I Am Not Afraid to Keep on Living ~Private~

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He had no right making assumptions, whether or not they were correct. Carmella shook her head, and turned away from him, resting on her side. "Goodnight, Darrick." she said, closing her eyes, and forcing herself to go to sleep.

Darrick sighed getting up,"night" he walked out of the bedroom.

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Carmella sighed softly, her eyes opening as she watched him leave. Go after him! he heart urged. Yet, a more louder, stubborn voice, her mind, rang No, leave him. Stay right here and go to sleep. She unwillingly listened to her brain, or at least, attempted to. There was no sleeping that night.

Darrick didn't get any sleep that night.

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When the sun finally started to rise, Carmella groaned, burying her head underneath a pillow. She did not appreciate the morning arriving so soon. It was quite obvious that she wasn't ready to face Darrick. Reluctantly getting out of bed, she went to shower and dress.

Darrick had made breakfast. Crossants and a fruit pudding. He had already left for work; leaving a note to carmella telling her he had to leave early.

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Carmella walked down the stairs, her hair still damp. She sighed softly, and toweled it off with the small towel that was still draped over her shoulders. Walking into the kitchen, she paused seeing a table ready for breakfast, but with no Darrick. Walking over to his note, she picked it up and sighed.

It was 400 dollars they didn't have. So he took the last minute plumbing job.

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Sighing softly, she sat down at the table. Everything looked so nice. She remembered teasing Darrick at first for being so big and masculine yet at the same time being able to make such beautiful, delicate things. Folding the letter in half, and she placed it down on the table, and took another look at breakfast.

Darrick liked to make nice things.

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She knew that he liked nice things. It only made her wonder why he wanted her. Sighing softly, she went to go check on the twins so that they could eat breakfast with her. Though, something told her she wouldn't be doing much eating.

Damien was curled up in a tight ball in his bed.

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She wasn't unused to him being asleep in that position. It wasn't uncommon to see him like that after there had been a thunder storm. Carmella wasn't sure where he had gotten his sensitivty towards them, for she knew that she enjoyed thunderstorms.

Darrick didn't really mind thunderstorms but he hated loud noises though.

Damien whinned in his sleep. He always did this ever since he was a baby. He was calling for his mom subconciously as he slept.

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Carmella chuckled softly and then picked him up from his bed. Gently cradeling him, she proceeded to walk over to Lizzy's bed to check on her. Unlike her brother, she was much more tame.

Damien was a mommy's boy.

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Carmella placed a soft kiss on Damien's forehead, and then looked down at her daughter. Damien and Lizzy really complimented eachother. While Lizzy was more outgoing and childish, Damien was a bit more introverted and educated. And yet, while Damien was more easily intimidated, Lizzy was brave and strong.

Though they looked the same thier personalities were opposite.

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Wasn't the old saying 'Opposites attract?' Carmella carefully picked up Lizzy and then walked over to the rocking chair. She cradled both of her babies and rocked back and forth, humming softly until they both woke up.

Damien gave a soft yawn " Mommy"

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Lizzy yawned sleepily, and reluctantly opened her eyes. Seeing her mother, however, she instantly brightened up, and placing a kiss on her cheek. "Mommy!" she said happily, her chubby arms wrapping around her mother to hug her.

Damien whinned.

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Carmella smiled knowingly at her daughter, and then looked over at her son. "Aww, what's wrong, Sweetheart?" she asked, her voice sweet like syrup, and milotic like the sound of water pouring into a tall glass.

" Where's daddy" he yawned.

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Carmella sighed softly. "Daddy is at work." she said, looking at him thoughtfully. "You both know that he has to leave during the morning." Of course, in all fairness, he never left this early. "He'll probably come home for lunch, though." Carmella quickly added, hoping to soften the blow.

Lizzy pouted, and then sighed softly. "Normally we get to see Daddy for a little bit after we wake up..." she whined, her lower lip quivering. Obviously, she was the Daddy's Girl. And when she didn't see her daddy, well, let's just say that all hell broke loose.

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