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"Tavio is so cute!" My mom said as she holds the baby in her arms.

We were at Manny house in the living room, my mom wanted to visit since she wanted to see the baby again.

"Yeah he is." The doors open of the entrance and Haven step in with baby equipment.

"Um?" I looked at him weird, but when Matt entered, he was carrying a baby in his arms.

"What the fuck?" I stand up and move to Matt.

"Who's baby is that?" Matt looks at Haven then back at me.

"Ours." Haven stepped in.

"Congrats but how old is the baby?"

"3 and half months."

"Can i carry it?" Haven nods and Matt pass the baby. I put the baby in my arms and sat in a couch. I observe the quiet baby who had their eyes close.

For some reason the baby draw to me. "What's it name?"

"Rubi." Haven said and I look back at the girl.

Rubi.

She was cute, adorable, I couldn't help but smile at her. "She's cute." I said softy. "Last name?" I ask.

They stayed quiet for a second, "she doesn't have one." I nod at them and the rubi eyes began to open.

"Heyy." I said softy and the baby smiles. Her eyes reminded me so much of mine, I couldn't believe how adorable she looks.

Rubi then began to cry, Haven came towards me but I stopped him. I swaddle the baby and she began to calm down.

"Seems like she likes you." Matt smiled, and I look at their adorable cheeks.

"Yeah she seems to."

...

A hour later and I was feeding the baby.

I couldn't step away from the baby, it's like she has total control over me or something. "Hey Frank." Matt walked in.

"Hey." I felt bad for taking their baby away from them.

"I'm sorry, here take Rubi." Matt shakes his head knowing what I was talking about.

"No, don't feel bad. I think the baby founds it's real daddy." My mouth gaped and he left the kitchen.

Daddy?

I look at the baby, "well Rubi, your are the girl I'm going to protect. Just so you know, Daddy or not, sweet cheeks." I kiss Rubi cheek and she giggle.

All day I spend it with Rubi, Jett even found the baby so cute. He would talk about his legos and shows he likes to the baby.

I bathe the baby, I feed the baby, I took care of the baby.

It was time to leave and my heart was breaking because I didn't want to leave Rubi but I had to.

"Franco." I had place Rubi in her bed cage.

"Yeah?" I look at Haven.

"We were thinking, if you wanted to take of the baby. You seem attach to it. We can stay over your house if you want, and will help take care of the baby."

For some reason, I couldn't leave Rubi.

"Okay."

And that night, I barely got sleep. Rubi kept crying, I feed her and somehow still sleeping. We had put the crib in my room just because I didn't want her in a different room, or away from me.

"Okay, okay. You can sleep with me." The baby had calm down, and was yawning. "I knew you were tired, hell I'm tried too baby."

I had put pillows to protect the baby from falling off the bed. I lay down and saw Rubi snoring, which made me giggle.

"So cute." I whisper, I then closed my eyes.

This baby wasn't even mine but I felt so attach to the baby, I felt bad for taking away their baby but I don't. I love the baby already, like what is wrong with me.

...

I woke up and turn my body to see the baby but it wasn't there. "Holy shit!" I got up quickly to look for the baby. "Did I kill it?"

No, that's a little crazy.

I head downstairs, hearing chatter coming from the kitchen. I ran inside and Haven was feeding the baby. Matt looked at me and laughed.

"How's being a father?" Matt asked and laughed.

I sigh and softy banged my head on the fridge. "Fucking sacred me! I thought I killed her."

They laughs and I shake my head. "We heard the baby fusing so I knew she would be crying. I took her, my sister had babies and I took care of them sometimes. I have experience."

"I forgot you had sisters."

He has two sisters, one of them got pregnant with twins. I don't know about twins but you got to work with it.

"There we're at my weeding, they kept asking to dance with you."

"Oh yeah." I said in annoyed. I remember his sister would ask for a dance and Gabby would dance with me instead. I love her jealously, makes me turn on.

"I got to go to the club. You have the baby?" I ask and they nod.

"We are the guardians of the baby."

"Rubi, I will see you later." I place my finger in her little hand she tightly holds it.

"Go." Haven said and I nod, not wanting to leave.

I get to the club, usually it was cleaning day but some people come inside just to get one drink. Funny part, is I see the girl in the mask sitting weirdly on a chair.

She waved at me, like she knew I would come earlier.

"Hello Franco." Her rusty but sweet voice speaks.

"Where are my bartenders?" I ask, not seeing anyone.

She shrugged her shoulders, "I dismiss them, also I stole a bottle. I had put it on your tab." I grab a stool and sat in several feet away from her but I was wanted to test her patients.

I took two steps forward and she raised her hand. I then place the stool down and I cross my arms. "How did you know I would come?"

"Nice baby, she's cute."

I dropped the weird act I had on and got up from my chair, she immediately raised her hand with a gun pointed at me. "Calm down, I won't hurt a baby. I'm
not that stupid. So tell me about this Rubi."

My jaw clench and I sat back down. "She's a baby."

She chuckles, "no shit. Tell me how's the experience with the baby."

"Why so interested?" I raised a eyebrow.

"I love babies, didn't have time to take care of one or I couldn't really. Tell me how's the experience."

I hid the question I had for her, "she's adorable, cute, and I feel horrible taking their baby away from them." Why did I find it easy to tell her?

"Haven and Matt I presume." I nod. "When my baby was taken away from me, my heart was shattered.." she started playing with her fingers, she was wearing gloves. "I didn't want the baby gone but they took the baby away from me. Now you have the choice to have a baby, don't let Rubi out of your sight."

My heart ache for her and the baby she lost. "I'm sorry for what happen to you."

"It's no biggie, got to be strong and one day, we will meet again." She stands up and looks at her watch. "Times up. Until next time."

"Until next time." She walked past me and I let her walk.

She's the enemy, and I let her free.

Why is she making me feel this way?

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-Yeet

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