Lydia's *POV*
After getting settle in our home, I started decorating the kitchen while Marshall was tending to the kids and some of his friends came to help around. The house as well.
"Come Denaun stop bull shitting around." I heard Deshaun yell.
"Both you all nigga's needa stop y'all acting like some little ass kids running around this house." Porter says stopping denaun from breaking the vase.
"Both y'all fools need to stop, we just got this house and y'all messing the place up throwing paint everywhere." Marshall says.
"Hey When y'all done bickering I need y'all to help me, I can't seem to find-." I was cut off by a loud crash, "what the fuck was that." I say, coming out of the kitchen and into the living room.
"Fuck baby, we can fix it." Marshall says stepping over the broken glass.
My heart broke that was my moms vase
"Aye, sorry about that." Porter says.
"Get. Out now." I say, leaving to go get the broom and dust pan.
"babe we can fix.-" I cut Marshall off snapping at him not meaning to
" Enough Marshall I don't have time to listen to and your mess, just get them out of my house."
He goes to plead, and I point my finger to the door and I eye him and I say
"Now I want them out of my house."
And I leave to sweep up my mother's vase
End of *POV*
Marshall's *POV*
As the boys left I went to see how my baby was doing, I went to the living room and I saw her crying, and I said, "I tried to stop them." She nods and she says.
"I know babe I know, but they are just kids and adult bodies." She looks up at me, and she says, "do you really think you could have someone fix this."
I nod and I say to her
"Yeah I got a buddy of mine that can fix anything here, let me help you." As I go to help her clean up, she stares at me, and she says.
"Thank you, Marshall, I really do mean it, thank you for saving me." She gets up, and she takes the glass to the kitchen and I say.
"What do you mean, save you."
"If it weren't for you, I'd be a stripper nothing more I'm glad to be not only your sugar baby but also to be your wife and the mother of your kids, so I thank you for saving me if you didn't tell me that Cassie and Jeremiah weren't my kids I'd be taking care of them not knowing they aren't mine, so I'm glad you told me, and I'm thankful that you saved me from being a mafia knowing I wasn't equipped for that life I owe my life to you."
She says place her lips on mine and I fall back on the chair and I place my hands on her waist and I hear the kids crying, and I groan we could never have our time and I say
"I got them sit tight, sexy." She nods brushing her finger over her lip, and she turns away putting the plates and cups away, and I make my way to the living room and the kids were nowhere in sight and I rush and I tell her, and she comes rushing in and we both see the door wide open and the window broken.
End of *POV*
