𝗠𝘆 𝗦𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗿⁵ // 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘳

chapter 34

April 11th, 2041

LEXI'S P.O.V.

"Amy, where are you?"
"Here!" I heard her yell from laundry room.

I swear, if she is fucking touching clothes I will argue.

Whole week I've been controlling myself from snapping at her, but I don't think I can do this anymore.

"Amy what are you doing?"
"Helping you with laundry."
"No, please don't do it. You're just doing the exact opposite. I have my ways for laundry, and I don't like some clothes being mixed. Now please, just sit down and don't touch anything."
"But I wanna help you."

"Amy. I never asked for help. Thank you for wanting to help me, but I don't need it. And kids have their chores to do and you're doing it instead of them, fucking up my parenting. So please, just sit somewhere and leave everything the way that it is."

"But I was genuinely just trying to help, not to do the opposite."
"No, you're not trying to help me, you're trying to make up for the way you acted after the fire. Because now I got your son back and you feel bad. But I don't need that."

"Lexi look-"
"No, let me finish. I understand you blamed me for Jaden's death, and I blamed myself too. And I don't care now, just get over yourself. While you yelled at me last month when Mason said I wasn't spending much time with them, you didn't even try to ask me what's going on but you started yelling, in my fucking house, while kids could hear you. I was doing my best to get your son, and the love of my life back as fast as I could. And I'm not going to let you do things in my house that I don't like you doing. You are here to spend time with Jaden, not fuck up my schedule with chores. So, please, go and spend time with your son, because as soon as you feel that you could give him a little of break, I'm pretty sure he will break down. He wasn't fucking able to get out all of his emotions because you were always checking what he is doing. Now go and check what he is doing. Go, and like, play cards with him or something, when he is having a good hours of his day. And then when the evening comes, please just get out of house, because your son needs a break. Even my 12 year old kids know that he needs a little break. And you fucking don't. Maybe he wanted to go alone with kids and buy them ice cream and take them out because he lost five fucking years of their lives and he wants to try to get to know them. But he couldn't, because you'd insist for them to eat ice cream at home. Like what the fuck? Do I need to remind you that your son is 41? And I'll be the one to tell you because he would never say something like this, but he knows you and your personality. He doesn't fucking know his kids because they are completely different persons from the last time he saw them. So he obviously wants more time with them than with you or even me. Suck it up Amy. I understand he is your son, but he is grown. You lost him for five years and he was your second child to lose, and I understand that, but the way you love him is the way that he loves his kids now. And the way you wanna spend time with him now, is the way he wants to spend time with his kids. So, sometimes, you gotta stop being so selfish because you're not the only one that loves him. Sorry to break it to you, but you're not. He has a family now and that family fucking loves him too."

She was crying in front of me, and I was taking all of my strength not to raise my voice and also not to cty at the same time.

Maybe I crossed the line, but someone fucking needs to put this woman in her place.

"I- I am so sorry. I'm sorry."

She placed her face in her hands as she cried. God, I feel awful now.

"I- I just- I'm sorry. I- I couldn't get over the fact that he would fucking die for a woman that he loves more than he loves me. And it's not your fault. All you did was be so perfect in his eyes for him to fall in love. It was never your fault that he 'died'. I was just so broken." Great, now she's gonna rant to me and I won't know what to say.

I understand that she never got to tell anyone the way she felt, but goddamn. Why me?

"I'm sorry I've been a burden the whole week. I just- I don't even know. I was trying to make up to you, and just try to spend time with him."
"I understand, but there is a line existing. It's called privacy. And you're invading it. Not just Jaden's, not just mine, but kids' too."
"I know. I promise I will go to my home tomorrow." I nodded my head and left the room.

•

"Momma, you're one bad bitch." Michael said as I walked in the kitchen, making my eyes wide.

"Did you just call me a bitch?" I gasped, making him quickly shake his head.

"I didn't mean it like that momma. I mean-"
"I know what you meant, I'm just kidding. I know I'm a bad bitch because Josie tells me that almost every day, but from where is that coming from?"
"I heard you and grandma." He whispered as Josie and Jaden walked in the kitchen.

"You see. This is why you two are my favorite milf and dilf." Josie said as she sat on the island stool.

"Why?"
"Mom didn't get mad that Michael said she is a bad bitch, but instead said she knows she is the one. Like, what mom would let you call her bad bitch?"
"None." Michael added as Jaden wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"Yeah, because they all are dumb." I shrugged, making them laugh as I opened the fridge.

"I agree with you guys. Your momma is the baddest bitch ever."
"That's enough." Michael and Josie said at the same time as I laughed.

"Literally I remember how one night Michael was on a party and was supposed to stay at friends house, and Mason was at gma's and I was supposed to have a sleepover with Celia and Paeka because moms where having mom's night. And I forgot my charger so I got back here and she was the best twerker in the room."
"Josie! You weren't supposed to say that!"
"Definitely didn't need to know that." Michael shook his head as Jaden and Josie started laughing.

"Yeah. When I saw her doing her dancey dance the first time I thought she took some classes. Still 'till this day don't know how every fucking teen girl knows how to do it. I mean, I wouldn't know now, but when I was teenager girls were going crazy at the parties."
"Even mom?"
"No. She did it only in a small circles. On parties, she would just go crazy, but not in that way. And the worst part is that she would always do it on her girl friends."
"Period ma!" Josie high-fived me while Michael just laughed.

"You know what I'm interested in?" I asked as I leaned on the counter behind me, "Did Michael got a girl to do a dancey dance on him?" I smirked as I watched Michael's face turn into bright red color.

Josie and Jaden were interested too to know the answer, making him even more embarrassed.

Oh I love when his face turns red and his eyes gloss over from the embarrassment when I ask him something. It's so funny to watch.

"I think the face says all." Josie said as Jaden fist bumped him.

"That's my son." Jaden said, messing Michael's hair, making Josie and me laugh.

"As far as I heard from mom, Michael also has your blood for being a fuck boy. Dude has body count bigger than number of my age." Jaden's and my jaws dropped as Michael shot Josie a death stare.

"Now it's my time to leave." Michael tried to run out of kitchen before Jaden pulled him back by his shirt.

"Just tell me you wear condoms."
"I do."
"Good. Don't fucking catch STD." He let him go, before Josie bursted into laughter.

"Didn't he, like, lost his v-card like a little less than a year ago?"
"Mhmm."
"Goddamn Jaden, this is your fault. You got it in his blood."
Josie laughed uncontrollably, almost falling off the stool.

"You boys are gross." Josie said, getting up and leaving the kitchen.

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