Darling (Adoption Story, Sequel)

BRENDON POV

As I was about to sit down, I feel Emmy tugging at my arm. I turn around and notice her there. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can get a word out she's dragging me out of the house and into the studio.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask her.

"I can't breathe, is it stuffy, I feel stuffy I need to go outside" she says pacing back and forth.

"Hey, why don't you come sit here" I say to her patting the seat next to me so she can sit. She comes over and sits besides me, then she lays her head on my lap.

"You're fine. Tell me what's the matter? you seem off. Do you want me to ask the guys to leave?" I question her.

"No, and no just shhh, your lap is squishy" she mumbles.

"For the one and only" I say running my fingers through her hair.

She stays in the same position for about 10 minutes until I feel some moisture on my pants.

Because of that I pick her up and look at her. "Hey why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" I ask her, as I caress her cheeks and wipe away the tears.

"No, it's just— never mind" she says.

"No tell me I want to know" I tell her. "Is it Jessie?" I question and she nods.

"Do you miss her?" I ask her and she nods again. "Why don't you call her?" I said shrugging my shoulders. "She's busy" she says.

"Well I'm never busy for you, come here" I say patting my lap for her to lay down again.

I kiss the top of her head and we sit there for awhile. Talking. "You know why I like to come into your room and be there most of the time, right?" I ask her.

"Why, are you that obsessed with me? Why you so obsessed with me, boy I wanna know?" She starts to sing.

"Haha very funny, but no not like that" I say.

"You're not denying it" she says, shrugging her shoulders.

"Ahh, stop it you" I say, lightly smacking her shoulder.

"Anyways, I was gonna say I like going up there because I like the energy around you, it's like I'm addicted to your energy. You make me go into a trance and make me feel like everything is normal to when I first got you. Remember how much fun we used to have?" I tell her.

"Ha so you're addicted to me now!" She shouts, as she sits up.

"What?!? Is that all you heard this entire time?" I say raising my eyebrows.

"Pshh no, I heard all of it. Sometimes I feel like we won't be going back to normal. I feel like I'm afraid to lose you again, as if you would go away. Basically the same concept as you but with me. Why do you think I feel obligated to do stuff for you even when you don't need it and checking on you. Hell even switching to online school, I did it because I didn't want to leave you, But I'm too damaged after what I went through. I'm afraid to let others know my business, I feel like I'm being followed or watched everyday or as if I'm a show case for someone" she rambles.

"Hey, hey look at me. I understand how you are feeling. Your feelings are valid and you see what I mean now when you're not here. And you are not damaged, not to me, not to anyone else. Where is this all coming from?" I ask her, picking up her face to look at me.

"Just some of the fans commenting on the post from when I came back. They said I left because you annoyed me too much and I ran away with Ryan because he was a traitor to you and my main goal was to ruin you and when I knew I couldn't. Then I ran away with him and eventually Ryan got tired of me, which lead me to become his whore doll and he could do all these stuff to me. And when I had enough of it and felt guilty for hurting you I came back and all that stuff" she says recapping the comment.