Unwritten (Chaennie G!P)

Part 18

Roseanne's POV

Ella looked stunning in her Belle costume. Jennie broke up with Kai, which was for the best, and came over to help do her hair and makeup. I wasn't the biggest fan of the makeup part. She went light on it though so she didn't look like a harlot.

"Are you coming trick or treating with us?" I asked Jennie since she was still at the house. The sun was still up so we weren't going just yet.

"Jennie you have to come," Ella insisted.

"Are you sure you don't want your Mama all to yourself?" Jennie countered.

"I'm sure."

"Okay. Then I suppose I can tag along," Jennie relented.

"Good. I might need someone to hold me back if one of those little snot nosed shits checks out my baby," I said seriously. I really didn't like the makeup. It made her look too old.

Jennie rolled her eyes.

"Mama, you cussed."

"Yep, and I better not hear you repeat it until you're sixteen," I said.

"Jennie, I think I need more pink powder," Ella said.

"No, less is more with makeup. You want to look like a princess not a clown, right?" Jennie pinned up more of my baby's hair. She had thick, curly hair that was gorgeous.

"You don't see Jennie with a lot of makeup on, do you?" Ella looked up to Jennie. I wasn't mad at that. Despite our first impressions, Jennie was one of the nicest, most genuine people I knew.

"No, but Jennie's not a princess and it's Halloween," Ella reasoned.

"Jennie wants to be a princess though. Also, you're right, it's Halloween and she's still only wearing a little. You look perfect, El," I promised. I wasn't so sure she believed me.

"You're my Mama," she said dismissively.

"Which means I know a pretty girl when I see one. Less pink powder is better."

"Sorry kid, Mama's the boss," Jennie said.

Literally.

"Jennie, where's your Pocahontas costume?" I asked. I was interested in seeing that.

"At home."

"You should have brought it," I smirked. She was still the hottest girl I knew. My crush was still alive and well. I'd gone on a few dates but they all ended in disaster. Except the one with Talia. I slept with her but we weren't compatible so we left it at one date.

"I wasn't planning on dressing up tonight," Jennie said. "I had plans with some cookie dough and a Rob Zombie movie marathon."

"Hmm, I have cookie dough ice cream and a bigger TV if you want to hang out with me and the kid after trick or treating," I offered.

"I don't think the movies I have planned are kid friendly," she chuckled.

"Are you kidding me? She loves scary movies. Joy got her hooked."

"So you have no issue with your eight-year-old watching The Devil's Rejects?" Jennie asked incredulously.

"What's that about?" Ella asked.

"Something we're going to watch after you pass out," I chuckled. I was fine with her watching Halloween, she knew when to close her eyes, The Devil's Rejects not so much.

"Awww man. No fair," ella pouted.

"You're going to get so much candy you won't even notice," I said.