A/N: HAPPY NOT FRIDAY! Yes that's right, its not friday BUT there's a new chapter right there! Why? Well, last week I was thinking, why should I keep people waiting for only one sort of short chapter a week? Why couldn't I give them another one? Thats right, you'll not only get a new chapter one Friday, but tuesday as well!
Chapter fourteen
Emma knocked on the door at exactly seven-o-clock. She was standing at the door with a small suitcase in
her hand, Carly was no where in site. "Your mom didn't come up with you?" Sam questioned, surprised that Carly
would allow her five year old to walk through the building by herself. Emma shrugged and walked inside.
"Mommy didn't bring me." The girl replied, unsure of what was going on. Sam was confused now. She bent down
to look Emma in her chocolate eyes.
"Who brought you here?" She asked seriously. There was no way this child got here by herself. Emma looked
down, afraid to look Sam in the eyes.
"Mummy's friend." She said quietly. Her mommy had told her be careful about the questions Sam might ask her.
Sam stood up and took the little girls hand.
"OK then," She said, leading the little girl into the living room. "Why don't you watch cartoons for a while? So I
can get you settled." Sam said. She flipped on the TV, and the child nestled on the couch.
She walked into the kitchen to find Freddie asleep at the kitchen table, his head resting on a plate of pancakes.
"Oh Freddie." She said to herself. She reached over to wake him up. "Freddie, you have to get up." She tried,
shaking his shoulder gently.
"I don't wanna get up." Freddie mumbled, lifting his head before plopping it back onto his pancakes.
"Fredward, you have to at least take your face out of those pancakes." Sam groaned, pulling Freddie's head back
up, only for it to fall back down when she let go.
"Pancakes are yummy." Freddie mumbled, his eyes still closed as he reached up tore off a piece of pancake and
stuffed it in his mouth. He lifted his head up then, "Why was my head in the pancakes?" He questioned, dragging
his arm across his face. Sam laughed,"
Is someone tired?" She teased, tossing a washcloth at her sleep deprived husband. "Clean up nub, Emma's
here." Sam said over her shoulder as she walked out of the room.
When she walked into the living room, Emma was curled on the couch, her little face buried in a pillow. "What's
wrong Emma?" Sam asked, walking further into the room. Emma sat up and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.
"W-where d-did my m-mom go?" She asked, tears spilling down her round cheeks. Sam's heart was breaking.
She sat next to the little girl and wrapped her arm around her. At first Emma tried to pull away from Sam, but
eventually calmed down and allowed Sam to hold her.
"I-I don't know baby. She just had to leave." Sam said in a soothing voice. Freddie came into the room just then,
"She's already crying? What did you do to her Sam?" Freddie asked, grinning at her, while Sam glared at him
angrily. If looks could kill, Freddie would have dropped dead right then.
"Not funny Fredcake." Sam hissed, trying not to frighten the little girl in her arms anymore than she already was.
"Emma, what time do you normally go to sleep?" Freddie asked the little girl. He didn't know what made him ask,
it was already well past midnight. Later than any five year old's bedtime that he knew of, not that he knew
many. She looked up from her the storybook she was looking at.
"I don't have a bedtime." She said, shrugging. She didn't have a bedtime? Freddie thought, what five
year old doesn't have a bedtime?
"Well, what time do you normally go to bed?" He asked her. She just shrugged again and seemed to think for a
minute.
"When ever momma does." She said, before licking her fingers and turning the page of her storybook. Freddie
was generally surprised at how this kid was raised. No bedtime, allowed to go places all by herself?
"What time do you get up for school?" realization hit him. He didn't know how she was supposed to go to her
school.! She closed her book and sat up.
"You ask a lot of questions." She said simply, "My mommy said questions can get you in trouble." After that, she
slid off of the couch and yawned. Freddie smiled and nodded at Sam,
"You getting sleepy kiddo?" Sam asked, standing up. "Your going to sleep in the future nursery tonight." Sam
said, taking the little girl's small hand. They hadn't officially put the nursery together yet, but they had collected
an assortment of furniture that they later planned to paint white. "Do you think you'll be OK in here?" Sam asked,
noticing that Emma was still standing outside the doorway, clutching her Teddy-bear. She stepped into the room
and looked around.
"Its OK." She said simply. She walked over to the window, where the rain was still pouring down, as it had been
all week. "When is my mommy coming back?" She asked, a small tear rolling down her cheek. Sam didn't know
what to do. She didn't know how to answer this question without upsetting the girl.
"I don't know baby, maybe she'll call tomorrow or something." She lied, fully aware that Carly was not going to
call. "Or we can call her." She answered, remembering the number Carly had given her. She waited until the girl
had snuggled under the covers on the air-mattress that had been set up in the corner before she turned to
leave. She looked back at the girl for a moment, and switched the light out.
The girl lays awake for a long time after the lady turned the light out. She was in a small room, that was painted
a light blue color and the rain was pouring outside. She couldn't sleep, so instead she lay there and thought. She
thought about the previous week. She thought of how her mommy had told her that she needed to go away for
a little bit. She thought about how her mommy said it was for work, even though she never seen her mom work.
She thought about how her mummy's friend had come over, she couldn't remember what his name was.
He took her away from her mommy and drove her away to a strange house, where he dropped her off and
drove away. She had cried on the car ride. He pinched her and said to shut-up. She cried when he opened the
door and pushed her out. He told her to grow up. Now she was at this strange place, that was far away from her
home and her friends. She thought of how, her friend Angela wasn't in school last week. Nobody would tell her
why, but she over heard a teacher say she got in an accident. She probably wouldn't come back for a while.
Before she drifted off to sleep, she thought about her mommy, with her soft brown hair and dark, dark eyes. She
thought about the way she smelled like smelly old perfume, how her mommy once let her try it, but the smell
made her gag. Her mummy's friend thought it was funny how she gagged and coughed over the smell. He
sprayed it all over her and the air, making her dizzy. She fell asleep with the smell in her head, swirling around
like a pink fog.
A/N: And chapter 14 is complete! Tell me what you think in a review please! I live for feedback, even if its not full of compliments, I'd still appreciate it!
Now that I'm done encouraging *begging* you review, I've got some big news regarding my writting:
I was informed of my lack of talent in spelling and grammer, and took it upon myself to fix that! Up until now, I've been using a suck-E wordpad to write the story. I didn't have any kind of spellcheck or anything and that seemed to be causing problems. So, the other day I attempted to download a word processor. When I tried to upload a new chapter, Fanfiction wouldn't accept the document format :( DON'T PANIC THOUGH! I found another one, that will except it! That's how I'm uploading this chapter. It was pre-written in wordpad, so I had to copy the stuff into my new word processor, and you wouldn't believe how many words had been misspelled! Thankfully, their fixed now!
BUT, thats not all! If you all want me too, I'll attempt to fix and reupload chapters 1-13 too! how does that sound? just tell me if you want me too do that ok?
ALRIGHT THATS ALL I'M GOING TO BORE YOU WITH NOW, SORRY FOR MY EXTENSIVE AUTHORS NOT :(