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Sophi's POV
" Mommy? Mommy?" I snapped my head from the ring I was examining, the ring...Iggy gave me, and stared at my bed-headed, one and a half year old daughter, Kelly, as she rubbed her eyes sleepily, even though she won't see with them at all.
" Why cry?" She asked, still not able to create full sentences. Or comprehendable sentences for that matter. I let go of the ring and ran to hug her, quickly kneeling at the last second and wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. I felt her stay impassive, but then her little, slightly chubby arms came around my neck and she hugged me tight, stroking my pale locks. I cried into her chest, feeling ridiculous for crying into my one and a half year old's shoulder. Technically, she's supposed to be crying on my shoulder. How ironic.
" Wha-s wrong?" She asked, incapable of saying her Ts, patting the back of my head with her little hand. I laughed and sniffled, pulling away from her as I wiped my eyes. She smiled a toothy one and sat on her butt, with a funny Chhh! noise. I laughed and nudged closer to her, and lifted her onto my lap. She giggled and started pulling at my hair, while sometimes putting it on her head, and acting as if it were her hair. I would laugh and giggle with her, as we just sat there. Mother and Daughter...and not...Father and Daughter...
" Mommy?" I looked back down at her, after just staring at the balcony, thinking.
" Yeah, honey?" I asked, trying to untangle her bed-head with my fingers.
" Where's my daddy?" She asked the terrifying question, as she turned to blankly stare at me, through lit-up eyes. I bit my lip and looked down, letting go of her hair. I felt her tug at a strand.
" Mommy?" I looked back up and stared at her, on the verge of tears.
3rd Person POV
" Guys? All ready to go?" Max asked, over the plane's loud whirring. She looked and found Angel, Nudge, and The Gasman, smiling hugely at her. I'll take that as a yes, she thought. She looked down next to her, and found Fang reading through a book called The Dangerous Days of Daniel X by, you guessed it, James Patterson. She rolled her eyes and scanned the rest of the aircraft's seatings for Iggy.
" Iggy?!" She asked, or yelled. She started running through the aisle, until she saw a dark-green bookbag in the seat right next to the aisle. She followed the bookbag, to the boy...or man, leaning agaisnt the window, as if he were looking out it.
" Iggy?" She asked, then she noticed the gray headphones in his ears, probably blasting music all the way. She sighed and tapped his hand, hoping he would stop grieving and listen to her. Thankfully, he turned around, as she gasped. Was he crying? She asked herself. His fair cheeks were tear-stained, as his sightless eyes were red and puffy. She looked down at the iPod and saw the song's title. So Sick? She asked herself again.
Four Years Later, 2014, East L.A.
Sophi's POV
" Kelly?! Kelly?!" My voice echoed, as I ran through the dark hallway, trying to escape the S.W.A.T. team chaising me. I reached a vault-like door and yanked it open, gasping at the scene inside.
My baby, my only daughter, Kelly, was cut open. Bleeding to death. On an examination table.
" No!" I screamed, rushing over to her, laying my hands over her forehead, passing them along her hair.
" Kelly! No!" I screamed out, accidentally placing my hand over her bare heart. I felt a warm liquid over my palm and turned to look at it, through glassy eyes.
" Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" I screamed, backing away from my daughter's corpse and trying to get her blood off my hands, wiping them on my scrubs.
" It's over." I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up and found Iggy, morphing out of the wall and standing next to Kelly's body. I backed away even more, hitting the wall.
" Iggy?" I asked, stunned to meet my dead love. He smiled at me and reached out with a bloody, gloved hand. I reached out myself, without wanting to.
" No, no, no!" I screamed, still floating through the air, my hand out for his.
" We're through." He said, and in that second, he whipped out a gun, pointing it towards my forehead and frowned sternly.
BOOM!
" Sophi?! Sophi?!" My eyes snapped open to the his voice. I looked around and realized I was pinned down on my pillow, still terrified for my life, fresh from the dream. I looked up into the stranger's eyes. Then, I instantly recognized him. My fiancée.
" Keez?!" I asked meekly. He examined my face, before I threw my arms around his neck, sighing in relief that that was only a dream. His strong arms came around my waist, his hands flat agaisnt my back, pulling me closer.
" Sophi, are you okay?" He asked, stroking my hair. I shook my head slowly and sadly, biting my out-stretched lip, tears streaming down my cheeks.
" What happened?" He asked, pulling away, his face full of concern. I looked down and shook my head, not wanting to worry him too much. I sniffled and wiped my eyes.
