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Doves POV:

"It's okay baby mommy will see you soon" mom said .

"NO MOMMY PLEASE I DON'T WANNA GO" I was struggling to get out the hold of the officers. "LET ME GO" I screamed my tears were like a river, they just couldn't stop flowing .

My mom and her boyfriend were standing there like they couldn't do anything. "MOMMY! PLEASE DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME" I yelled . My voice sounded as if it was slowly disappearing. I mean everything was happening so quick. More police officers were showing up, but I didn't care I didn't want to leave it was only morning and they force me out of bed. I didn't brush my teeth or wash my face I'm still in my Bubble Guppies pajamas.

My mom was silent most of the time, her boyfriend didn't care it was like he was wishing for this moment. The officers dragged me out my house all the way to the cars . I felt as if I was going to jail. I cried and cried for my mommy,but no one cared to listen. "MOMMY!" I banged on the police car window "Dove!" I heard what I believe was the officer . "Dove!" The officer said again...

"DOVE!"

"DOVE! Come on wake up it was just a nightmare" I was being awoken by the sound of Ezras worried voice as hell. I don't think he has notice yet but I'm awake and I could barely talk because my throat felt dry.

"Ezra" I said in a raspy voice. "Oh! Dove it's okay, you're okay it was just a little nightmare" Ezra rubs his thumb gently across my cheek. It really felt real, I could feel my whole body trembling.

I sat up on Ezras bed and ran my hands through my hair . I don't think I could fall back to sleep.

"What time is it" I spoke softly so I wouldn't hurt my voice worst. "It's 4:18 in the morning" Ezra's says while looking at the time on his phone. So about 3 more hours until sunrise.

"Here let's go to the bathroom" Ezra takes my hand as we move toward the bathroom. His hands are really warm and cozy, it changes the temperature on how I feel cold on the inside.

I sit on the counter of the bathroom sink and Ezra looks under the sink for something.He takes out a tan wash cloth, and wets the cloth with cold water and rings it out. Ezra moves from where he stands to inbetween my legs and gently begins to wipe my face with the cold cloth. I tremble just a bit when it first touches my face, but overall it's relaxes me.

We do this in silence, but the actions speak more then words. I move my eyes to were they make contact with Ezras, he's looking directly at me which makes me feel like I'm floating. I don't know what I feel for Ezra for sure, yet every time I see him I sense the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. I really do believe I falling for Ezra Grey.

"Done" Ezra whispered in my ear as he set the cloth on the counter. Ezra puts both hands lightly on my thigh and peck my forehead.

I give him a sad smile. We stare into each other's eyes for what seems like 20 minutes, only it was probably 15 seconds.

"Okay?" Ezra trailed off

"Okay." My voice cracked while I nodded in agreement. Ezra moved from in between my legs and reached out his hand so I was able to get off the counter.

We walked back to Ezras bedroom my hand held in Ezras never letting go.

"I'll be right back I promise" Ezra states when I sit in the bed. I really didn't want to be alone right now. Even so I didn't feel like talking either , so I just nod my head. Ezra walks out the room now I'm all by myself .

I don't fully want to fall asleep any more, still I'm tired. Not tired physical , but tired mentally like I just as my whole world was falling apart. I bring my knees to my chest and stare at the wall and doze off.

I wanted to talk to someone, the person I would talk to about everything would be my dad it's just he left. I haven't told anyone that, so when people mention him to me and say "where is he" I nicely say he's just not here.

I don't know why he left we use to be close, but if he knew that he was going to have a kid, why'd he leave? Does he even think of me? It's not that I'm mad at him, I can't be mad at him because he left, people have their reasons, yet if he only knew how I feel at times.

I wonder if he feels bad that I won't have a father to dance with at my wedding, or that I have to sit and watch the girls at my school dance with their dads in a pretty pink dress while I sit in a chair with jeans and a T- shirt at a father-daughter dance.

For 13 years I didn't have a father. Yes, he left when I was young, even so I remember every memory we had together. Such as one day we did a challenge where we see who can eat the most candy. Little me, I ate the candy one by one, unlike my dad he stuffed all the chewy candy in his mouth. On that day we should've seen who could get the most cavities after all the candy we ate. Those were the good times.

I sigh at the memories and looking around noticing Ezra still wasn't back. I turn to stare at the wall again.

I do miss my father, but I can't really miss someone that was barely in my life.

I never needed my dad, yes he's gone, but I don't think he's coming back, besides I don't need him. I didn't need him then and I don't need him now. I had 13 birthdays without him, I had 13 Christmas without him, and I had 13 years without him, so I think I'll be fine.

I heard the door crack open taking me out my train of thought. Ezra walks in holding a mug in his hand and a napkin ballad up. He wearing his pajamas pants which show his boxer band and a black T-shirt.

"What's this" I question as he walks steady toward me. Ezra places the mug on the side table next to me and unfolds the napkin in his hand. He sets that down next to the mug, it seems to look like two pills on the napkin.

