Mr & Mrs Montero

We not bad parents right?

Kalani's POV

"We will talk about all that when the others are here. Please go wait in your bedroom. The family meeting will resume in twenty minutes." Montero pulled Charlie out the chair, pushing him towards the door.

"Man, more waiting. This is getting troublesome," He muttered and he walked out disappointed.

"Girls, its time to take a bath." Montero informed them.

"Nooo..." They whined. But they reluctantly stood up and they held out their arms so Montero could pick them up.

Then I remembered, where the hack did Ramsay go? So I asked and his response was rather a shocker.

"Oh, she was you the whole time." His response oblivious to my shock. He kept picking up each child so he could place them on the floor safely, careful not to hurt himself.

What?!

She was with me the whole time? And I didn't notice her at all, this whole time? I'm really starting to lose my mind I guess.

"How is she? Did she freak when all of that was taking place?" Montero looked at me this time.

"I'd be shocked if she wasn't. She was a bit shaken, but she came around." All I did was just nod. The kids finally got out the door, and he turned back at me.

"Now, back to the serious stuff, the kids. What are we going to tell them about how we met. I mean, its not an ideal meet up. And its definitely not something I'm proud off." He turned away.

"I think its best to mute the room first." Just in case the kids were still outside, mainly Charlie.

"Sure." He gladly agreed. He took the remote and he activated mute and placed the remote back in its place.

"So, the kids..." He started,

"Hey, you look at me." I called out.

He turned around. His face held a lot of disappointment and hurt. He didn't have to say anything. He

didn't have to say anything. His eyes could tell.

"We are one weird family I give you that, but we are a solid family. A strong family and right now, we are a mess. A big mess. But that's ok. But trust me, we will get through this, ok? We'll come up with a plan. We always do, we the Monteros right, nothing is hard for us, right?" I think I was trying to convince myself more than I tried assuring Montero.

Montero just smiled and came towards me. When he was towering over me, I looked up, and he slowly gave me a head pat.

"Right..." He assured me, nodding.

"We not bad parents right?" I asked, sceptical, I held on to his arm. "I mean, we basically going to lie to them about how we met and I just, I don't know, are we doing this parenting thing wrong? I thought I was getting the hang of it." I muttered the last part to myself.

"Its a good lie this time, I think." He sat down, caressing my cheeks this time. "I love you ok? And how we met isn't important. Well at least not for us. We will come up with a plan, ok?" I smiled, pulling him into a hug.

"Ok." I whispered. Within seconds though, Montero hissed.

"My arm, my arm.." I quickly let go off it and I apologised.

"Sorry." I pouted.

"Its ok mi amore." He kissed my forehead. "Now, lets get ready for that meeting yeah?"

"Si." I nodded.

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20 minutes later.

Going downstairs again was giving me anxiety. I mean, who would have thought so much could happen in a day? We got attacked, Montero got shot, I found out that Montero was allergic to bullets-I mean really, bullets?- I fainted, my kids had a melt down and I felt like a failure parent for the first time in sixteen years.

A lot hey?

The twins were finally in bed. But that was justified. It was already 9 p.m. And dad decided he was going to join the meeting. That alone was a red flag. We decided it was best for Ramsay to join the meeting. Seven and Felix thought it was a good idea to sit this one out.

They said it was better if they didn't intervene because it was strictly family. Although we did regard them as family, they decided to exclude themselves. But I think the real reason they excluded themselves was to avoid the pending drama that was to unfold.

And truth be told, if I had a choice, I'd pretend nothing ever happened or better yet, somehow just pre-install the truth in their minds and just see their reactions right after.

When we got downstairs, everyone was sitting down except Enzo, who was standing next to couch. Charlie was sitting on the mat. Placido was sitting next to dad. Ramsay was sitting next to Eawa, holding her hand.

I sat on the couch that was reserved one person and Montero stood next to me.

"I know that some of yall are not particularly happy with this situation at the moment," He started.

"Yea think?" Dad scoffed.

"Dad please." I begged.

"Sorry." He raised his hands in defeat.

"But since we all in this situation, I think its best if I take questions instead and just tell yall what yall need to know." He suggested. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Ok who will go first?" Charlie quickly picked up his hand.

"Charlie it is." I nodded.

"How did yall meet?" He asked.

"In a café." Montero confidently replied, while I said, "He tried to kill me."

I covered my face in embrassement, while Montero kept his straight face.

"That is not how yall met, is it?" Charlie chuckled.

"No..." We admitted.

"The nerve yall still have to lie." Enzo snarled, walking away.

I immediately stood up and said, "We met at a bar called The Phoenix." He stopped. "The reason why I we lied was because we felt like failure parents." He turned around. "I can deal with a lot Enzo, but I don't wannabe a bad parent." I whispered, playing with my hands.

"You not mom." I looked up and smile. "You are anything but a bad parent. Hack, I have the best parents in the world." He looked at Montero and he smiled. "I just got overwhelmed with everything that was going on and I freaked. I mean, it was a lot." I nodded, tearing up. "It is a weird place to meet but, that's ok too. But please don't lie, I don't think I can't take anymore of that." I frantically nodded my head. He smiled, he looked at Montero who also nodded then he went back to his place.

I also sat down and I calm down, rubbing my belly. Speaking of which, I'm craving for cheese curls with brown bread and peanut butter.

"Ok, now that we have established that, what's the next question?'

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Moral of the story: Don't lie to your kids.

Hey humans. I'm back with another update. This chapter took me about 6 hours if not longer. I have literally done nothing today but update. I hope yall are happy with your author. This is the place were I can interact with yall. So, tell me, what do yall think about the characters so far and the storyline. I'm rather curious.

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