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Abby_Cullen · 13-02-2008

Chapter 8

When I woke up I didn't know what time it was or anything. I lay there for about 20 minutes just listening to what Angela and Teresa had to say. I didn't really feel like talking, and I didn't want Angela to know that I was up. I found myself thinking about my dad. For the rest of the ride I silently cried to myself. Thinking of all the things that me and my dad used to do together, I wanted him at my graduation, I wanted him to be a grandfather. Everything was just so surreal. I'm laying in the backseat of a car that isn't my dads, I'm wearing a diaper, and I am with my teacher. It was so confusing. I just want to die, that way I can be with my dad again. I know it is bad to think about that, because I do have it good right now, I am with a loving family, opposed to in an orphage, but, I wanted my daddy. I cried until I had no tears left. I hurt all over, especially my heart.

I felt the car pull to a stop and I pretended to be asleep again. Angela picked me up and carried me into a building. I opened my eyes just a little bit and saw that we were at the Hilton. Teresa had all the bags since Angela's arms were in use. Oh crap! I realized that I was in a wet diaper [I peed in it some time in the car] and there was people around! I know that the way I was being carried that people could tell. My pink skort just didn't cut it. I figured that it would cover the diaper better than pants, but when it is being lifted up by someone's arms it doesn't really cover anything. I was so mortified I didn't know what to do! I could get down and walk so noone would see the diaper anymore, but the people who already saw it would know, and I would be crinkly. Or I could just stay in Angela's arms and I wouldn't be so embarrased. We got up to the check-in counter, and they had to verify our information. Teresa was angry because they overbooked, and now we couldn't stay on the cooperate floor with Adam and Bill. Angela said that she was taking me to the bathroom, she grabbed my diaperbag and headed to the handi-cap stall.

When we got in there she lay me down on the ground. She pulled my bottoms down and undid the diaper. I was blushing, hopefully she didn't notice. She wiped and powdered me, and put on a new diaper. Ugh, I didn't want to wear another one, I wanted a goodnite! I couldn't say anything because I was pretending to be asleep, so it kinda sucked.
Angela set me on the counter leaning against her as she washed her hands, and then took me out to the counter again. I learned that we had a discount because they made a mistake, but we were staying on the 7th floor, instead of the 2nd.
We got into the elevator and into our room. I was put onto the bed and tucked in. I was hungry. I lay there for a bit just to make it like I really was sleeping then I sat up.

"Hey sunshine" Angela said to me.

"Have a good sleep hunny?" Is what I heard from Teresa.

"Yeah I did, I was tired, but now I am hungry."

"No worries" Angela said, "We were just about to wake you up, we are leaving for dinner in 10 minutes, as soon as the boys get here."

"Oh okay. Where are we going?"

"To a little resturant called the Grape Vine." Teresa anwsered me.

Me and my dad used to go to the Grape Vine all the time. Tears welled up in my eyes, I put my face into the pillow to hide my red, wet eyes.

"Awwe baby, what's wrong?" Angela asked me.

"Nothing"

"Sweety just tell me, c'mon I am here for you."

I sat up and looked her in the eye, she sat down next to me and started rubbing my back. "Well, it's just that me and my daddy always used to go to the grape vine for special occasions, that was our favorite resturant" Then I started crying even harder. She pulled me into a hug and rocked me. It made me feel a little bit better. I lost control of my bladder, but didn't even care. Angela wiped my tears away and sat me on her lap and cuddled me. The boys walked in, all ready to go out for dinner.

"There's my girl. How ya doin Lacey?"

"Good" I said in a muffled voice.

Angela gave him a look and he cleared his throat in a weird way and said it was getting late, so we better go. When I looked around the boys were dressed in business suits and Angela and Teresa were in dresses, I guessed I missed when they changed. I felt very childish, with just a pink pleated skort on and a t-shirt that said 'Sugar' on it, with some pink flip-flops on. I wanted to dress up too, but I didn't even have nice clothes to wear. Oh well. We got to the resturant and we were escorted to a table that was already full of people. I guess the whole company went for dinner too. I was the only kid, which made me feel even more small. When it was time to order, I was given a colouring page with a kids menu on the back. I ordered chicken fingers, with fries and a coke. I wasn't really spoken to except by Angela, Teresa,
Adam and Bill. The only time I was recognized is when I got a short introduction from Adam, but that was it. By the time dinner was over I ate all my dinner, had 3 glasses of coke, a piece of cheesecake and a bowl of chocolate ice-cream. I had a huge stomache ache. During dinner I peed in my diaper twice more, and I really had to poop.

