You were only a child close to being a teenager, so Noone believed you when you mentioned feeling sad and down a lot more lately, you didn't understand your own feelings, you didn't understand why you felt so sad all the time and you didn't even want your father comfort anymore what was odd, you always searched your fathers presence and attention. But lately things changed alot. And Noone did believe you 'it's only hormones, you're just doing it for attention, stop it, nice children don't lie for attention.' was everthing you could get out of people so you stopped talking about it leaving it just deep in your heart trying to bury these feelings you were so confused about. evernight you would just sit on your bed after giving your dad a good night kiss and talking to your stuffies when youre alone. Of course Simon took notice of this after some time and always stood behind the closed door listening to your muffled words.

As evening came once again simon sat down on your bed, his hands around your body and pressing you tight against his own body, with confusion you looked up at your father not understanding why he suddenly hugged you, but soon he would speak up while stroking your hair slowly. "I'm sorry sweetie, I've should've noticed earlier. Why didn't you tell me sweetie?"