It's a Family Kind of Story

Untitled Part 2

Britt's pov.

I woke up to yelling downstairs from Katherine and James. I opened my eyes, seeing Dylan's sleeping figure in front of me, his arms wrapped around my naked body. I blushed as last nights event came to mind, we were trying for number three.

I shook my head and untangled myself from Dylan's arms, standing up from the bed and changing into my sweats and t-shirt. I quickly put on my slippers and ran out the door, Dylan jolting awake, as we heard glass shatter.

''Look what you did, Katherine, mom's gonna kill you!'' I heard James yell at Katherine, and her crying softly.

''What's going on? Where are you guys?'' I asked as I came downstairs and didn't see them in the living room.

''Oh no, she woke up, shut up!'' I heard him say softly, pounding feet running around. I then heard the sliding glass door open and then close again, letting me know that they were in the kitchen and went to the backyard. I ran to the kitchen, seeing glass and orange juice everywhere, the fridge door wide open. Dylan, who I hadn't noticed was behind me, ran into the kitchen, wearing only his sweat pants, looking down at the floor with a confused expression on his face.

''What happened in here and where are the kids?'' he asked.

''I'm assuming they were fighting, someone took the jug of juice, accidentally dropped it and then they ran out to the backyard when they heard me call out.'' I said, walking around the island and over to the sliding doors, opening them and going outside, Dylan staying behind to clean the mess.

''James and Katherine, you have two minutes to come here and explain to me what happened in the kitchen, if you don't you'll both be grounded!'' I yelled. 

I heard a gasp and feet pounding on the soft grass. A few seconds later James and Katherine were in front of me, James was holding Katherine's hand while she was holding her stuffed bunny and was crying softly, no sound escaping her lips, but oh-so-slight sobs. I picked her up, placing her head on my shoulder and wrapping her small arms around my neck, her tears staining my shirt,  and took James hand, walking with them inside.

"sit." I instructed to James as we went to the living room. He did as he was told and sat on the couch. I bent down to place Katherine next to James, but just as I was about to let go she held on tighter. I sighed and stood up straight, looking down at James. 

"what happened in the kitchen, why was there broken glass everywhere?" I asked him.

"well, you see, I woke up early and I was hungry so I went to you and Daddy's room to see if you were up, but you weren't, so I went to Kate's room and woke her up so she could help me make breakfast. After I helped her out of bed we went downstairs to the kitchen. She helped me by getting the butter out of the fridge, but when I was going to take it from her to spread some on my bread, she didn't want to give it to me, so we started fighting. I finally took the butter from her and asked her to get the juice from the fridge and she started fighting again because she didn't want to, but I made her do it, and when she was taking it out she fell down and dropped it, breaking it. I think she cut her leg." He said playing with his thumbs, immediately I checked her leg to see if she had cut it. I didn't see anything at first, but then I saw a slightly big gash, on the back of her leg, oozing blood. I touched around it, seeing it was turning purple, and Kate let out a loud yelp.