MY BABIES' DADDY (On Hiatus)

🌟CHAPTER 1{ONE}🌟

Edited*

LIAM HEMSWORTH

Beechwood, Rochester, NY.

Five years later.

It's Friday, which means pizza day in Hemsworth's house. The cue was to pick my twins from preschool, drive them straight home, watch movies- any one of their choices even though we would be rewatching Avengers or Barbie for the millionth times, change them to their jammies take a nap and whence Grandpa is back by 6, we'd make pizza from scratch.

However, the protocol had drastically changed. Right now, I'm sitting in my twin's principal' office. Mrs. Gabriella Wilson had sent me a message this morning telling me to stop by her office after I picked my children to have a short meeting. The so called 'short meeting' is turning into a long boring meeting.

Not that I'm complaining, nah, I'm smirking... You know that proud kind of smirk that no matter how you try to make your face neutral you just can't, instead it's turning into a grin... I know, she might be wondering why I have this shit eating grin on my face? I don't care... I will give you a brief explanation. Now listen.

My Dad picked up my kids from school few months back. And my hyper active son, Aidan, had been quite all through the ride back home, whining and huffing and crossing his little hands on his chest in an annoying manner. My Dad noticed and when they got home, he asked my son what happened and he explained that someone at school was pushing him and making fun of his sister calling her a doll and Mirabella. He said he hated when they make fun of his sister Audrey but he can't do anything because they are bigger than him...

That was when he was like three. After his 4th birthday 5 months ago, my son suddenly had a growth spurt. He was happy that now he can retaliate his sister's bully much to my father's reprimands.

Since then he moved from 3'4.5 to 3'6 and got broad shoulders within 5 months which I don't find strange for a 4 year old considering his infamous Dad is a hulk, I wasn't surprised tho...

And guess what... My son had fought off the bully and ever since  then,  he always comes home everyday with huge smiles on his face and my son was back to his rumbustious self.

After the summer, and they resumed school, he came home that day which was a month ago to complain that the boy is back to his shoving and curse words. I wanted to come to the school to lash at whoever was causing my peanuts to cry. But, my Dad had stopped me.

And now, from what the principal is ranting, it seems the bully have been severely dealt with to the point of him landing in the school's infirmary.

That's my boy. I don't condone violence, but, this kind of violence is over looked.

"Mr. Hemsworth, I know taking care of two kids might be a bit hard on you.... " Her dry monotone voice drawled on.

That's where I zoned out again after giving her a chance to finally listen to her words.

I love my little peanuts to the moon and back, as cheesy as that sounds  eh eh.. Just that sometimes, I wished when I went in search of their father when I found out I was just two months pregnant  that I have actually found him,So, we could go through all this together.

Aidan is a mood. He can be clumsy ASF one time and then the next he would drop a bomb like a genius. Now, he is showing another trait, high tantrum. Very very bad tantrum. I am a very calm person so is my dad, so obviously, that's from his father cause there is no one else in my family that has anger issues.