*Hey guys. You can’t see me right now but I look very happy-in a sneaky way CUZ IMMA BE MAKING A KOTLC SPECIAL STORY!!!!
Look out for that! I’m super excited to write it, though it will probably be after I finish book eight which I just got so look out for that.
Sienna :) YAY YAY YAY YAAAAAAY
Oh and book eight’s cover sucks. Why is Fitz holding Sophie's hand*
She looked at the blank space.
The old guest room.
What will she do with it?
Turn it into an office, a library, maybe even a conservatory.
Whatever she would do, she wouldn’t do it now.
Right now she has to worry about other things like work and money.
She had no time for renovations-no time for anything at this point.
She just needed to work.
Dan was trying to convince her again.
Convince her that happiness and life were more important than work and money.
She didn’t believe him.
She believed that when you work, nothing else mattered apart from money and having a good reputation.
She didn’t believe in happiness.
She didn’t believe in the light that kept trying to pull her out of the shadows.
She didn’t believe that the light was real. She basked in the shadows cold, dark mindset.
That’s who she is.
The light was still fighting against the dark shadows.
Every night the warmth would enter her mind, trying to tell her that the shadows weren’t right.
That happiness was real.
That the tiny flicker of light in her head wasn’t a trick.
It was real.
She always gave in at some point-she let the light flood into her body for a while before releasing the shadows.
The light wouldn’t go away and the shadows were growing weaker.
Light burst into her body-warming her.
She didn’t like it.
She didn’t like the glow that stuck to her skin that made her look happy.
She didn’t like the light.
The shadows were gone.
None of the dark, cold mist was left to infiltrate her.
The light was the only thing that remained; growing stronger each day and she certainly felt it.
She felt the need to find love and happiness.
Just the thought of it made her shake in her boots and made her feel like she was going to puke.
The shadows.....were gone.
The light finished filling her today.
She was so filled with glee, love and Awe that it actually made her sick.
She threw up and hoped that it would help get the light out of her system-hoped the light would come right out of her.
She never thought this would happen.
She never thought.....she never thought that she would say yes to what she said yes too.
Dan asked her out and without thinking she agreed.
Her head was ruined.
She didn’t lie when Dan asked her if she had a good night.
She said yes and when she did.........well........
She thought she would get a hug at the least-but instead, she got a kiss.
When she went home she felt something.
Maybe it was appreciation for the light. Maybe it was appreciation for Dan.
Whatever it was, she liked it.
She liked it a lot.
Four months later.
She found something out today.
She found out she was carrying a baby in her stomach.
Dan was ecstatic when he found out. He had always wanted a family.
And truth be told....she had always wanted one too.
Her stomach was growing.
The baby was expanding. Growing. Swelling?
Was that the right word?
She wasn’t sure.
But either way she was worried.
She was worried about the shadows.
Was the baby filled with light or darkness?
Shadows, or sun?
Shade or bright lights?
What would happen to the baby?
She was tense.
She had shared her thoughts with Dan who comforted her.
It felt nice to know that someone was there for her.
That someone was going to be there when she was somber and forlorn.
That she would have a shoulder to lean on when she was down.
It felt really nice.
The baby was going to be here soon.
They still didn’t have a room for it.
No corner in her bedroom. No cupboard under the stairs- not like they would ever do that to a child.
It was due in three weeks.
Not even a month and they had no little gap anywhere.
She didn’t know what to do.
She went into labour that night.
Her water broke just as she was going to hop into bed.
Dan rushed into the bedroom and called the ambulance immediately, not bothering to get changed out of his pyjamas.
She was rushed to the hospital, in the back of the ambulance groaning loudly.
The contractions had started.
But she wasn’t thinking about that.
She was thinking about the baby.
WHERE THE HECK WOULD IT GO?!
THE BABY IS STRESSFUL AND IT’S NOT EVEN HERE YET!!!!!
She was now a mother to a beautiful baby boy named Louie Johnson.
Born at eleven fifty two pm on the fifth of August, eyes open-observing everything.
She should be happy about it.
But she wasn’t.
Well, she was-but she was panicking.
She had nowhere for it to go.
What would she do?
She was happy about one thing-that she could stay in the hospital for a bit.
That would give her time to figure out WHERE TO PUT THE STUPID BABY.
She was relying on the light in the baby and her to make sure the shadows don’t come back when she was having panic attacks 24/7
There was a surprise waiting for her when she got home.
Cradling the baby in her arms, she called for Dan who said he was in the guest room.
The guest room?
She gasped when she reached Dan.
The room was converted into a nursery!
Why didn’t she think of it before?
Never mind that-she placed the baby in the cot and ran over to her husband who picked her up and spun her around.
She knew at this very moment; she had a family.