"I got you a cup of tea for your soar throat and a couple of pills which will help relive your pain" Ezra states. He moves his way back to his side of the bed .

I grab the mug and sip a little of the tea. It has a little of berry flavor with a mix of lemon. I slowly pick up one pill and look at it .

I try and swallow the pill quick so Ezra won't notice my hesitation. I take the other pill and do the same.

"Thank you " I turn to Ezra and smile. I check the time on my phone and see it's one hour later from before. "Ezra I'm so sorry to wake you, you can go back to sleep" I suggest.

"No it's fine love, I'll be right here" Ezra.

"When I was seven years old, which was 10 years ago, I got taken away from my mom." I take a deep breath and avoid eye contact with Ezra.

"April 21st I was sleeping one morning, then there was banging on my home door. Police barged in asking my mother questions waking me out of my sleep. Today I know why they took me and I understand I just wish they didn't. Police took me by my arms and dragged me to their cop car. I screamed and I shouted for my mom, yet she sat there and her boyfriend which is now her husband, watched. My mom and her husband fight a lot, when I mean a lot I mean a lot. Even so I always made sure nothing got to extreme.

I make sure to listen carefully when they argue because sometimes it gets to intense and I have to step in. I also have to make sure that my moms screaming if I hear her stop I get worried and have to check on her and make sure she's okay. It was never like this with my dad, but now he's gone and my mom got married to an abuser and she picks him over me anyways. He'll always be first to her, but I'll never forget what he did." I explain. My tears stream down my face as I try and wipe them.

"I'm sorry" I say. He probably thinks I'm weird now since I told him half of my life. What if he stops talking to me, what if kicks me out his house. Oh no what did I do.

I feel a thumb rub on my cheek and wipe my tear away.

"Never be sorry baby for being you " Ezra whispers softly .We both meet each other's eyes and hold out stare.

"You are the most gorgeous person in the world, you know? You deserve the whole galaxy and if I could give it to you I would." Ezra states.

"I'm proud of you, love"Ezra confessed.

More tears start to fall down my face I pull Ezra closer toward me and I bring him into my brace. I never hugged anyone as tight as I'm hugging Ezra. My tears are pouring into his shirt which I think is wet as hell, but Ezra hasn't let go and holds me.

"You know, what we can just say fuck step-dads we don't need them " Ezra states I laugh and wipe my tears away.

"For a 7 year old you were one strong girl" Ezra adds . I smile at his word . My eyes are very puffy and I want coffee.

"I have a Skateboarding race today do you.." Ezra begins. "Would I like to what" I tease and move closer to Ezra. Ezra clears his throat and tenses up as his jawline sharpens. "Dove" he breathed my name in a warning tone.I move closer to Ezra and trail my finger from his leg to his chest. "Mhm" I respond with.

I back away from Ezra and smirk pulls on my face. noticing the effect I had on him. "You have a little something right there" I point to his pants trying not to laugh. Ezra groans and gets off the bed and goes straight for the shower. I hear the shower turn on and start bursting out laughing.

Ezra took to about ten to fifteen minute shower while I sit and wait. He comes out the bathroom with his hair wet and a white towel around his waist, I'm guessing because he didn't have time to grab his clothes before going into the bathroom because of the "incident".

He looks hot. Stop!

I try and keep my gaze off of him and stare at the wall a head of me. I feel the bed sink to the right of me and I turn and see Ezra with grey sweatpants with no shirt on and his tan six pack.

Holy hell!

I bite my lip and little and turn my head away from him to hide my red checks. I feel a finger go to the right of my jawline and turns my head gently so I'm making eye contact with him.

"So how was your shower" I ask ignoring the tension that's going on right now and has been for the whole night. "It was fine Dove" Ezra shrugs, not leaving eye contact with me.

"Dove would you like to go to my skateboarding race today" Ezra questions, but this time he's not as hesitant, it's like he knows what he wants.

I nod my head in agreement, but when I try to say something nothing comes out. Ezra is making me nervous all of a sudden.

"Okay" I finally get out

"Okay" he replies back

We keep eye contact for a little longer until there's a glimpse of sunlight coming from a Ezras blinds.

"Thank you Ezra" I said. "For everything, I just don't know what I would do with you."

"Anytime gorgeous" Ezra says.

"You can't call me gorgeous right now it's early in the morning and I'm not even ready" I joke.

"You look magnificent every second of every day" Ezra whispers closer to me.
Then I feel a tense if drowsiness of my body wanting to shut down.
"I think I'm ready to go back to sleep, to make up for the hours I missed." I yawn.

Ezra bring me in by the waist to where I settle right in front of him. He wraps his arms around my stomach and rests his neck in the crook of my neck as we continue to fall asleep.

In each other's arms.

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Author's NOTE:

I would also like to say I could've have done this with out and awesome friend of mine Ashlee. Thanks so much for adding spice to the drafts I have <33