WICKED: HEXED TWO || URBAN (CB)

Chapter 35

Anais Jones
December 19th
I woke up to the smell of something burning in my kitchen. I went into full panic mode, automatically assuming my damn house was on fire.

I looked over at Luca. That man was knocked out. Thumb in his mouth and everything. He was of no help what so ever.

"Wake up!" I panicked, shaking him awake.

He shot up in the bed, panting like he'd just ran a race.

"The fuck happened?!" He grumbled, rubbing his eyes.

I put my shirt over my nose to stop breathing in the toxic air. "You smell that?"

He smelled the air for a second, trying to process everything. "Aw shit. Smells like sum is burning."

I jumped out of bed, running to go and get my kids. If anything, those were the first ones I would ever protect.

Luca followed after me and we rushed into the kitchen where the smell came from. Lo and behold there the kids were, playing on my stove. Fire all the way up and everything they were trying to 'cook' ended up burnt.

"What the hell are y'all doing?!" Luca exclaimed, running to turn the fire off.

Marz wiped the pancake batter off of her nose. "Making mommy breakfast. What does it look like?"

"It looks like y'all was tryna burn down the crib." He spat.

I pouted my lip. "Awwwww. Not my babies tryna cook for me on my birthday."

"Yeah so go back to bed until we're finished!" Indigo whined. "So it could still be a surprise."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Okay but...turn off the stove. And...don't touch oven either. Don't even touch the microwave. I mean that too! Be careful."

They nodded their heads in agreement then went back to tearing up my kitchen.

"Luca can you use like...some kind of safety spell or something." I pleaded.

Rolling his eyes, he chanted something faint under his breath and I watched as his pupils turned completely white. "Serva haedos meos incolumes. Fac ut asini non husant."

Keep my kids is safe. Make sure they don't buss they asses.

"Thank you." I chuckled, still in awe of his gift.

Walking back into my bedroom, Luca followed me and we closed the door behind ourselves. He collapsed in my bed first and I collapsed on top of him. We were chest to chest now.

"Happy birthday mama." He smiled, kissing me on the lips.

I smiled, sticking my tongue out through my teeth. "Thank youuuu."

He grabbed my ass, squeezing it real hard. Then he pecked me on the lips again.

"With yo old stank breath ass." He joked.

I rolled my eyes. "Like yours don't smell like ten cans of bounce that diabolical ass."

"Woooow you gone do me like that shawty?! Aight." He scoffed.

I plucked him in the middle of the forehead. "Alright mista sensitive. Let's go brush our teeth then."

Lifting myself off of him, I got off of my bed and made my way to my bathroom down the hall. Luca followed me and when we reached the bathroom, his fast ass just had to grab his things first. He acted like it was the end of the world if he didn't come in first for everything.

I rolled my eyes at him, taking my toothbrush and snatching the toothpaste from him. As we brushed our teeth, he stared at me through my mirror. I made a bunch of silly faces at him while he just watched me.