"Angela" I whispered to her, tugging on her arm.

"Yeah sweetie?"

"Umm.. I gotta go potty" I said again.

"Just go pee in your diaper hunnie, that is what it is for."

"No uhh... I gotta....uhh... go poo-poo" I said in a nervous voice.

"Ooh okay, it is okay, you can go here, when you are done we can go change you"

"NO! I am NOT a baby! I want to go in the toilet!" I said that a little bit too loudly, and I got a few stares.

I was so embarrased! I ran to the bathroom and went into a stall! I remembered that I had to go poop so I pulled my skort down and started to untape the diaper but it was too late. I was so frustrated with myself, I can't believe I didn't make it! I just pulled my skort back up and sat on the toilet. Angela came in looking for me. She knocked on the stall but
I didn't say anything. She knew it was me and tried to get me out.

"NO NOT UNTIL MY DADDY COMES BACK! NOW GO AWAY!" I yelled at her.

I was so angry! It was her fault for making my dad die! It was all her fault. I didn't forget to tell her that when I yelled at her. That lasted for abotu 10 minutes. I wanted to run away. I ran out of the stall and tried to get out of the door but
Angela blocked it and held me in a tight hug. I punched and kicked her but she never let go. Finally I was so weak I just hugged her back and cried. I apologised over and over again, about how sorry I was. She said it didn't matter, just not to do it again. I promised that I wouldn't and she told me it was time to go. She walked me to the car and put me in the back seat, told me she would be right back and locked the car doors. I was kinda scared all alone in there, not to mention that I was uncomfortable, as I was in a poopy diaper, and it smelt. Angela got in the backseat with me, and then Adam got in beside her. Teresa was driving, and Bill was in the front seat with her. Angela cuddled me in the backseat while Adam cuddled her. It was like one big family.

I fell asleep and was carried in by Adam. The boys went to their room and left us girls alone. Teresa changed my diaper while Anglea had a shower, and I was put in just a nightie and a goodnite. I was tucked into bed and was ignorant to anything else that happened that night. It was a good thing too because during the night Adam and Teresa switched rooms. I don't know what happened, but I am sure that I wouldn't want to know.

