I do not own the Kingdom Keepers saga or anything Disney.
Philby's POV:
I'd just gotten home from dropping Willa off at her house when I heard a pounding at the door.
"Philby! Help!" a voice called out.
"Willa?" I ask pulling the door open. She runs in and says,
"Close the door! CLOSE THE DOOR!". So I closed it.
When I turned around she was sitting on my couch, horrified. So I sat down with her.
"What in the world happened?" I asked her.
"Mom, O...T...A..." she said shakily ← (Is that even a word?).
"Oh no. I'm so sorry Willa." I said as calmly as I could.
She then started to cry. Oh great Philby, look what you did.
"Look I'm really sorry, I can just leave you alone for a minute if you want." I said getting up.
"No." Willa said pulling me back. "I need you. That's why I came here". (She needs me!)
"Okay then, uh could you tell me the whole story?" I ask.
"Yeah. Here goes." (you know I honestly don't think I need to tell you it's just... just... too painful.)
"Look Willa, I am really sorry, you could stay here if you want." I told her after she finished her story.
"Really?" she asked surprisingly.
"Sure, I mean unless you want me to take you to Charlene's-" I say but being cut off by Willa saying,
"No, I think I'll stay here just to be safe. With you." She said the last part softly.
We looked at each other for a few seconds but of course, me being me, I broke that and said,
"So uh, do you want to get some rest?"
"Oh uh yeah..." she said disappointedly ← (Is that even a word?)
"You can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the couch out here if you want." I told her.
"Um, thanks. I think uh, wait where is your room?"
"Oh! Uh yeah let me just uh just a second." I said running into my room. "Stay there."
"Okay..."
I need to clean my room! I thought to myself.