Chapter 21

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"Luke!" I called. He came running into the bedroom with paint all over him. "What happened to you?"

"Can you help me?" He pouted.

"But I wanted you to make me food." I sighed, "but I'll help you." I got up and followed Luke to where the nursery was. I walked in and he already had three walls painted.

"I'll finish painting and you set up the cribs." He said pointing to the boxes in the middle of the room. I nodded and sat down. I ripped open one of the boxes and took out the directions. I dumped out the box and looked at all the pieces.

"Well I'm fucked."

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Two hours later and we just finished setting up the second crib. I stood up and stretched out my arms. I walked out of the room and walked into the kitchen. "Luke, where's the peanut butter?" I yelled. He walked into the kitchen and laughed.

"You hate peanut butter."

"I know, but the babies want what the babies want." I shrugged and continued looking through the cabinet's. I found it and grabbed a spoon. I opened the jar and took a spoon full of it.

"Ew, you're gross." He said.

"Well they are you're children too." I shrugged continuing eating the peanut butter.

"But they are also yours." He said pointing to me.

"But you're the one that likes peanut butter." I laughed putting the spoon in the sink and closing the jar. I threw the jar into the garbage and walked to the living room. I sat on the couch and Luke came and sat next to me. I scrolled through my phone and went onto Twitter. I re-tweeted some things and favorited things as well. Hollis started screaming so I got up and walked to Hollis room, Luke following behind. I picked her up and bounced her on my hip. "Shh."

"You're okay baby. We're right here." Luke said rubbing her back.

"Mommy I scared." She cried into my shoulder.

"It's okay baby, I'm here. I'll never leave you."

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Okay, so I said I wasn't able to update but what I had to do got canceled. Harry turned 21 today! My baby's growing up. He can legally turn up in the US now. Oh and sorry that it's short. Okay that's it. Bye.

QOTD: Favorite video game?

FIFA, duh.

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