Helpful tips (Cameo)

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"Jeran, I"m coming with you. I have to help he.." I feel panicked. I feel absolute fear and terror filling me up from the bottom to the top. What is he not telling me? Why is he keeping me from seeing her? There can only be one reason and that's because she's either dead or dying... Oh please dear lord, don't let her be dead. The thought keep running through my mind and I can't help but see these images of her in a hunger games like state. Her eyes, cold to the world with a blank expression as the life is no longer inside of her. Her body mangled and bleeding out or something truely horrid as I can keep getting these awful pictures in my head that are making my stomach drop to the bottom of my feet.

"NO! You will stay here. I don't want you anywhere near her right now. Keep Mira safe. Don't open the door for no one. You hear me?" Something about his voice is offsetting. Why would he tell me to not let anyone in? Is she still in trouble? Or did he do something and take her body with him? What the hell has he done?

"Je..." I try to say but he rushes out the door leaving me completely frightened and with a crying Mira in my arms. I start to bounce up and down immediately because that usually helps when Matthew does it. He's found something that soothes her or maybe it's just because its him. I'm not sure. She's taken to him so well and she will easily calm herself when he talks to her. "Mira, my sweet girl, don't cry. Daddy will be back soon with some milk. Just stop crying, honey. It'll be alright. That meanie ole uncle of yours is going to get it for waking you up."

I coax the child, but the whimpers don't stop immediately. Instead, it seems to tire her out even more and she fights the sleep and calm that i'm trying to help her with. "Do you have a tummy ache?" I wonder and lay her across my arm and place a hand between her legs and rest my hand on her butt and start to pat it gently. I feel exhausted in trying to get her to calm down, but soon enough, three trips up and down the stairs almost has it until new noises invade the otherwise quiet house. Keys jingle as they get placed on the table and Kyanite rushes to the kitchen to see Vy and Brooklyn.

"Hey..."

"Vy. Thank God you're home. Where are they? Why are you not with them?" I question her and look from her to Brooklyn. "Hi Brookie-baby! How you doing today?"

With a shake of her head, she answers Vy's question she chose otherwise to ignore the first time. "No I'm not okay. Jeran stormed in here... and took off." I get quiet, not wanting to mention how off he really was when he did come in. Not only that, but practically yelled at me for wanting to go help. "He frightened Mira when she was taking a nap and I can't get her to calm down. I'm about to pull my hair out, Vy... I scared. I don't know what's going on. I just know it's about Charlie. I need to go find out..? I don't know how serious it is... or if she's dying."

Frustration gets the better of me so I go to sit down on the recliner and place Mira on my lap and keep one hand under her head and coax my finger to her mouth until she sucks on it a little but her face screws up yet again in anger.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce

Seeing Kyanite is an odd relief for Vy, even with crying Mira and all. Suddenly it sounds like she's needed, and that's byfar the thing she's needing most right now. Maybe she does still have a part in this family? As Kyanite's close friend, and a helping hand? Certainly that's better then nothing. Even if the Brunette's assuming she should be with the trouble occurring. "Had to pickup Brooklyn from daycare." She explains herself like she'd actually prefer being next to Jeran and his old/new girl. 'Least Ky's a lot more happy to see Brooklyn.

"I goods." Brooklyn answers with no effect to what's going on. "I play at nursery wit friends today." She shares while venturing over to give Kyanite's legs a hug. "How Mira?" And just like everyday since they've returned home, she immediately questions about the little one.

An awkward stance carries Vy as she follows them into the living room. Somehow she's no longer worried about the drama of her boyfriend, but instead the stress being tolled on his sister. Already hard enough getting used to being a mommy. And kindly enough, Jeran's scared her to no end. "Your friend's not dying." Vy attempts to reassure with a sigh. "Seemed she just got released from the detention center. Was punished pretty badly for something." Might as well give Ky the truth since no one else will. "She's not in the best shape, but she's going to be okay." If only she wasn't talking about the girl Jeran stares at with love-filled eyes.

The baby has no interesting in calming down, and Kyanite's hardly in a position to relax herself. After all thats happened, now she has to deal with this. Guilt kicks into Vy rather then jealousy. Guess that is slightly better. "Want me to take her?" She offers since it's the only thing that she can help with. "Brooklyn was twice as fussy as Mira when she was an infant. I've figured out all the tricks."

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A crying Mira is all I can hear. Even though I ask Brooklyn how she was doing, I could barely hear with the tiny cries that are echoing in my ears. It's a sweet cry and all, but for the last twenty minutes, I just can't get her to calm down and I don't know why. There isn't anything going to work and I'm feeling nothing but exhaustion right now. I want sleep, but Mira comes first. That's a fact. When Brooklyn hugs my leg, I reach down to pat her head but she asks about Mira.

