Miss Jackson {b.u.}

{70}

I walked downstairs. I was wearing a pair of black, jean shorts with a white tank top that was tucked in. My hair was tied up into a messy bun and I had hooped earrings in with a slight gloss on my lips. I grabbed a pot, and noodles for pasta. Alex was with the kids on the couch, watching Mamma Mia! Which, is mine and Alex's favorite movie.

While cooking, I heard my favorite song; Slippin' Through My Fingers play. I began to hum it as I stirred my pasta, "the feeling that I'm losing her, forever—and without really entering her world. Im glad whenever I could share a laughter...that funny little girl.."

I glanced up and saw the picture of Brendon, River, Clover, Daphne and I on the couch at our old house in California. It was homey. Brendon, Daphne and I were laughing, Clover had a huge smile on her face and River was just barely two months old. Brendon and I were looking at each others "slipping through my fingers all the time, I try to capture every minute, the feeling in it. Slipping through my fingers all the time, do I really see what's in her mind? Each time, I think im close to knowing. She keeps on growing, slipping through my fingers all the time."

"Jo! The kids need a drink!" Alex yelled.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "so get up and get them one!"

I heard her groan and her shuffling. I shook my head and turned to the fridge, opening it and grabbing drinks that the kids liked, but Alex didn't know they liked, "Clover and River both get the juice, Daphne gets the smoothie thing." I said, handing the drink to Alex, who approached me.

She grabbed them from my hand aggressively, "I think I know your kids."

I raised an eyebrow at her and walked back to the pot of pasta, "yeah, okay. Get back to the movie."

"M'kay."
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I knocked on the door lightly and opened it. The plate of pasta sat on the palm of my hand and Clover held onto my shirt as we walked into Brendon's streaming room. He did a double take at me—since he saw me through the camera. I walked beside him, placing the plate down, "sorry babe, I know you're streaming, but I didn't want your lunch to go to waste."

Brendon turned his head to the side and looked at me, "Dont worry about it, baby," he began and smiled, turning back to look at the camera, "isnt she great? She cooks me lunch and she brings the kids to see me-"

"Brendon."

Brendon furrowed his eyebrows and pointed at the screen, "look, everyone wants to say hi. C'mon."

I propped Clover on my hip and I put my hands on my knees, getting into view. I waved and smiled at the camera and so did Clover. The comments were going to fast for my reading comprehension, "Aw, thank you guys. I appreciate the love you have for our relationship. Really. I love her."

"Daddy, can sit?" Clover asked.

Brendon pouted his lower lip and took Clover from my hip, "of course, sweetheart."

Clover put her hands toward Brendon face and Brendon pretended to try and eat her fingers, causing a laugh to come out of her mouth, "she's getting' big, isnt she?"

I smiled softly and he put his arms around my neck, pulling the side of my face to his lips and planting a ton of kisses on my cheek. I couldn't help but laugh and smile, "alright. You can go if you want, I don't want to keep you away from your handful of things to do, momma." He said, patting my butt lightly and then licked his lips as he stared at me.

"Bye everyone!" I said and leaned down to kiss Brendon, then picked Clover up and propped her on my hip again.

He turned his chair to watch me leave and I waved at him, and he did the same. I shut the door quietly, still hearing Brendon talk, "you guys have no idea how much they mean to me-"