Chapter Eighteen: EmotionsIt has been a whirl wind of a month. The conversation I had with Cindy, Samantha's mother, had been more emotional then I could ever imagine. It turns out that Frank, Samantha's father left them with no warning. She didn't go into specifics, but it sounded pretty bad. Cindy was fed up with Samantha and whatever phase she was going through dressing in all black and they were fighting constantly. Cindy didn't specifically say that she blamed Samantha for Frank leaving but that was the vibe I picked up from her. It made no sense to me because Sam was an amazing girl with big dreams, so what if she dressed in all black? I tried to remain unjudgmental as Cindy told me she was at the end of her rope with Sam. That's when I offered to take Sam for a little while so Cindy could get back on her feet. At first she objected claiming that she was Sam's mother and it was her responsibility to raise her despite Frank not being there. I had told her that I understood completely and I was in no way coming between them. I eventually got through to her and she agreed that the constant arguing wasn't doing their relationship any good. In the end she agreed to let Sam move in with us and I promised her that she would be safe with us.
"This is your room!" I said.
I turned around to face Sam who was holding a white suitcase, Lucas was standing behind her carrying a black suitcase in one hand and a red one in the other. They walked into the room after me and looked around for a moment. Sam put the box by the door and Lucas stacked the other one on top of it.
"We can change the wall color if you'd like, and I'll have Nathan move the treadmill somewhere else." I told her.
"No that's okay, the treadmill can stay I don't want to be any trouble." Sam insisted.
"If you change your mind, let me know." I said.
"Thanks mom." Lucas said.
I took that as my que to leave and walked out of the room. I glanced over my shoulder to see them start to unpack the boxes while talking in whispers.
"Is she all set?" Nathan asked.
"Yeah, she doesn't seem to mind the treadmill in the room." I told him.
"What about the walls?" He asked.
"She said it's fine." I said.
Oliver came running in the doggy door absolutely
covered in mud.
"Oh come on Oliver!" I gasped.
Oliver tilted his head sideways like he wasn't sure what the big deal was. I led him to our bedroom and into the bathroom before starting to give him the third bath of that week and I wasn't even joking. The first he decided the prance around in his own poop, and then the day after he decided to climb into the neighbors trash. He panted as I scrubbed the soap into his fir and I fake scolded him. I wasn't actually mad though because he was just being a dog.
After the bath I headed outside where Nathan was standing by the front gate in his uniform.
"You have to go in?" I asked.
Oliver ran over to him.
"Phil just called, he needs all hands on deck tonight." Nathan told me.
"Please be careful." I told him.
Nathan bent down and gave Oliver scratches on the side of his neck.
"I always am, I love you." He said.
Nathan kissed me.
"I love you too." I said.
I waved goodbye before walking over to Sam and Lucas who was handing Olivia over to Sam.
"This is Sam Olivia, she is really nice." Lucas said.
Sam has met the girls before but has always been a bit nervous about holding them.
"I'm going to drop her." Sam said.
"No you won't, just support her head and then hold her butt with your other arm." Lucas instructed.
"Like this?" She asked.
"Perfect." He told her.
"Careful, she is the wiggle worm." I said.
"My mom said I was a wiggle worm when I was little." She told me.
"It must be a little girl thing." I giggled.
"Where is Sophia?" She asked.
"In the nursery, do you want to try to hold her?" Lucas asked.
"I might as well get used to it." She said, nervously.
Sam walked over to me and handed Olivia to me as we walked into the house and into the nursery.
"I have always loved her pajamas." Sam squealed.
"She looks like a little bear, doesn't she?" I asked.
"Too bad we don't have any honey." She joked.
Lucas handed Sam Sophia and she seemed more comfortable this time.
"She is so cute! I can't wait to have kids someday." She cooed.
"Key word is someday, right?" I asked, laughing nervously.
"Of course." She said, smiling.
I wouldn't mind being a grandmother, but definitely not anytime soon. The twins were about to be toddlers and the thought of more little ones running around soon was overwhelming. Nathan and I agreed that we were fine with no more children. We were getting older too and our energy was going to be used chasing the girls around. Sophia gave a big yawn and stretched her arms above her head.
"Someone is tired." Lucas said.
"I think she's going through a growth spurt." I said.
"She has been sleeping a lot." He told me.
"Can I put her down for her nap?" Sam asked.
"Be my guest!" I said.
Sam carefully walked over to Sophia's crib and gently laid her down. It didn't take long for Sophia to stretch and then roll over on her side before closing her eyes. I had put Olivia in her crib when I walked into the nursery and she was already asleep.
"Are you all unpacked?" I asked Sam.
"Yeah, do you want to see?" Sam asked.
"Of course!" I said.
