The Moon And His Star

Is This The End?

"Luna its bed time." Jamila called out as she heard laughs and footsteps from the next room.

"Aww." Luna and Marc both said. Jamila chuckled and watched the door open.

Marc came in holding Luna in his arms. Both of them making a sad face at her. Jamila put her hands on her hips. "Come on now don't make that face. You both know Luna has to go to school and Steven has to go to his job interview tomorrow." Jamila said.

"Oh is that so? And what'll you be doing madam?" Marc said grinning.

Jamila rolled her eyes and grinned herself. "I will be starting my new job as manager at the museum. And if Steven doesn't get to his interview on time i wont be able to give him a job." Jamila said smirking.

This time Marc rolled his eyes. "Okay mama. Lets go to bed princess luna." He said as he lay luna down in the covers and covered her up with the blanket.

"Daddy tell me a story." Luna said. Jamila smiled as Marc cleared his throat before beginning his story as the young girl watched him with curios eyes.

Luna didnt understand her fathers Multiple personality disorder. Nor did she understand that Marc and Steven were two different people.

In her eyes Steven was just pretending to be Marc and it was this little game they both played whnever Marc was presdnt. Jamila, Steven and Marc had agreed not to confuse the small child. When she was older she would understand better.

Either way Marc and Steven played along. They were both the best fathers luna could have hoped for. Making sure she was loved and well fed. Making sure she was never upset. They always played what ever she wanted even if it meant Marc had to agree to put a little makeup on.

Marc made sure to make up everyday he missed of Lunas life. He was always present to every dance recital. He was there for every parents teacher meeting.

He helped her learn how to ride a bike and would take her out "exploring the wilderness" he would tell Jamila.

Steven was there just as much as Marc. He would tell luna stories about ancient Egypt. He would make her favourite breakfast for her every morning. They both loved watching the history channel before bed.

Steven had even bought two more gold fishes one for him, luna and Marc. He offered to get one for Jamila. But she had refused saying "how can you possibly take care of all those fishes at once?"

After they returned to England. Steven and Marc insisted that Luna and Jamila move in with them. They wouldnt take no for an answer.

So Jamila and Luna did move in with them. It may have been a little cramped. But they were saving up enough money to eventually buy a house.

Marc and Steven wanted to make sure Luna had her own bedroom filled with her favourite toys.

They both even insisted on taking Luna to school to which Jamila happily agreed. They had worked out a schedule. Marc would drop off luna and Steven would pick her up sometimes they would switch. Jamila wasnt complaining though It just meant she got more time to sleep.

The one time she did wake up to drop luna off to school with Marc was worth everything.

The looks of the other parents dropping their kids off to school did not go unnoticed by Jamila.

The men scoffed at Marc whilst the woman looked towards him with lust. But Marc only had eyes for hus wife.

Even claire winked at her and gave her a thumbs up when Marc wasnt looking.

And it was exactly the same when Steven came to pick up luna up.

Jamila couldnt be more happier with her life. The only that mattered was her family. Steven, Marc, luna and layla.