my face, but my efforts were basically pointless.
"I'm going to kill you."
"I like to see you try, babe." He kissed me again and this time I actually kissed him back.
"Mmm, miss me?" Damon said a bit too smugly.
"No, I just always wanted to know what it felt like to kiss a man in lipstick."
"Ouch,"
I chuckled and tried to move out of Damon's hold but he wouldn't let me.
"Is there I problem?"
"It's not a problem I just love you that's all."
I smiled. "I love you too."
"God it feel so good to hear you say that."
"Daddy?" Damon turned his head and I looked down to see Amelia all covered on glitter herself.
I noticed that she was still in the clothes that she was in the previous day but I guess a change of clothes wasn't on their minds if they never left the room.
"I think someone needs a wash-up, huh?" Damon grabbed Amelia and walked her back in the room.
I hesitated at first but I followed him back in her room.
"Need any help?" Was my excuse.
"Hands up," Damon said to Amelia, "yeah, could you—Milly what happened to you?"
Amelia looks up at me and I nod slightly telling her that it was okay.
"Mommy hit me."
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry."
After removing the rest of her clothes Damon expected her body for any other bruises and found some on her back. I wanted to cry for the little girl but I couldn't allow myself to break down like that.
"Bon, could you call the hospital?"
"Yeah," I went back to call and luckily they said that they could see her later in the day.
I go back to tell Damon and he still decided to wash her up before we left. The ride there I could tell that Damon was fuming inside and I didn't blame him. I'm pissed too and it's not even my child. We arrived in about twenty minutes and even though I offered to stay in the waiting room, Damon asked me to go back with them. I held Damon's hand throughout the appointment to try and calm him down some but I'm not sure if that helped any.
"Well your daughter seems to be fine, nothing's broken or fractured and the bruises should start to fade as the weeks pass."
"Thank you so much." Damon lets out a breath.
"Do you mind if I talk to you privately, Mr. Salvatore?"
Damon follows the doctor out in the hall and even though I wanted to snoop and see what was being said I decided to attend Amelia.
"How are you doing?"
"I'm fine. I just don't want daddy mad at mommy." She looked down.
"I don't think he's mad, I think he's just disappointed." I lied but I did it for a good reason.
Damon and the doctor returned into the room after that and when they shook hands I took that as our cue that we were leaving. I grab Amelia's hand but hand it to Damon's as we walk out the door.
"Milly, what would you like to eat? Anything you want, I can get it for you." Damon said once we were in the car.
"Chicken nuggets!"
I smiled at that. The girl could get anything she wanted and she picked chicken nuggets…I would've went for lobster.
"You got it." Damon said through a smile while he looked through the rear view mirror.
We stopped at Chick-fil-A for dinner and let's be honest they have the best chicken nuggets out there. When we got back to the hotel, Damon gets Amelia ready for bed and I get ready for bed myself. It's then that I decide that I was going to tell Damon about my mother. I got on him from keeping such a big secret away from me that I'm practically doing the same thing.
However you sign a journal,
B.
