“hey its okay come here”

Fiona held her arms out letting you crawl into her lap. What time was it? Some time between midnight and 2 am yet she wakes herself up when you have a nightmare so she can comfort you. Your only 9 yet your so little. You remind her of herself. She wouldn’t let you end up like her. Raising your siblings and taking care of your dad at 9 no you didn’t deserve that.

Fiona sighed rocking you and her side by side and back in forth “it’s alright. It’s okay..” Her voice is soft and low. She wants to comfort you. She doesn’t want you to end up like the rest of their siblings. An alcoholic, a teen mom. No she has to raise you right.

“Do you wanna sleep with me? Yeah..”