Page 51 of Daddies' Little Spitfire

She could see through the crack of clothes that they were standing in the doorway, looking right at her. Hedda was mad at herself. How could she have fallen asleep like that? She didn't fall asleep and yet, she had and who knows for how long.

She was mad at herself because after only two days of being with the twins, things were starting to change. And she didn't know if it was for the better or worse. Hedda really needed to find a way out of this house and fast.

She could feel herself starting to get attached to them. She had promised herself she wouldn't and yet here she was. Hedda grabbed a fist full of her hair and started to pull. Maybe that would knock some sense into her.

"No hurting yourself," Oliver said. "Stop pulling your hair."

Hedda let go but she glared at him. She shouldn't be paying attention to what he said, but the tone of voice he used made her want to. He wasn't the boss of her and yet he was proving he was.

"Hedda," Leo gently said. "You didn't do anything wrong."

Her eyebrows furrowed together but she quickly madeher face blank. She didn't want them to know what she was thinking.

"The room you were in is a room we plan on sharing with our girl," Leo said.

"Sharing the room with you," Oliver clarified.

Her eyebrows shot up at the mention of sharing the room with her. Why would they want to do that? She wasn't their girl.

"You are our girl," Oliver said, almost as if he could read her facial expression. "You've been our girl since you got introduced to us. We knew from the first interaction and talk with you, that you were our forever girl."

Hedda blinked several times, willing herself not to cry. Oliver didn't talk much, but when he did, he had a way with words.

"It's a room for us to share when you're feeling big," Leo said. "You can go into that room whenever you want. If it helps you sleep better, feel free to go in there and sleep."

It was so tempting to act on that. She had the best sleep since the incident in that room. Maybe it was their scents surrounding her, but she didn't know for sure.

She shook her head and pushed herself against the wall, trying to cover herself even more with the hanging clothes. She didn't want them to see her right now.

"You're okay," Leo said. "Everything is going to be okay."

"If you want to stay in here because you feel safe, then you stay there. We're here if you need us," Oliver said. "We want to help you in any way we can."

"If we're doing something wrong, let us know. If you think something else would help you more, let us know," Leo said.

Her head was spinning with all the information. They had told her several times that they were here for her but none of it felt right or actually stuck to her. She didn't know what was different with this time.

"I just want everything to go back to the way it was. I want everything to go away and not have to deal with anything anymore," she whispered.

Hedda closed her eyes, regretting saying anything. But she couldn't help herself. it just flew out of her mouth before she could stop it.

This is what she was thinking about earlier. Things were changing. Before the twins took her, she would've never said anything like that. Hedda would've cursed and told the person to go away and leave her alone.

Now. Now she was telling the twins she wanted things to go back to the way they were before the incident. She wanted things to just disappear.

That wasn't like her.

"You can't push them away," Leo gently said. "I know it sucks but the best way to deal with them is to talk about it."

She shook her head, but she knew they couldn't see her.

"The longer you hold everything in, the harder it's going to be to talk about it. It's only going to get worse if you don't talk about it."

“No,” she said.

She didn’t want to do that and they couldn’t make her.

“Ten seconds of courage,” Leo replied. “That’s all you need to start it and it’ll get easier.”

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