When Bruno walked out of the bedroom that next morning he squinted his eyes seeing Marla sitting on the couch with the babies and Rosie sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast watching the cartoons Marla had put on.
"Good morning, Bruno." She smiled at him watching him walk over to Rosie kissing her head.
"Good morning." He smiled walking back to her kissing her head the same way he did to Rosie. He sat down next to her watching her intently. :Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine." She paused leaning over to get the letter he had written her. "Are you okay?"
He shrugged his shoulders not sure how to answer. "I think if I can get it out I'll be okay." He told her.
"So you're going to go to the studio?" she asked him.
"Yeah. I think so. But after I do those voice overs." He told her.
"Oh. So you don't know when you'll be home?" she asked him.
"I don't know. I mean..." Bruno started to get worried.
"Bruno...." She set down one of the babies in a walker wrapping her arms around him. "Do what you need to do to feel better about this. I can see it in your eyes..." she pushed a curl out of his eye trying not to cry. "It's okay."
"Are you sure? You'd have Rosie and the babies..." he worried.
"Yes. Go. Go to the studio. We'll be okay." She answered watching the babies move their hands next to each other.
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Bruno looked over to the table of soda and cigarettes. He grabbed the cigarettes not even caring that he was inside pacing back and forth by himself. He glanced at his phone seeing that it was almost 9 at night. With the cigarette in one hand and a pen in another he started writing again. This is shit. He thought to himself. "This is shit." He said outloud.
"No. It's not." He heard Marla's voice behind him. He quickly turned around seeing his wife with her hair in high ponytail, sweat pants and one of his shirts with flip flops on.
"You're going to freeze wearing that." He told her.
"I think I'll survive." She laughed walking closer to him.
"Marley....sit down." He said to her patting the chair next to him.
"Okay..." she smiled grabbing his hand.
"Listen to this...." He said pressing a button playing a few seconds of the song he had been working on throughout the day. She laid her head on his shoulder closing her eyes hearing his voice feeling his heart race.
"Bruno....quit being so hard on yourself. It's good. I can feel everything with the song."
She felt him lift her head up turning her toward him. "I love you." He said to her leaning in to kiss her lightly. She grabbed his face with her palms holding onto him tightly.
As he stopped kissing her she opened her eyes smiling at him. "I love you more." She told him sweetly.
"Mar...where are the babies?" he asked her.
"They're fine. They're with Travis and Lisa." She said getting off of the chair wrapping her legs around him in his chair.
"Oh. Okay." He answered still not catching on to where her mind was.
"Bruno!" she exclaimed.
"What?" he wondered looking at her.
"I am sitting on top of you with the easiest clothes in the world to rip off and I'm obviously not wearing a bra." She looked down at her shirt shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh...right...yeah..." he laughed laying his head into her neck starting move his hands up her back. "Damn. You weren't lying. You don't have a bra on...."

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The Good Life
FanfictionThis is my first fanfic. SInce I've written several more, but this is my baby. It's been on tumblr for a good while now, but if you haven't read it, I think it's pretty fab. Bruno is just starting out when he takes the time to perform at one of his...