I sat on the patio, with my coffee cup in hand. Both of my hands were wrapped around the warm cup and I smiled as Niall sat down across from me.
"Did you get any sleep?" He asks.
"Between worrying and hearing her cry, not really." I say taking a sip of my coffee.
His blue eyes are worried and concerned at the same time.
As they meet with mine, I realize what he's wanting to say, but I wait for him to say it.
"Do you think that she'll ever be herself again?" Niall asks.
I smile just a little. "Niall, these things take time... Especially since she witnessed it. Give her the time she needs, she's strong, I know that she'll recover from this."
He squeezes my hand and I smile.
Isla comes running outside in her pj's and Bella is walking, sleepily, behind her.
"Good morning you two." I say. "Is your sister up?"
Isla jumps into my lap and I hug her. "Good morning love."
"Skyla? No." Bella says sitting down. "Did something happen?"
"Just boy problems." I say.
She nods her head.
I was beginning to worry, even though I know how this goes.
Isla looked up at me smiling.
"Mommy can we have a tea party?" She asked in her small voice.
I smiled at her. "Of course we can."
She jumped out of my lap. "Yes!"
I laughed and watched her race into the house, going to get her stuff ready.
"First thing in the morning, she wants a tea party." Bella says putting her head in her hands.
"When you were her age, you wanted to mess with your dad's electric guitar." I say.
She looks at me and smiles.
"That's much worse than a tea party first thing in the morning." I say taking a sip of my coffee.
"What did Skyla wanna do? When she was five I mean?" Bella asks.
Niall smiles and so do I.
"She came into our room, singing songs off of your dad's and his friends' albums, before we even woke up." I say.
Bella laughs. "Goodness."
"Yep, every morning." I say smiling.
Isla comes running out of the house with everything.
She starts setting things up on the table and we all watch her.
The way she does it is so cute and I can't help but smile watching her.
She turns to me. "Mommy, we need tea."
"Oh, right." I say getting up. "I'll be back."
I laugh to myself as I go inside and make the tea.
I wanted so desperately to forget what happened last night... Cody had played his little tricks on me and I can't believe that I fell for them.
Now I was left to pick the pieces up and move on... But how did I pick those pieces up?
After crying my eyes out all night, I finally fell asleep, only to be woken up by my alarm clock a few hours later.
Now, as I stare at the ceiling, I wonder what it'll be like when I have to go back.
When I have to face him will I stand strong or will I crumble to the ground?
I knew that I needed to get over him, over this, but it was so hard to do right now.
I needed to be alone and I needed time.
Although I didn't have much more time before I'd have to go back to school.
I stayed in bed and continued to cry, then I came up with a brilliant idea to get rid of him.
As I smiled to myself I decided to wait and do it on the first of school, after Spring Break.
It would be worth it and it would be the last day he got to haunt me....