“Mama…” Day spoke again, looking at me with a confused face then suddenly, she started tearing up.
That woke me up from my shock as I panicked. I ran to her and she flung herself to me, already crying.
“What’s wrong, sweetie? Does something hurt?” I asked as I divided my attention to my question and to how unrealistic this is. I am actually holding my moving daughter in my arms…and talking. It’s actually amazing since the last time she opened her mouth to produce a sound before was to cry and wail as a baby.
“No! You looked scared of me!” She wailed.
“I’m sorry sweetie. I thought you were still sleeping so I was surprised to hear your voice.”
Really surprised…shocked to be precise.
***
“Amazing. All her cognitive and physical skills grew with her physical body or rather she’s actually intelligent for her age which is technically just a year old.” Zyla said as we watched Day from the kitchen as she happily talked with her grandparents in the living room.
My parents and Zyla, who coincidentally just arrived in town, rushed here when I informed them that Day is awake. Zane and Abigail are wrapping things up on their end so that they can come home. It was scary for Day and I had the feeling of wanting to just protect her so that she won’t feel scared but I very well knew that it was necessary. Zyla and my mother performed all sorts of tests on Day and my mother said that the results are great. Day is healthy and very much awake. Her body had grown and is functioning as a 5 years old but her mind seems more advanced as said by my mother and Zyla. Zyla, on the other hand, has not provided that much of a feedback from all the test she performed on Day today. It actually made me uneasy because Zyla won’t talk if she’s not sure but for now, I’m putting it at the back of my mind. I want to enjoy the bliss of finally heaving a sigh of relief.
“Hey, it’s time for bed.” I said to Day but they are all intended for everyone.
It’s actually already the middle of the night and I have already seen that Day already yawned three times. I could count it because my eyes could not leave her. I noticed that my parents tensed a bit when they heard me and I could understand because sleeping is a bit of a tense topic for Day. There is the possibility that she might never wake up again. It was yesterday when Day woke up but after all the excitement when my parents and Zyla arrived, she fell asleep on my father’s arms. It was a big relief for everyone when she woke up this morning. It’s just that even if we’re scared, Day is behaving like a normal mortal child even though she is a vampire.
“But mama…” Day began and my heartbeat accelerated. Being called mama makes me giddy with happiness everytime that I hear it.
“No buts sweetie and besides, you’re already sleepy.” As if on cue, Day yawned but after that she turned to my father with that famous puppy do eyes that every children does.
“Grampy…I don’t want to go to bed. I want to stay up with you and grama.” She whined. She only needed one day to know who will spoil her the most. I looked meaningfully at my father who is on the process of succumbing to his granddaughter’s request. He cleared his throat.
“How about I take you to the park tomorrow?” My father asked my daughter and Day’s face shone.
“Yes!” Day squealed. I bet the word ‘park’ just sounded exciting to her considering that she was never been to one.
“Then you need to go and sleep so that you can have the energy to play tomorrow.” My father coaxed.
“Okay.” Day agreed then gave her grandparent’s a kiss on their cheeks before taking my extended hand.
Day gave Zyla a hug and a kiss when we passed by her then we were off to her bedroom. I supervised her as she clumsily brushed her teeth, helped her put her nightgown on and finally led her to the bed so that I can tuck her in. The motherly feeling I’m feeling right now is very new to me but at the same time, it feels so natural. It kind of feels ridiculous remembering how panicked I was when I was still pregnant with Day. I was very assured that I won’t do a good job as a mother like I won’t even know what to do. Yet, it’s like the command is already embedded in my brains.
“Mama?”
“Yes sweetie?” I asked as I pulled the blanket to her chin and sat down beside her like I did so many times when she was sleeping beauty.
“I want to see papa.” She said and I tried my best not to twitch my expression and kept my smile.
“Like I said, papa is so busy.”
“But I don’t understand why I can’t see him.” Day insisted like she did yesterday and she’s actually right. ‘Busy’ is an unknown word to her.
“You will sweetie.” I said, a bit careful of saying the promise word. Day yawned and I found the opportunity to end the topic. “Go to sleep sweetie, grandpa will take you to the park when you wake up.”
“Okay.” She said, her voice already a bit distant.
Even though the topic has been avoided with sleep this time, it will never end. Day actually doesn’t know that she has been sleeping all this time. It’s like she was “sleeping while living” all this time because everything that’s happening with her is a mystery. She knew who her grandparents were even though I never introduced them, she knew Zyla, she knew that she has an uncle Zane and aunt Abigail and most importantly, she knows that I am her mother and Josh is her father which is impossible because the last time she saw me with her eyes was when she was a baby unless it’s that mother and child bond then sure but to actually also know that Josh is her father is the most impossible of all. Day never met Josh. When we tried asking how she knew all of the things that she said, she would pause then look all confused meaning that she also don’t know. As for Josh, I don’t know. Day is awake and seems to be okay now. I don’t have any reason to approach him and yes, he has rights to know as the father but Day’s safety from the vampire species outweighs that reason and besides, he will be marrying someone else and will be starting a family with someone else. I think it’s better if he stay out of our life.