@ShadeStar
"I, can't promise that. I'll promise anything, but that."
"I, can't promise that. I'll promise anything, but that."
âYou can be her father. Thatâs fine. I want you to be the kind of person she isnât afraid of, the person that my brother can talk to or confide in but I donât want you to touch her the way you do. Or Iâll be sure that our little Demon friends pay you a visit.â
Jacob nodded as he visibly swallowed, "I c-can do that."
âPerfect then we have come to a conclusion. Wonderful. Now get the hell out,â
Jacob nodded again as he scurried to the front door opening it as he attempted to get out. Never coming back here again.
âBye Jakey! See you around,â
Jacob didn't respond as he bolted to his car and drove away.
Lillian yawned and blinked her eyes open, still sticky from a mess of crying then sleeping.
âMorning sunshine,â Darren had tears in his eyes and it might have looked like he was crying but he was just laughing at the TV.
Lillian looked up at him. Her mind was still sleeping, "Morning?"
âI was just saying hello,â
"Oh, so it's not morning? Then what is it?"
âAfternoon. Night even. Itâs like 6 PM.â
Lillian rubbed at her eyes, "Okay. Have you been crying?"
He giggled and shook his head, âNo laughing,â
Lillian smiled a little, "Oh, that's good!"
âWoah. A smile and everything. Sleep serves happiness.â
"I guess so," Lillian giggled as she sat up, "Watcha watching?"
âSpanish soap operas,â
"Do you even know Spanish?"
âNot really. Thatâs the fun part,â
"You makeup the stories yourself then? Okay, that does sound like fun."
âItâs a ton of fun. Iâve been doing it for an hour,â
"How long did I sleep?"
âAn hour and a half, 2 maybe.â
"That's, kind of impressive. Wow."
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