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it's been a week of my taking care of Wednesday, and let's say she got comfortable...

tantrums is part of our routine now

"come on it time to take a bath, remember? we take a bath before going to sleep" i was kneeled down to be at her height

"what if i give you a bath?" yoko said offering to pick Wednesday up

Wednesday has a really weird obsession with yoko, they orbited each other i think is because they have simular hobbies and styles

"come on" yoko said picking her up

i mouthed a thank you to her on her was to the bathroom

while thay were their i picked wednesday's clothes and made her bottle and to join Divina in the leaving room

"hey what your watchin?" i said sitting down next to her

"I'm not sure what it is, I'm just too lazy to change, is about a guy that goes to a now school and shit"

"ah i know that actor, the show is looking for Alaska it's a book adaptation i pretty accurate to the book"

"I don't like her"

"who? alaska?"

"yep"

"really?" i asked surprised

"yeah, she's annoying"

"i get that, she's like the super awesome girl that everyone is secretly in love with, classic john green character"

"exactly"

i heard the bathroom door open and yoko with a very wet baby wraped in a towel came out

"mission accomplished, the baby is clean and smelling good" she said giving an over exaggerated sniff on Wednesday's cheek making the girl laugh "ugh I can't with those dimples"

"she's tired i could see while i bathed her" yoko said to me while giving me Wednesday

"so she will sleep soon" i said while getting her dressed, i was kinda warm so i only let her in diapers and a random shirt

"ready to go to sleep? say night nite" i said standing up walking towards the hallway

"good night wed" Divina said

"see you tomorrow" yoko completed

i held wednesday's wrist and used to wave at them, she just stared with a angry expression

"someone is cranky..." yoko commented

"she is probably just tired, right?" i said kissing her cheek, trying to ease the anger that i didn't even know the root of "let's fix that"

i walked with her to our bedroom and closed the door behind me, i didn't want the sound of the TV interfering with her sleep

she watched me from her bed while i turned of the light.

lately we've been staying at her side of the room, i was easier to stay away from all the colors

i laid down next to her and started to caress the side of her face

"you tired?" i whispered

"no" her favorite word, recently said too many times, always dry and sharp

it was a lie, i could see her eyes super heavy and slow blinks

"ok then let's just stay here, relax and wait" she was lifting her eye brows to prevent her eyes to close, i was struggling to keep the silence and not let out a laugh. why was she fighting so hard?

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