"I would say 'crap' is about right, Rosie," Christian piped in, breaking the silence. I resisted the urge to throw something at him, and instead rolled my eyes.

"Can you explain to me what you're doing here?" Dimitri's voice was harsh, I cringed a bit, and said the first thing that came to my mind.

"Discussing whether Adrian is gay or not."

Amusement crossed Dimitri's features, Christian chortled, and Ivan coughed trying to hide his laugh. Adrian rolled his eyes but said nothing.

"I'm serious-" Sandra chose that moment to cry, and as if for the first time, he realized his daughter was in the same room. He walked towards her and I followed his every move, he bent down and stared at her. She was wiggling, crying out, probably out of hunger. His hand was shaking as he raised it and ran it over her smooth hair. "Shh, daddy's here."

His voice seemed to calm her down, since she stopped crying. She looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. A voice she'd heard before.

Flashback:

"Hey, there," his voice was soft as velvet. I felt him rub my stomach, gently, afraid to break me. I kept my eyes shut, not wanting to give myself away. I was suppose to be asleep from the pain medication after a therapy session with Ivan.

"We just found out you're a girl, I'm pretty excited. I'm sure your mother is too, despite all the pain you've brought her." He stopped, the bed shifted after a few seconds. "You'll be really spoiled, and I'm glad you're girl. That way you'll look more like your mother, hopefully. I want to see you already babygirl, you're the only good thing in my life right now," his voice soft and quiet.

I felt his hand go on top of my stomach, she kicked, for the first time he felt it. I felt and heard him take in a breath, shocked. He chuckled and kept speaking to her, "Yeah I want you to come out already, too."

He started humming, lulling me to sleep. Sandra moved inside me, probably getting herself ready to sleep too.

He pressed his lips to my stomach, almost making me gasp. The bed sunk as he got up.

"I love you."

I wasn't suppose to hear that, but I had. It'd made me feel hurt, and in a strange way... good. Good to have someone else care.

Wet drops fell to my lap.

I hated admitting this, but for the first time in years;...

...I felt some real emotion.

And it scared the fuck out of me.

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:O Oh man, what's next! Actually I don't know either xD

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