At the age of 19, finn shelby is the baby of the family. But not for long. As a face from the past comes back to haunt him and brings with her a little girl. Finn is quick to find out the child is his and will do everything in his power to care for...
I've been staying with daddy for 3 months now. It's great fun but he works alot. I'm sometimes allowed to go with him to work but other times I'm not. I don't really understand why some days it's different but I wasn't gonna argue. My cast was off my arm and I could hardly tell it was ever broken.
I was in my room playing with my dolls when I heard the door slam open. At first i was scared but then I heard daddy yelling for me. He's supposed to be working. I ran downstairs and saw a very panicked daddy
"Is everything alright?" I asked him. He turned around when he heard my voice and lifted me into his arms. My uncles were behind him
"Oh my baby. I was so worried" he said as he kissed my head
"Erm....why?" I asked
"You called me asking for help" he said
"Oh ye. I forgot about that. I couldn't do my maths homework. The teachers have too much faith in us" I told him shrugging
"Oh jesus" he muttered as John snorted
"You should've seen him lyd. Running around like a madman" John said laughing
"Shut up" daddy muttered.
"Whilst we're here might as well stay a while" he said making me smile as he lifted me up. They got some whiskey and sat down in the living room. I was on uncle Tommy's knee
"What do you want for Christmas love?" Uncle Arthur asked
"Hmmm..." I thought about it for a while before answering
"Can't tell you" I said
"Why not?" He asked
"Because I'm only supposed to tell santa" I replied. The men looked at eachother
"Erm...lyd, how about you write a letter to santa and then I'll post it for ya" Uncle John suggested
"Already done it thanks. I send my Christmas list start of the year because santa needs time to prepare all the toys" I said. They all looked abit annoyed but I didn't know why
"Right" Uncle Arthur said looking down and gritting his teeth
"Daddy" I said
"Yes princess"
"I had a dream last night. It wasn't scary. But it was weird. The man in my dream said I had to tell you" I told him recalling everything the dream man had said
"Go on...."
"It was santa and he said that if you want to be on the good list then you have to buy me a puppy" I said seriously looking at him causing him to chuckle
"Is that exactly what he said?"
"Pretty much" I answered truthfully. OK maybe not truthfully. But convincingly
"Right. Well tell santa that he'll just have to wait and see" he replied. I smiled and nodded my head. I really wanted a puppy. Like so bad.
After they had drunk some more, uncle Tommy said they had to get back to work making me frown
"You coming?" Uncle John asked me
"Can I daddy? Please?" I begged
"Go on then" he huffed. I smiled wide and grabbed Uncle John's hand as we walked to the car. We got to the betting shop and everyone started writing down numbers. I sat on daddy's knee drawing
"What do you want for Christmas lyd?" Aunt esme asked me
"Don't bother. Apparently only santa can know" uncle John told his wife making everyone laugh. After a few hours, I began to feel a little unwell. I was unusually warm and my head hurt
"You alright darling? You look pale" aunt pol said as she walked round to feel my forehead.
"My head hurts" I mumbled leaning my head back onto daddy's shoulder. His arms were around my waist holding me on his knee
"Finn she's burning up" aunt pol said quietly in a worried tone. Daddy felt my forehead and then lifted me up
"I'm gonna take her home" he told everyone. Everyone said they hope I was better soon but I had not the energy to reply. Daddy carried me to the car and i sat on his knee as he drove where i fell asleep
Finn pov
Lydia definetly had a temperature and it worried me. I've never had to deal with this before. I didn't know if I should call a doctor, take her the hospital or let her rest. I put her in bed and then went to phone a doctor. He said he would be there in half an hour so until then, I sat next to lyd and watched her anxiously
When the doctor arrived, he checked her over and concluded that she simply had a bug that was going around the local schools. Although Lydia hasn't been school yet. When I told him that he said she probably caught it from any children she plays with. I have never sent her to school. I mean to but everytime we both agree that we will miss eachother too much
After the doctor left with the advice to let her rest, i got in my own bed a little calmer knowing it was nothing to worry about. However, when I woke up at 3am to screaming I figured the doctor got it wrong
"Daddy" I heard my daughter yell for me. I jumped out of bed and ran to her room where she was in a pool of sweat and tears, wrapped in her blanket and pale as snow
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"Hey hey. Sshhh. I'm here I'm here" I told her kissing her head
"It hurts" she wailed as she gripped onto her stomach tightly. I loved her hand away and softly touched her tummy only for her to scream again
"I'm sorry baby." I told her as I tried to hold back the tears
"Annie! Annie!" I yelled for the maid that often looks after Lydia. After a few minutes she was here in her nightwear
"Yes Mr shelby" she said but gasped when she saw Lydia
"Call an ambulance" i instructed and she hurried off to do so whilst I held the screaming girl in my arms
"Ssshhh. You'll be OK honey" I told her more trying to convince myself. We waited for 10 minutes for the ambulance and once they came upstairs to the room, they went to move Lydia. The minute they sat her up right, she vomited on the floor next to the bed. But I panicked when I saw all the blood. It wasn't puke. She had vomited up blood.
It was around her mouth and all on the bed as she passed out on the bed. I stood in the corner as I watched the doctors try and help her. They got her up and carried her inside an ambulance having to stop every few steps for her to be sick. I followed them downstairs and went in the back on the ambulance with her. My poor baby girl. She was as pale as a ghost and not responding to the doctors
"Please darling. Please be ok" i begged as I grasped her tiny sweaty hand.
