chapter one hundred and eighteen

Tyler's POV

"Dad?" I heard that almost irritating little voice from afar - "DAD, WAKE UP!"

Okay, it was an irritating voice.

I slowly open my eyes and see that undefined color hair, yes undefined because it seems to change color every day, blond, brown, black, and so on. Anyway, the first thing I could identify was the half-blond/half-brown hair looking like a lion's mane in front of me. It was very messy. God help me.

"Looks like you've seen a ghost," Emily says as she ties her hair. How ironic.

"I've seen worse," I finally say as I sit up on the bed.

"Dad, mom's not going to work today," Olivia starts jumping on the bed.

"Seriously?"

"Afternoon and evening shifts, got the day off." She said, smiling.

"You can do that?" I asked confused.

"Things have changed at that hospital now," she says with a somewhat smug smile.

"Don't tell me..."

"Yeah, I used my villain side," she says, convinced.

Aah, you should have recorded a video for me."

"Mom, if you're not going to take care of Dav