She led me to her room even though I obviously knew where it was. I expected that we would have to go pick up her bed at some point so I was going to tell her she could sleep on the couch. We walked into the room and my heart sank at the sight of the room. In one corner lay a black and gray sleeping bag with a cereal box and books laying on the floor next to it. Right across from it was the three suitcases she had stacked on each other. On top of the suit cases sat a old television like the one we had in the apartment with a lawn chair sitting in front of it. There was a portable stereo system with a pair of headphones sitting on the floor. Was this all she had?
"Sam... is this all of your things?" I asked.
"Yep! If it takes up too much room I can pack some of it up." Sam told me.
I tried my best not to gape at her, how could she think this was too much? By her reaction this was probably what her room looked like at home.
"Do we need to go get you bed?" I asked her.
"No, the sleeping bag is my bed." She said.
"You didn't have a bed?" I asked.
"My dad took it with him, I found this old sleeping bag in the closet. It's pretty comfortable so I don't mind." She said.
"Sam, I mean no disrespect when I say this, but would it be okay if I buy you a bed?" I asked.
"No, Mrs. Williams I'm okay really." Sam insisted.
"Please, it's Raegan. It also isn't a burden at all. I would love to buy you furniture." I said.
"I'm okay." She said.
"Alright, but the offer stands." I said, smiling a little bit.
I didn't want to push her into anything that she didn't want to do, it just made me sad to see how little she owned. I would be patient with her as she adjusted to living with us and maybe she would come around. I left Sam to be in her room while Lucas followed me into the kitchen and sat at the small table by the backdoor.
"Have a lot of homework?" I asked.
"Not too much." Lucas told me.
"So, Lucas. Did you know her room looked like that at her house?" I asked.
"Mom, it's okay." He assured me.
"I just hate that she was living like that." I sighed.
"It was rough, but she is resilient." He told me.
"That she is." I said.
"Raegan?" Sam asked.
I turned around to see Sam confidently holding Sophia in her arms. My face scrunched up as the smell coming from Sophia caught up with my nose.
"I think Sophia had an accident." Sam said.
"I smell that, would you mind bringing her into my bathroom?" I asked.
"Of course." She said.
Sam followed me into the bathroom where I quickly made a bath as Sam undressed Sophia.
"Come here stinky girl." I said.
"This is a really nice bathroom." Sam said.
"Thank you." I said, smiling.
"If I didn't say it yet, thank you for letting me stay here." She told me.
"Of course honey, we couldn't let you not have a safe space." I said.
Sam started sniffing before bursting into tears, I wasn't expecting it so I turned around to see her covering her face with both of her hands. I called Lucas in to get Sophia and he immediately became alarmed at the sight of Sam crying. I told him that I had her and he grabbed a towel before grabbing Sophia out of the tub and left the bathroom. I pulled Sam into my arms and cradled her head as she cried into my shoulder.
"Why didn't they want me?" She sobbed.
"Oh honey." I whispered.
"I tried my best, I really did!" She cried.
"I know, shhh I know. You did nothing wrong, okay?" I said.
She slowly nodded as she sniffled.
"Sometimes parents get things very
very wrong. We are in no way perfect, and I can't speak for your parents obviously, but I like to think that deep down they're trying their hardest. It may not seem like it right now, but you are safe. You are safe to feel everything you need to feel when you need to feel it." I told her.
"Thank you." She said softly.
"I am here anytime for whatever you need. We'll get through this together." I promised her.
...
"Hey Luc-"
I quickly stopped talking when I saw Lucas and Sam on the couch with their eyes closed.
"Isn't it too cute?" Nathan asked.
I jumped, not realizing he was home already.
"When did you get in?" I asked.
"Just a little bit ago. They were already asleep when I came in." He told me.
"She is exhausted, she had quite the emotional day." I sighed.
I sat at the island as Nathan poured himself a glass of milk.
"I can't imagine this is easy for her to handle." He said.
"She cried in my arms in the bathroom. All the emotions just hit her at once and she just broke." I told him.
He sighed, "Poor thing."
"Thank you, for being okay with her being here." I said.
"Of course, the thought of her sneaking in the high school for a place to sleep broke my heart." He said.
"I know." I agreed.
"How were the girls today?" He asked.
"Well, Sophia decided to poop all over the place. It was a nice change from it being Olivia getting the bath. Sam held both of them today also!" I said.
"Wow! She has been hesitant to do that." He said.
"Right? Then she said she couldn't wait for a baby and my eyeballs almost popped out." I chuckled.
"Yeah, that's not happening any time soon." He agreed.
I glanced over to Lucas and Sam sleeping on the couch and smiled. Lucas was becoming less of a teenager and more of a grown up in the way that he took care of Sam. It was disgustingly adorable in so many ways. I smiled remembering how Ian was with me throughout our relationship and I only hoped that he somehow was playing a part in how Lucas was with Sam.
So, somehow the aging seems messed up. Nathan and Raegan still have 30+ days of adulthood while Lucas has 13ish days until he is a Young Adult. So I may age Nathan and Raegan up before their time in game for the sake of the story. I haven't fully decided, but if it happens faster than you think it should that is why! I hope you guys enjoyed! =]