I woke back up to them both being asleep still, so I slowly slipped out of the bed and wandered the house quietly. I snuck into my own little bed room and climbed into the playpen, but soon realized that I was stuck and wouldn't be able to get back out. So there I sat, whining for someone to come get me- but no one came. I laid my head down and curled up on my side while I played with the toys close by. I played silently, waiting for someone to awake. I slowly got impatient and soon started rocking the sides of the pen and cried out slightly, before I knew it I had tipped the pen over and I was laying on the side and there I lay crying. Eventually Garrett wandered in and scooped me up, carrying me off to the living room and setting me down on the couch. Rose worked her way to me and handed me a bottle and flipped on the TV; No one spoke a word that morning. So I laid on the couch watching the TV, holding my bottle in my mouth, just to take a few sips every once and awhile. A long while passed by before I had realized that Rose and Garrett hadn't passed me by in a bit, so I slipped off the couch and waddled around the house, in desperate need of a change, looking for them both. I started to whine as I crawled my way up the stairs, I reached the top and went to the first open door, poking my head in I saw Garrett laying on the couch in his hide out room. But at a further glance in, I saw Rose leaned against the wall beside the couch. I just sighed and wobbled past the door, my mind was racing as well as my heart, I was slightly panicking and didn't want to admit I was jealous of the two. So I managed my way to the upstairs bedroom and pulled out my paci and popped it into my mouth, I wandered around the room and started getting into things I knew I wasn't supposed to be. At the moment, I didn't care, I just kept as quiet as I could and eventually started pulling the clothes from the closet. I pulled down some stored away diapers and baby things from the very top shelves and it made a good thump; I stood silently and listened out to see if I had been found out. But after some time no one came so I whined and sat on the floor, very upset with the state my diaper was in, I started to strip out of my clothes and eventually pulled off the tabs from my diaper. Though I found that I didn't know what to do next, so I rolled up the yucky diaper and set it away from me, I got back to sorting through the stuff, sitting with a bare bottom on the floor. By the time the two came looking for me the room was a disaster and I had puddled on the floor, but I was laying on my side fast asleep. The two looked at each other and sighed, Rose picked me off the floor and carried me to the bathroom. I whined half awake and looked up at her, I started to wake up more and I started to sob. Rose set me down on the bathroom rug and readied me a bath but all I could do was sit there and cry. She sat on the floor in front of me and held her arms open to me, I leaned into her sobbing a good while before calming down and looking up at her. Seeing I was calm, she smiled at me and sat me in the tub, I whined a soft protest but sat in the tub without another sound. I stared at the water with a thumb in my mouth, ever so softly kicking my feet side to side in the water. I was still upset- but I didn't want to admit that to a soul. So there I sat, waiting, waiting till someone, anyone spoke. But the anger never came, no yelling, no arguing, not even any true words about the matter- I felt as if they didn't want to bring it any attention. I felt it, that feeling- they were trying to wait it out, but this wasn't goin to pass with time, I was hurting. I was hurting down deep and I didn't know why. I hated it, this feeling, it was- undescribable, the pain was so deep I couldn't think of the right words to even start to describe it to my own mind. Weeks passed without a single word about the silent storm I was hiding- I just kept acting as fine as I could. As far as I knew, they thought I was just being grouchy and fussy.