A/n: Next chapter, as promised :D. This one's a bit longer. Now that bits out of the way, I can introduce Ellie in. Reviews would be appreciated. Thankyou for reading, Love Laura. x
My Daddy is the greatest man alive. He is kind and strong and he helps me with stuff. I love him a lot. Since I don't have my mom around anymore, my daddy is there for me. He changed his job so he could be with me, as he didn't want to hire a nanny because he wouldn't know me properly. He wanted to see me all the time, not just twice a year. My Daddy always plays games with me, we have fun. Recently, since the accident, my daddy doesn't want to play much. He sits on his own a lot, looking at pictures of my mom. He really loved my mom, but she had to leave. He doesn't want to go talk to her at the cemetery because he feels stupid talking to a gravestone. He still buys flowers for me to put there though. He protects me from bad stuff too, once Grandad came over at Christmas and he was in a bad way; he drank all the time and was always wasted. Daddy didn't want me to see him like that, so he kicked him out. I haven't see granddad since. When I asked about him dad said when my granddad is clean enough, he will let him see me. I liked my granddad, but I love how my dad won't let anything bad happen to me.
Saturday 21st August.
I saw the accident on the news. It is sort of strange because it happened so long ago. It was just over a month ago, but it feels like forever. Daddy told them not to broadcast it until now because I was in a bad way right after it happened. He didn't want me to be reminded of it, and see pictures of the car. The car was pretty messed. I feel kinda guilty about the accident. My mom kept telling me to hurry but I had to tie my hair back. That is why we were late; because I couldn't find a bobble. If I hadn't tied my hair up, we would have been on time, mommy wouldn't have jumped the light, and she would still be alive. It's not fair. I wish I could turn back time.
Sunday 22nd August.
Got a call off Lucas today. The boy who helped me and Brooke. He wanted to see how I was doing. I thought it was quite strange but kind at the same time. For some reason I found myself telling him everything. How I felt. What exactly happened that day. How I went to the cemetery with Brooke. How my daddy was so sad. I was telling this guy everything and I had only met him once. He said he wanted to visit us at the hospital, me and Brooke, but his mom wouldn't let him. She said we needed time to get ourselves together. He had nagged his mom to let him call and she wouldn't let him until today. He asked how I was at the funeral. I told him how I was messed up, and I cried all the way through that and the wake, whilst Brooke hugged me. My dad was still too sad himself. If he saw me crying, he would cry, and he wanted people to think he was being strong, for me. I don't mind that he is so sad. I am sad too. We are sad together. Lucas said if I ever needed to talk I could go to his mom's cafe. He told me it is called Karen's cafe, and he gave me the address. I thanked him about a hundred times, for helping us. I don't know if I will go and talk to him, but it might help. Because he won't judge me. Because he doesn't know me.
Monday 23rd August.
I was feeling real down today. Daddy let me have the day off school. He said we could do whatever I wanted, his treat. He wanted to cheer me up. I love him so much. I said I wanted to make a memory box, filled with things that reminded me of my Momma, so I would never forget her. He said ok, and we got to work. First off we got pictures of her, and her old teddy. We got her favourite Pj's, which still smelt like her. Everything still smelt of her, because Daddy doesn't sleep in their room. He sleeps on the couch. Their room upsets him too much; he can't face throwing her things out. Neither can I. That is why I want things to keep, so we still have a part of her living in the house with us. We filled the box with lots of things, then daddy suggested I write a letter to her and put it in there with her things, explaining why we did it.
'To Momma,
I miss you so much. Not a day goes by where I don't think of you. Daddy and I are both really sad but we help each other get through each day. Brooke is being amazing. The other kids are turning away from me; afraid they will say something that upsets me and get into trouble. Brooke has stayed by me since it happened. She was with me then, and is with me now. We both cry together sometimes. She loved you like a mom. You loved her more than her own mom ever did. I don't know if you can hear us, but we visit your grave regularly. We bring you flowers and talk to you. The boy who helped me and brooke at the accident, Lucas, called to see how I was. He told me where his mom's cafe is and that I can go round to talk. I was upset today, so daddy let me stay off school. I hope you don't mind. We made a memory box. It is full of things that remind me of you. So I never forget you. I love you so much mommy, I want you to know that even though you're not here in person, you are still here in my heart. You are with me every single day. I hope I will see you again one day, but until then,Goodbye.
I love you so much,
Peyton.'
I sealed the box and put it safe in my wardrobe. Just as I finished Brooke called round. She was worried about me, as I wasn't in school. I told her everything I had done. I told her about the letter and how dad put on a brave face but I could tell he was dying inside. Brooke said, "You are so lucky to have the parents you do. My mom hates me and my dad's not around. Even when your dad worked away he called every night. I haven't heard from my dad in 8 months. I wish I had your parents. Your dad is amazing, he will always be your daddy, and he will always protect you. Always."