I'm in love /Q.G/ part 2 (:

FOSTER

Months went by and I'm better now
Brentlys fourth birthday is coming up followed by Sterlings 14th after  Arden's 16th can you believe it my baby boy if getting his license
Ahh we're gonna by him a freaking car
Me and q have been talking and not that we care but we can't have kids so we're gonna become foster parents I think it's good right
We can help someone in need of a place to stay and the kids get a friend and learn about life and that you shouldn't leave your kids
Blah blah
We have to tell the kids first
I made dinner starting it as they got home
Me: hey guys how was school
Arden: nice
Sterling: boring I'm so ready for highschool
Me: mhm
Rowen: it was amazing we played tag at recess and did long division in math and talked about the civil war
Me: that sounds awesome will you take your bag upstairs please
Rowen: mhm

Arden: mom where's dad
Me: he's at work he'll be back in a hour or so what's up
Arden: I was just gonna ask if I can go to a friends later
Me: a girl
Arden: I no I mean I'm not going to a girls house but I think his girlfriend will be there
Me: ok and yes that's fine
Arden: ok great can I take your car at like 530
Me: just don't wreck it please or get pulled over alright
Arden: mk  thanks momma
Me: also I don't care if you want to go to a girls house it's not big deal just don't do anything inappropriate or anything rowen wouldn't do
Arden: ok but I'm not and I wouldn't
Me: I trust you'd make the right decision
Arden: thanks momma
He went upstairs
Quinton got home
He came into the kitchen and hugged me tight
Me: hard day
Quinton: extremely
He kissed me
His lips were extra sweet
Me: what's on your lips
Quinton: about that I had to kinda kiss someone for a picture our lips just touched we didn't kiss
Me: you don't have to explain to me It's fine babe
Quinton : really
Me: I don't care you can kiss whoever at work your still gonna come home and kiss me now kiss
He kissed me
Quinton ; that's right
Me: you better  thank her your lips are soft now
Quinton: so you wanna kiss her now
Me: no I wanna kiss you
We kissed
Me: what car should we get a
Quinton: convertible
Me: omg no he'll cut his head off
Quinton : a cool car
Me: I'll ask him myself
Quinton: no then he'll know that's what we're getting him he wants a car Chlo get him something lame put it in a box and hide the keys and give him the keys after he's all sad
Me: wow you a smart babe
I finished up dinner
Quinton: where's our baby
Me: Brent's in her play pin
Quinton: k. BRENTLY!
He went to go find her
Quinton; here you are kiddo
He picked her up
Brently: hi daddy
Quinton ; give daddy a kiss
She kissed his cheek
Quinton: what'd you do today
Brently: me and mommy colored
Quinton: what'd you color
Brently: mommy! Where my color page
Me: here
I brought them the coloring sheet
Quinton: this is beautiful brent
Brently: tank you daddy
She laid her head on him
Quinton; this is going in our room
Brently: mommy I hungry
Me: dinners ready baby q high chair
He put her in the high chair
I called the kids down
We ate
Me: so guys we were talking about becoming foster parents
Rowens: what's that
Arden: so we're gonna like have other people live here
Me: well yea kinda
Arden; cool I guess
Sterling: why
Quinton; because it's a good thing to do
Arden: dude
Sterling: I don't like it
Me; why not
Sterling: because weird people are the ones in foster homes what if they try to kill us
Me: sterling that's really rude
Sterling: it's true but I'm sorry I'll go
She went to to her room
I cleaned off my plate and went to her room
I knocked and went in
Me: what's that about Belle
Sterling : that's just so stupid mom
Me: taking in a kid that needs help
Sterling: Avery needs help
Me: this has nothing to do with her
Sterling: how could you want to foster some random kid but not Avery who you treat like your daughter
Me: she's not a foster kid Belle if she needs something she can come to us she knows I'm always here for her
Sterling:mom you have to get her out of her house she gets beat everyday and yelled at that's why she doesn't stay here a lot she has a black eye
Omg
Me: s I'd love to help I want to help but I Can't take her out of her home her parents have custody over her
Sterling; please mom she's my best friend if I bring her here see for yourself
Me: sterling I don't think you understand her situation I've known her parents aslong as youve known her she's im danger just telling  you
Sterling: momma please
Me; I'll see what we can do but if her parents find out she'll be in more trouble
Sterling: look I have a picture
She shoes me a couple pictures of Avery's scars and bruises and black eye
Poor kid we gotta help her
Me: ok get some rest ok me and your dad are gonna figure something out alright
Sterling: thank you mom
Me: mhmdoes shs still go to school
Sterling: sometimes she skips sometimes because people are making fun of her for the bruises and stuff
Me: tell her we love her ok
Sterling: mhm kk
Me: goodnight
I went to me and q's room
Him and Brently were laying in the bed
Me: q we have to talk
Brently: mommy
Me: hey baby
I picked her up
Quinton: what's up
He laid on his elbow
Watching as I stripped and put on a sports bra my favorite comfy one and a old t shirt of Quinton's and underwear
I pulled my hair into a bun
Me: I guess I never knew how Bad Avery has it at home I knew it was abs but getting a black eyes and scars
Quinton: when did this happen
Me: sterling told me about it today
I laid down after I cut the lights and turned my lamp on
Quinton: so what do we do
Me: I don't know I need you to tell me
Quinton: what are our options
Me: nothing we can kidnap her but then we'll go to jail or trick her parents into signing over custody or call cps on them and wait a year to get her into probably her grandparents custody
Quinton: I mean that don't sound like nothing
Me: nothing good
He pushed my shirt up rubbing his fingers over my stomach
Me: I want to help her and I don't know how
Quinton: well how'd you get out
Me: I'm not killing her parents that's how I got out q they died
Quinton: I know but we should help her the right way report them to cps
Me: that's not the way to get her
Quinton ; do you think if she came and stayed here for a few days that they'd notice
Me: probably not but we can't kidnap her I'm not going jail 
Quinton : tomorrow morning get sterling to make Avery pack a bag and she can come home with us and spend the weekend I'm sure there to drunk to notice
Me: you think that's a good idea
Quinton: baby everything that happens up here is a great up here 
He tapped his head
His hands moved down my body
Me: q
Quinton: what baby
Me: quin stop
Quinton : I'll stop in a second after I get you rowled up
He pulled on my underwear
Me: Q we're not supposed to have sex yet
Quinton: it's been 7 weeks they said six
Me: my stitches still hurt and we can't have sec until they're removed and healed
Quinton: no sex baby
Me; I'd like to go to bed babe