" Are you sure?" He asked, still holding my shoulders, and staring in worry. I sniffled again and loked up at him, smiling. He smiled back and wrapped his arms one more around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder.
" I'm gonna go take a shower, okay?" He asked, pulling away and looking into my eyes with question. I nodded and smiled at him. He smiled back and pecked my lips, before letting go of my shoulders and climbing out of the bed, on his way to the bathroom.
" You sure you're gonna be okay?" He asked, looking into the closet for a towel. I smiled and nodded. He smiled back and walked back towards me, locking his mouth with mine. I reached up and cupped his cheek, pulling him more into me. I heard the towel fall and his strong, tan arms wrapped around my petite waist, pulling me more into him.
" Mommy?" I let go of Keez's mouth and glanced at the tall, five year old in the doorway. I gasped and pulled away from Keez, rushing toward's my daughter, passing my hand from her forehead, across her cheekbone, to her chin, and hugging her form.
" Oh, you're alright!" I gasped, crying lightly into her neck. I laughed and pulled away from her wiping my eyes. I told her to run along to her room, that I'll be there in a few minutes. She smiled ad threw her skinny little arms around my neck. I hugged her back and she pulled away, then ran towards Keez and hugged his leg.
" Hi, Daddy." She said cheerfully. Even though she knew he wasn't her real father, she still thought of him like that. He smiled and leaned down, hugging her right back.
" Mornin', sweetie." He greeted, acting as if he really were her father. She giggled and let go, before running out of the room in her green footsies. Keez smiled after her and turned to me, still smiling. I smiled back at him, and pecked his lips, before he left the room and went to the bathroom.
As I walked through the hallway, I kept wondering how Keez's old friends were like. I had already met his old gang members, and they were pretty nice. But I didn't know about his 'other' old friends. He didn't even tell me their names, he just said three of his old friends were coming over for a few weeks to congratulate him on getting married. He also said they were coming wth their dates/wives.
I guess I'll just have to figure out on my own.
" Hey, sweetie." I said playfully, as I entered Kelly's bedroom. The walls were a fern green, with little sketches made by Kelly. She was pretty mature for a five year old. Dramatic sketches, tall for her age, cares more about important things instead of cartoons, which worries me, but she always tells me it's in her nature, another mature thing about her.
" Hey, Mom." She said, sketching another feather, that laid on the carpeted floor next to the paper.
" That's beautiful, Kelly." I said, not lying like most parents would, Like I said befre, she's a pretty good sketcher.
" Thanks," she said, still sketching. I looked around and realized her room was neat. Just last night, it was as if a mob had ran through, papers, feathers, clothes, and toys were all dumped on the ground carelessly.
" Kelly," I said, in a warning tone. She turned away from the paper and faced me, giving me what she liked to call 'Bambi Eyes.'
" Yes?" She asked, still using her weapon. I kept my face stern so as not to fall for that.
" Did you use your telekinesis to clean your room?" I asked, placing my hands on my hips, still looking at her sternly. She frowned and turned to the floor.
" Yes," she said sadly, and faced me again, looking cuter than before. I bit my lip and deciphered whether to punish her or not. No Punishing: She'd probably start walking all over me later in life. Punishing: But then again, she might start hating me for just punishing her. Eh, I'll just do what's right.
" Kelly, honey, you cannot keep doing that. If you don't clean your room yourself, you won't learn anything, soon enough, you're gonna do other things like that and you won't be prepared for life." I said. She stopped making her 'Bambi Eyes,' and nodded. I smiled and held out my arms in an offer to hug her. She reached out and tried to hug me, but then I started tickling her tummy. She squealed and doubled over in laughter.
" Mom, please st-s-stop!" She managed to scream in between laughs. I laughed myself and kept on.
" Hey, why am I missing out on all the fun?" I quickly turned to the voice and smiled, still tickling Kelly. Keez was standing there all dressed up. Dark Blue dress shirt with black, slack pants. He laughed and lunged towards me, already tickling my own tummy, causing me to giggle uncontrollably. I still heard Kelly laughing and took a peek. Keez was using one to tickle me, and the other to tickle Kelly.
We lied there laughing our heads.
The perfect family.
The perfect, annoying, family. Great news, guys...I was able to transfer all the music from my iPod back to my PC! Yay! Some tracks are still not on, but I'm gonna see if I can fix that, right now. Sorry it's takin' me days to upload new chapters, I'm just startin' to get ready for school. So yeah. I'll probably post, like, three chapters every month, 'til the next Summer. Sorry.
--BS