a loving family- a demi lovato fanfic

Chapter 88

*Emma's POV*

Dad sat down next to me, on the bed, as I looked the other way from him, trying to stop my tears.

"You know, I really am very thankful for what you're doing" he started, "I know I told you not to talk to mom about the baby, but I see the change in her. She's smiling more. She talks about the baby now too, when we're laying in bed. And without realizing it, she rubs her stomach. She really is more excited about this child, then she was before. And I honestly don't know what and how you did it, but you did it. And I'm sorry for telling you not to make her cry, but I didn't realize it was that crying, that made her realize that she loved her child. It was you that helped her with that. And I understand if you're upset with me, cause I got mad. And that's probably also the reason we haven't really talked in the past two weeks, and I'm really sorry for that, tiger. I love you. I really do. And I know I haven't shown you that a lot lately, but I do. You're my baby and you'll always be, even when I'm not very happy with you. Just remember that, okay?"

We were both silent and I still don't look at him. I don't even know why I was so mad, but I just was. But not anymore. I could hear how sincere he was when he talked. He really meant it and I knew he did. I just couldn't bring myself to look at him.

"I'm going down to see if I can help with dinner. I'll call you when it's done" he said, as he stood up from the bed and wanted to walk to the door, but before he could I grabbed his hand, holding him back from walking away.

"You okay?" he asked, as I still didn't look at him, but didn't release his hand from my grip on it, either.
After I didn't say anything for a few minutes, he sat down again and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, as he rubbed my upper arm.

"What's wrong, tiger?" he asked.
I couldn't help myself and burts into another fit of tears.
He pulled me on his lap and I snuggled into his chest, as I was shaking with sobs.

"Come on, bubba. Let it out" he rubbed my back.
After I had calmed down a little, I looked up at him and saw him looking at me with worry clear in his eyes.

"I'm sorry" I whispered.

"That's okay" he gave me a small loving smile, "What's bothering you? I know it's more then our argument"

"It'll be a year tomorrow" I breathed out.
I knew he didn't know how to make me feel better, cause what do you say to someone in that situation?
It'll get better? That's stupid to say.
I know? I know you know, but that doesn't help the situation.
Everything worked out okay? That's just wrong to say.
What can you say?

He just continued rubbing my back, as he kissed the top of my head, repeatedly.

"I love you" he mumbled over and over, as I snuggled deeper into him.
That was the only thing he could do to comfort me and he knew it.
He already knew so much about me in less then a year and he loved me like his own.
He and Demi did so much for me, and for Matt and Millie, that that was all someone could ask for after losing the biggest part of your life.
I know tomorrow's gonna be hard, but with Demi and Wilmer there, they always know how to make things easier.

"Do you wanna have dinner?" dad asked, after a few minutes.

"I guess"

"Let's go down, then" he picked me up and carried me downstairs.
I loved how he treated me like the small child I still was deep inside.

"Hey Em" Matt smiled.

"Hey bud" I sat down next to him on the couch, "How are you?"

"I'm good. You?"

"Me too. What did you do today?" I asked, as Toria climbed on my lap.

"Amma" she poked my stomach.

"And who's that?" I cooed, as I pointed at Matt.

"Att"

"Very good. And what's your name?" I pointed at her.

"Ia"

"Toria"

"Ia"

"Say Toria" Matt tried.

"O-ia"

"Okay then. You're gonna be O-ia" I gave her a nod of approval, as she rested her head in my chest.

"How do you feel about tomorrow?" I asked Matt.

"I don't know" he sighed, "I can't believe it's been a year already and I hate not having them here, but on the other side, my life did turn out pretty good. I'm enjoying it, you know. And I know it was one of the worst things that happened to me, but it was also one of the best, because we got what we have now. And I feel horrible for thinking that way, but I can't help it" his voice broke, as he looked away from me.

"Come here, bud" I tugged him, to sit closer to me.
He reluctantly did and I squeezed his hand, making him look at me.

"It's okay to feel that way, Matt. I have that feeling, too. I hate not having them here. I miss them incredibly much, but look what we have now. We have amazing parents. Two adorable sisters and another baby on the way and a whole family that loves us. Yeah, we had that before too, but we have it now also. And it's horrible losing such close family, but we got something amazing in return. I get how you're feeling, cause that's how it is. It's the worst thing that happened to us, but it turned into something good. It's okay to enjoy your life, Matt. That's what mom and dad would want you to do. They don't want you to be crying and missing them everyday. Of course, we miss them, but we're happy with our life now and that's okay. Tomorrow, we're gonna go to their graves and we're gonna tell them exactly how we feel. And they'll be watching us an smiling down at us, thanking Demi and Wilmer for taking such good care of their babies and making their home, our home. And loving us as their own. And giving us all that we need. Mom and dad, as well as Bri, Savanna and Carly, are happy for us. They're glad that everything turned out fine and that we're taken care of"

Matt nodded, as he snuggled into me.

"Att?" Toria asked, seeing something was wrong.

"Att's a little sad, bubba. Wanna give him a kiss to make him feel better?" I gave her a small smile.
She nodded and gave Matt one of her slimy kisses, making Matt smile too.

"Thank you, Tor" he smiled, as he gave her a kiss back.

"Dinner's ready" mom yelled from the kitchen.

We all went to the kitchen and sat down for dinner.

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