I walked behind Nadeen as she walked up the stairs and turned left. "The farthest room." I told her. As she opened the door she stood there with her mouth open. She was in shock.
I even remembered how she kept saying she wanted her own chemistry table and got one in her room.
"So, how do you like it?" I asked her.
For a second Nadeen just stood there quietly until she took a deep breath. "Dad, this is amazing. I love it so much and I've only been in here for a minute."
"I'm glad!" I told her.
I actually was much more than glad. To see my first born so excited and happy with a surprise I did for her was just a great reward in itself. As I walked down the hall I saw one of the first paintings I did, one of my mother a little after she had died. I stood there and smiled at it. Sure, the lines weren't as straight as they should've been, but that was my mother.
"Maybe I am a good parent." I told her. She smiled back at me, though...that's how I painted her.
Nadeen spent literally all her time in her room on that chemistry table. I was a little worried so I installed a fire alarm right behind it. She had really taken a liking to it, though sometimes it was annoying....for example, it was ridiculously hard to get her to come down for dinner.
***Nadeen's POV***
Sometimes I didn't understand the adults in this house. They get me my very own chemistry table and then I swear every five minutes they are in here telling me I need to do other stuff....okay maybe not five minutes, but I tend to get wrapped up in my work. For example, today I was on the verge of making a horror potion, a potion if taken will scare the bejesus out of whoever drank it when Kiva came in.
"Hey Nadeen?"
"I'm busy." I told her, yet she still came in. Honestly, I have no idea why my dad chose her for a birth mother...but whatever.
"Actually I'm just here to drop something off."
She put a doll I hadn't seen since before my birthday on the ground. I looked back at it and memories flooded. That doll, Lola, was the only thing that kept me happy when my mom decided to leave us. "Oh, uh...thanks Kiva."
"No problem....now this laundry needs to be picked up before you go to bed."
"Yes, yes, I know." Honestly....this woman.
I had a huge urge to put down what I was doing, but then the thought of the horror potion came back into my head and I was back in my own world and my liquids.
For a second I didn't even hear the faint buzzing that had begun to happen behind me. Then, when I heard it, I looked up wondering if something was happening down the street. Finally I turned around and looked at the spot Lola used to be. Instead there was a large Lola...a moving Lola! I freaked out and stumbled back, causing two of my liquids to spill into each other. I tried to stop it, but "KABOOM"
I looked up after the explosion and realized any luck I had with making the horror potion tonight was blown, and I would have to explain singed clothes in the laundry again to by dad, but all of those thoughts diminished once Lola walked up to me.
"N-Nadeen?" my used-to-be doll asked me.
I nodded.
"Do you remember me?" she asked.
I nodded.
"I missed you...so very much."
And with that she gave me a hug. I was freaked out, but as if it was second nature I gave her a hug back. All the comfort I found in her when she was a doll was still there. I tried not to think about how I was going to tell those who loved me that I wasn't crazy.
***Harvey's POV***
Kiva had went to bed early this night, saying her back was killing her and she needed to lie down. I gave her a hug before she left for my bedroom.
I decided to stay up a little bit and worked on my latest sculpture. It wasn't long before I heard Kiva, all the way on the third floor screaming. I dropped my tools and ran up the flights of stairs, not knowing what exactly to expect.
Kiva wasn't kidding when she said labor came very easily for her. By the time I got up there (in maybe 10 seconds) she wasn't in labor anymore. She was holding our son. I walked over to her astonished.
"What's his name?" she asked me.
I was stunned for a few seconds. "Don't you want a say in it?"
"Not really, don't want to get attached." she said with a fake smile and sad eyes.
"Malachi.....Malachi Magee." I told her. She laughed but nodded.
Kiva fed Malachi and then put him to bed. She then started to pack. I stopped her as she was leaving, astounded she was leaving so quickly.
"Kiva, you can stay for a while, you don't have to leave so soon." I told her.
She smiled and gave me a hug. "Oh Harvey, you are a sweet one."
"I'm serious. I've heard birth mothers stay until the child has had a birthday. I wouldn't mind, honestly." I told her.
Again, the smile came up. "I came to give you a child and I have done that. If I don't leave now it'll become more than that, with you and with Malachi."
She held me close, and for a moment I was ready for a kiss, but she only looked deep into my eyes. "Please take good care of him."
"I promise." I told her. And razzed my hair a little and then left and got in a cab. As I watched her drive away I wondered if every birth mom was going to want to leave so quickly.
Baby #2: Malachi Magee
***Nadeen's POV***
I stayed up way too late working on my chemistry table and now I felt my stomach grumble. I allowed myself to make my way down to the kitchen and grab some left over mac & cheese. I heated it up and then went to the dining room to eat it. Just a little snack before I went to bed. As I sat down to eat though, I was startled to see Lola sitting in a chair opposite me. "Oh my gosh Lola! You scared me!" I started laughing, but Lola only held a frown. "What's the matter?"
"I'm sorry Nadeen, I'm just...a little sad about how distant we have become. I remember you used to spend almost all your time with me...but now...you barely say hi to me. I just wish the time I got left would be more spent with you."
"I didn't mean to...it's just the chem....." I paused. "Wait, what do you mean the time you've got left?"
Lola sighed. "Well Nadeen...Imaginary Friends don't just stay with you forever. Once you reach you're teenage years...you won't be able to see me anymore."
I was shocked, I found my mouth open in horror. "You mean....you mean I only have a few years left with you?" Lola nodded sadly. "But....no! There's got to be another....there's got to be something!"
We sat there in quiet for a while.
"Well...there is something...."
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