Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning, and I felt like crap. I had a huge headache. I went to the bathroom, then i went downstairs. I sat down in the living room with my eyes close and put my head back. I could hear Ali in the kitchen laughing and giggling. i heard her say I'm going to get daddy. she came running out of the kitchen. I picked up my head, and opened my eyes, and saw Ali coming out of the kitchen. She looked up.

"Daddy, your up" she said jumping up on the couch

"yeah, baby girl."

"you want some breakfast?"

"yeah, maybe a little."

"come on" she said grabbing my hand.

We walked into kitchen, Ali sat at the table. I sat on a stool at the counter, and put my head down.

"how you feeling" my dad asked me

"like crap"

"yeah. your mom told me you fot in kind of late."

"I didn't get in that late." I said

"here this should help." he said handing me a cup of coffee.

"thanks"


Later that day, Ali and I were at home. I was cooking dinner and Ali was in the living room watching TV, and coloring.

"Daddy" she yelled

"yeah, sweetie"

"come color with me" she said walking into the kitchen.

"I will when I'm done cooking, we'll eat and color, okay."

"okay"

after I was done I took our plates into the living room, and we ate and colored.

"Daddy, you can't color." Ali told me

"I'm better than you." i said

"no your not, I can stay inside the lines."

"hey, I haven't colored in forever."

"I'm still better" she said, she differnely has the competitive way like me.

I just laughed

It was getting late and I was doing the dishes, and I looked into the living room and Ali head kept dropping and she kept picking it up. I finish the dishes and went into the living room, and cleaned up her coloring things. then shut off the TV, and picked up Ali and took her to bed. I helped her get into her PJ's. I got her into bed, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and so did I.

I woke up about 3:00 am I went to bathroom and check on Ali and went back to bed watch some TV I felt my eyes getting heavy. I turned off the TV, and closed my eyes. Then I heard something it sounded like Ali yelling, I jumped up out of bed opened my door. She yelled Daddy. I ran into her room she was sitting on her bed crying. I picked her up.

"whats wrong" I asked

she just kept crying

"sweetheart whats wrong?" I asked again

she just said "mommy"

I didn't know what to do.

"Did you have bad dream?"

She just nodded

That where mommy come from, Kaylee was the one who always helped her when she had bad dreams.

"I want mommy" she said

that's it I lost i started crying,

"i know baby girl me too."

she looked up at me.

"Daddy, are you crying?"

"yeah, sweetie." I hugged her "can you tell what it was about." she just ed pressed her face into my chest.

"why don't you come sleep in daddy's bed" I said

"okay" she said grabbing her blanket.

I carried her into my room. I laid down and she laid on my chest like she did when she was a baby. She just laid there, I had my hand on he back holding back more tears. I finally fell asleep. I didn't sleep very well.

I woke up about *:00 in the morning, Ali was still sleeping. I took her off my chest and put her on the bed. I went to bathroom, and went downstairs made a cup of coffee, turned on the TV to the news. About an hour and half later there was a knock at the door. I opened the door it was my mom and dad.