"What's wrong Renee?" My dad asks as he sets me down on the ground to walk to his wife.

"I-I think my water broke," she whispers just loud enough for me to hear.

Dad quickly and gently guides his wife outside to the police cruiser and rushes back for his keys and wallet in a haste, forgeting about me sitting on the living room floor.

It's sometime later, when it started getting dark, I was hungry. So being the smart two year child, I raided the pantry for food and got myself some crackers and a big bag of chips. With my arms full of food I waddled to the kitchen table and put the food on the chair, then I climbed onto the same chair and picked up the snacks again to put them on the table.

Standing on the chair, I opened the cracker package only for it to explode all over the place. Shrugging my shoulders, I eat whatever I could get from the scraps on the table. Once I finished that, I opened the chip bag that was red, and luckily it never exploded. Laying the chip bag on the table, I stuck my little arm in it and grabbed the closet chip I could.

Just as I placed the chip into my mouth the front door opens to reveal my dad and mother with a bundle in her arms, with no more swollen stomach.

"Dad! Mommy! Your back," I cheered putting the chip on the table so I could climb down the chair.

Dads' face looked shocked as his head turns to the kitchen seeing me coming off of the chair and away from the table that had the chips on it.

dad walks towards me with a guilty look on his face as he apologized to me, "I'm sorry sweetheart that I left you here alone for so long by yourself."

"It's fine daddy, I was just about to have a snack," I smile at him letting him know that I knew he was in a rush.

"How about we order some takeout tonight to celebrate your new sister," mother suggested as she kneels to the ground to show me the bundle in her arms.

In the bundle I seen a small cubby face with the eyes closed and mouth open, sleeping peacefully. I cue softly at the cubby face and gently crest the face so I wouldn't wake her, and in the corner of my eye I see mother and dad smile at me and cubby.

"Why is the face so cubby?" I ask looking at mother.

She smiles and gently rocks the cubby face before responding, "It's because your sister is a newborn, all the cute cubby cheeks will smoothen out like yours and she will grown taller and stronger as she grows too."

"Sister?!"

"Of course, and when your older we want you to protect her from boys and trouble, got that?" Dad speaks up from behind his wife.

"I'll be the best Big Sister the world has ever seen!" I exclaimed softly smiling at the two parents.

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It's been two months since Bella came home and mothers' stomach wasn't swollen, that everything changed.

Bella and I were put into bed a while before I heard the first yell. The second scream was a few seconds later, but a little quieter. The third was a low and deep quiet shout at whom ever to stop and talk it out.

It was quiet for a minute before footsteps were coming towards our room and the door swiftly opens.

I heard a whisper from mother first, "I'm taking the girls with me Charlie."

"Why Renee? Why are you wanting to go so bad and so soon?"

"Because I'm not like you Charlie, I don't sit around the T.V. and watch Football or Baseball. That's you, not me."

"We'll do what you want then, but please don't leave. The girls need a father, and no one can raise two children on their own."

"No Charlie."

"At least let me keep one, so that way you don't have to do double shifts just to get food on the table," dad pleaded.

It was quiet for a minute before a sigh was heard, "Fine, you can watch over Alex. Once Bella is old enough she can visit you whenever she wants."

Another sigh was heard before a reply came out, "Same for Alex, if she wants she can visit."

"We'll leave in the morning, and I'll sleep on the couch," mother says.

"No you sleep on the bed, you'll need it." Dad argues softly as they walk out of the room.