"Mira is scared, sweetie. I'm just trying to get her to stop crying." I tell the toddler and see the look on her face when she sees her. She always has this look like she's going to be the best thing for Mira and acts like such a big sister. I'm grateful for the little tyke. Though when it comes to Vy, I'm really glad that she knows what's going on cause she's the first to tell me what's going on and that's relieving the stress building up inside of me.

"Your friend's not dying. Seemed she just got released from the detention center. Was punished pretty badly for something. She's not in the best shape, but she's going to be okay."

My heart aches for Charlie. She was in town being punished and in severe pain while I didn't even know she was suppose to be released. Why didn't Jeran tell me that she was going to be released? It is a little bit of a relief that she's going to be okay, but if she was punished... I remember what happened to Matthew. We didn't know if he was going to be okay or not. His wounds were horrible and some were so deep. Infection was something we feared would happen. Luckily it didn't and he healed okay. Poor Charlie!

As I sit on the chair with the crying baby girl, and try to calm her with my finger tickling her lips, Vy's coming over closer to me to look at Mira. Brooklyn even does the same and her small hand touches Mira's head and she gently strokes her head and then whispers in her ear. "You is otay, baby Mira."

I cock my head to the side and grin at the little girl but Vy's offer to help is just what I need at this moment. So, I look at Mira and bring her up a little, kissing her on her nose and handing her to Vy. "Please... try something. Maybe I'm just unfit to be a mom if I can't even get her to stop crying." I plead with her and then drop my head into my hand and close my eyes. My shoulders feel tense and my nerves all tight in my neck as I try to take my free hand and massage the back of my neck roughly to get the ache away.

"Brooklyn was twice as fussy as Mira when she was an infant. I've figured out all the tricks." She tells me and I roll my head to the side, still in my hand to look up at Vy as she cradles her in her arms, and pressing her against her but Mira's cries continue and she stretches herself outward.

"I wish Matthew were here. He has a special way to get her to calm down and I don't know how he does it. When she's fussy like that... he always just takes her." I try to tell her and suddenly feel a yawn come on and I take a huge breath with the yawn. "New babies are so exhausting. Vy, I was definately not ready for this." I tell her in confidence cause that's the way I feel right now. I'm tired and I want sleep. "What are you doing?"

I ask her as I watch her walk off to the couch and grab one of the newly washed and dried blankets and lay it flat while expertly holding Mira in one arm. "Explain..."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Odd how holding a baby seems to calm everything. Despite the fact that Mira's crying like she's being tortured, Vy's mind is completely off of her troubles when she scoops up the little one. Currently, her only goal is to help Kyanite with calming down the infant, and she couldn't be more grateful for that. It does sadden her when Kyanite's expresses that she's stressed enough to consider herself an unfit parent. How she can remember those gruesome moments when Brooklyn was little. Least Ky has support, which Vy is determined to continue providing. "Don't say that." She attempts to reassure as she bounce the rascal in her arms. Would mean she's a terrible mother given Brooklyn's cried like this many of times.

"Shhh, babygirl." Vy tries to sooth with a gentle rock. Hard to tell what a baby wants at this age, but Vy's set on figuring it out. Obviously Kyanite must of tried feeding and changing her, leaving it down to simply discomfort or exhaustion. She listens to how tiring it is, as she bounces the Rugrat back and forth. It's like preaching to a choir. "No one is." She explains to Kyanite with a soft grin, given she admitted to not being ready. Sort of funny since she seemed more prepared then Vy ever was. Guess it's a challenge no matter what.

Clearly there's only one thing that's going to settle this rascal. Without a second of hesitation, Vy heads towards the couch where a baby blanket is very much available. "The baby swaddle." She shares while laying out a blanket and balancing Mira in one arm. The infant's placed down in the center, and Vy begins wrapping her up like a burrito.

A grin crosses Vy's lips when Kyanite questions what she's doing. "I wish Brittany taught me this before it became to late." She laughs softly as Mira begins to settle from the comfort of being enclosed. The peaceful baby is again in Vy's arms as her grin grows wider from success. "When they're young they like being \wrapped up like they're still in the womb." What would they do without this privilege? The feeling of being able to quiet a baby is unbelievable.

"You should go to sleep." Vy advices while the grin stays upon her cheeks. "I can get the girls to bed." Given that she's felt unimportant since Charlie came about, it's the least she can do.