Waking up from my nap, I feel refreshed. I feel ready to carpe diem and actually do something about these worries I have. I decided, sometime between falling asleep and since getting up, that whoever comes to pick up Tessie will be giving answers. I'll ask them what exactly is going on and demand to know because it is crucial in regards to Tessie. And so help me, if they give me trouble...well I haven't figured that part out quite yet but I will eventually come up with a reason or threat that will work. Although... I haven't actually thought up a plan B if this one fails. What if it's another employee (it has happened a few times) who would know as much -or even less than- I do? I consider things for a minute, wrapped up in my fluffy throw blanket on the couch, propped up on one elbow. In that case I'll have to storm Payne mansion, as I've taken to calling it. Without some of Sophia's little touches, with Tessie being here more, and Liam doing who knows what, it barely looks lived in and I think it's quite befitting to call it Payne mansion.
I slowly uncurl myself from my spot on the couch, yawning and stretching and burrowing my toes into the soft carpet. Everything seems right in the world again, or as right as things can be when you're recovering from something like this. I take my time to wake up the girls, stopping to check my email and grab a snack out of the kitchen. Then, when I begin to hear little voices whispering to each other and that carry down the hallway through their partially opened bedroom door, I go to "wake them up".
"Did you girls have a good nap?" I ask as I push open their door and lean against the door-frame.They squeak and jump apart from where they were cuddled up whispering to each other. I hold back a giggle and raise an eyebrow. "Well? How was the nap?"
Surprisingly it's Tessie who speaks up first. "I got lots of rest. An I had a dream you were mad at us." Cailyn's face dawns with realization to what Tessie's doing. She scoots back over in the big bed that seems to almost swallow them to sit next to Tessie again. She puts and arm around her waist and nods solemnly.
"Yeah mommy, I had a dream we were bad girls and made a mess and you didn't feel good. It was really scary. Was yours scary Tessie?" she asks, turning her head to Tessie and looking very very concerned and interested. I honestly believe that she's going to be an actress one day. Unless of course she's too busy running a zoo.
"It was very scary," Tessie says, pulling off an adorable, scared little girl look that she's begun to perfect much too quickly, no doubt with Cailyn's tutelage. "an I didn't know what was gonna happen."
"Mine was so scary I was afraid my head would get chopped off and fed to sharks." Cailyn says consolingly while patting Tessie back. Then they both turn to stare at me, I've been trying to keep a calm, blank expression and I think I've been doing a pretty fair job. Now I walk forward, ignoring their pretend winces as they draw back from me. I walk over to their bed and pout my lips.
"I'm incredibly sorry for the bad mood that I was in earlier girls. I shouldn't have gotten so mad even if I was feeling bad and there was a mess. Will you forgive me for being so scary?" I clasp my hands together under my chin and crouch down by the front of the bed and beg for their forgiveness.
They share a look. "What do you think Tessie?" Cailyn asks, eyeing me up and down. She looks oddly imperious for someone whose hair is sticking up every which way and is wearing Clifford the big red dog pajamas.
"I like Izzy an I love her. She said sorry." Tessie says in explanation as she crawls over and out of the covers to come and hug me and pat my head.
"And I love you too Tessie-boo!" I tell her as I steal a quick kiss. She giggles and pushes my face away from her. "I can't promise that I'll never get mad at you but I can promise that I'll never stay mad at you. Because you're one of my bestest friends." Cailyn stays where she is and nods approvingly.
"It's nice to hear such kind words. I really like hearing such kind words now." She leans over and pats first my hand and then Tessie's. "When is dinner?"
I laugh and they soon join in, even if they don't know exactly what they're laughing about. The fact that these two can make me so mad one minute and completely happy the next is just perfect. I love them so much. I start them playing in the living room and even join in when, surprise surprise, they need a villain. If only all problems and arguments could be solved so easily it would be a much happier world, in my opinon. With my headache feeling much better and the girls keeping out of trouble (for now at least) I can't help but grin. All that remains is figuring out what's been happening with Liam and doing everything in my power to help him. I want to help the friend I've made, the one who I idolized from afar for so many years to luckily meet and get to know. I want to help the father of the little girl that I've come to consider as dear as my own daughter. I want to help a man who has lost his wife, a very powerful and amazing woman. I want to help, because it's the right thing to do. I'm now cutting onions very patriotically and discovering that my passion has resulted in some tears from the fumes. I turn away to wipe my eyes and wash my hands (yes, I rubbed my eyes before I realized what I was doing and made things worse, go ahead and judge).
Just as I finish my phone buzzes nearby with a new text notification.
From Liam: Can u bring Tessie home 2nite?
Idk I kind of like this. I watched a YouNow livestream that Anna Todd did the other day and it really inspired me. She's got a movie deal, four books published, and has had so much success. She's so sweet and really it's just an amazing thing she's managed to accomplish. And say whatever you will about her books, they're actually good even with all the smut and somewhat overly dramatic twists (or whatever else people criticize). They're gripping and are (the third book especially) beautiful written. So I'm definitely feeling a bit ablaze with desire to write. Hopefully that improves my writing or at least spurs me to try and improve it. We'll see :)
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