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Abby_Cullen Will you be my lion? Historical Donor Staff Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Forks, Washington. Age: 18 Posts: 2,335 Threads: 93 Gallery Uploads: 37 Blog Entries: 11	Chapter 8 When I woke up I didn't know what time it was or anything. I lay there for about 20 minutes just listening to what Angela and Teresa had to say. I didn't really feel like talking, and I didn't want Angela to know that I was up. I found myself thinking about my dad. For the rest of the ride I silently cried to myself. Thinking of all the things that me and my dad used to do together, I wanted him at my graduation, I wanted him to be a grandfather. Everything was just so surreal. I'm laying in the backseat of a car that isn't my dads, I'm wearing a diaper, and I am with my teacher. It was so confusing. I just want to die, that way I can be with my dad again. I know it is bad to think about that, because I do have it good right now, I am with a loving family, opposed to in an orphage, but, I wanted my daddy. I cried until I had no tears left. I hurt all over, especially my heart. I felt the car pull to a stop and I pretended to be asleep again. Angela picked me up and carried me into a building. I opened my eyes just a little bit and saw that we were at the Hilton. Teresa had all the bags since Angela's arms were in use. Oh crap! I realized that I was in a wet diaper [I peed in it some time in the car] and there was people around! I know that the way I was being carried that people could tell. My pink skort just didn't cut it. I figured that it would cover the diaper better than pants, but when it is being lifted up by someone's arms it doesn't really cover anything. I was so mortified I didn't know what to do! I could get down and walk so noone would see the diaper anymore, but the people who already saw it would know, and I would be crinkly. Or I could just stay in Angela's arms and I wouldn't be so embarrased. We got up to the check-in counter, and they had to verify our information. Teresa was angry because they overbooked, and now we couldn't stay on the cooperate floor with Adam and Bill. Angela said that she was taking me to the bathroom, she grabbed my diaperbag and headed to the handi-cap stall. When we got in there she lay me down on the ground. She pulled my bottoms down and undid the diaper. I was blushing, hopefully she didn't notice. She wiped and powdered me, and put on a new diaper. Ugh, I didn't want to wear another one, I wanted a goodnite! I couldn't say anything because I was pretending to be asleep, so it kinda sucked. Angela set me on the counter leaning against her as she washed her hands, and then took me out to the counter again. I learned that we had a discount because they made a mistake, but we were staying on the 7th floor, instead of the 2nd. We got into the elevator and into our room. I was put onto the bed and tucked in. I was hungry. I lay there for a bit just to make it like I really was sleeping then I sat up. "Hey sunshine" Angela said to me. "Have a good sleep hunny?" Is what I heard from Teresa. "Yeah I did, I was tired, but now I am hungry." "No worries" Angela said, "We were just about to wake you up, we are leaving for dinner in 10 minutes, as soon as the boys get here." "Oh okay. Where are we going?" "To a little resturant called the Grape Vine." Teresa anwsered me. Me and my dad used to go to the Grape Vine all the time. Tears welled up in my eyes, I put my face into the pillow to hide my red, wet eyes. "Awwe baby, what's wrong?" Angela asked me. "Nothing" "Sweety just tell me, c'mon I am here for you." I sat up and looked her in the eye, she sat down next to me and started rubbing my back. "Well, it's just that me and my daddy always used to go to the grape vine for special occasions, that was our favorite resturant" Then I started crying even harder. She pulled me into a hug and rocked me. It made me feel a little bit better. I lost control of my bladder, but didn't even care. Angela wiped my tears away and sat me on her lap and cuddled me. The boys walked in, all ready to go out for dinner. "There's my girl. How ya doin Lacey?" "Good" I said in a muffled voice. Angela gave him a look and he cleared his throat in a weird way and said it was getting late, so we better go. When I looked around the boys were dressed in business suits and Angela and Teresa were in dresses, I guessed I missed when they changed. I felt very childish, with just a pink pleated skort on and a t-shirt that said 'Sugar' on it, with some pink flip-flops on. I wanted to dress up too, but I didn't even have nice clothes to wear. Oh well. We got to the resturant and we were escorted to a table that was already full of people. I guess the whole company went for dinner too. I was the only kid, which made me feel even more small. When it was time to order, I was given a colouring page with a kids menu on the back. I ordered chicken fingers, with fries and a coke. I wasn't really spoken to except by Angela, Teresa, Adam and Bill. The only time I was recognized is when I got a short introduction from Adam, but that was it. By the time dinner was over I ate all my dinner, had 3 glasses of coke, a piece of cheesecake and a bowl of chocolate ice-cream. I had a huge stomache ache. During dinner I peed in my diaper twice more, and I really had to poop. "Angela" I whispered to her, tugging on her arm. "Yeah sweetie?" "Umm.. I gotta go potty" I said again. "Just go pee in your diaper hunnie, that is what it is for." "No uhh... I gotta....uhh... go poo-poo" I said in a nervous voice. "Ooh okay, it is okay, you can go here, when you are done we can go change you" "NO! I am NOT a baby! I want to go in the toilet!" I said that a little bit too loudly, and I got a few stares. I was so embarrased! I ran to the bathroom and went into a stall! I remembered that I had to go poop so I pulled my skort down and started to untape the diaper but it was too late. I was so frustrated with myself, I can't believe I didn't make it! I just pulled my skort back up and sat on the toilet. Angela came in looking for me. She knocked on the stall but I didn't say anything. She knew it was me and tried to get me out. "NO NOT UNTIL MY DADDY COMES BACK! NOW GO AWAY!" I yelled at her. I was so angry! It was her fault for making my dad die! It was all her fault. I didn't forget to tell her that when I yelled at her. That lasted for abotu 10 minutes. I wanted to run away. I ran out of the stall and tried to get out of the door but Angela blocked it and held me in a tight hug. I punched and kicked her but she never let go. Finally I was so weak I just hugged her back and cried. I apologised over and over again, about how sorry I was. She said it didn't matter, just not to do it again. I promised that I wouldn't and she told me it was time to go. She walked me to the car and put me in the back seat, told me she would be right back and locked the car doors. I was kinda scared all alone in there, not to mention that I was uncomfortable, as I was in a poopy diaper, and it smelt. Angela got in the backseat with me, and then Adam got in beside her. Teresa was driving, and Bill was in the front seat with her. Angela cuddled me in the backseat while Adam cuddled her. It was like one big family. I fell asleep and was carried in by Adam. The boys went to their room and left us girls alone. Teresa changed my diaper while Anglea had a shower, and I was put in just a nightie and a goodnite. I was tucked into bed and was ignorant to anything else that happened that night. It was a good thing too because during the night Adam and Teresa switched rooms. I don't know what happened, but I am sure that I wouldn't want to know.