Knock Knock, Bitch

My Children

Magnolia-

"I said divorce! You can fucking hear, don't act fucking stupid now! I'm going to America tomorrow and we will file for a divorce, goodbye!" I screamed into the phone. My mom came to me as I was in the living room, everyone was silent. I groaned in annoyance and she took the phone like she knew I would throw it, I've thrown five and broke them all.
Rome hasn't been back, my children are seven months! Five fucking months without their father and everyday they FaceTime him. They are familiar with his face, but I don't give a fuck.

Roman must be entertaining some other bitch or something, it shouldn't take that long! I'm going to America to handle some business and I'm taking my babies with me. No matter how mad I be or am at Rome, I never stop him from seeing his babies. I'm always angry at him but he still FaceTimes them and I fake smile to make them laugh.

I want them to see mommy and daddy getting along.

"Take some time and take a deep breath." My mom said and rubbed my back. I looked at my twins who stared at me and my mom with wide eyes, they were standing at the table banging their toy horses on the table. I turned my back to my mom and wiped my tears and took a shaky breath.

I turned with a smile and went to my babies, I dropped to my knees and they slid around the table to try to walk to me. I kissed their faces and Roman shoved my head away and whined, I laughed and kissed on Max. He gave me a gummy smile and I picked him up, I kissed his face and sat on my bottom.

"Say mama! Mama!" I said and he completely ignored me and just ate a handful of my hair. I moved it out of his fingers and I promise you I never felt so weak. I was actually struggling to open his fist.

"Weak ass-

"Stop." I said to Nick and he laughed. Nick sat by me and grabbed Roman, Roman laughed and Nick blew raspberries on his belly. I got up and that's when they both reached, they love being carried. I grabbed them both and placed them on my hips before going to the elevator. We went to our room and I placed them in their cribs with their toys.

I got our bags packed and sorted out, and I heard them start crying. I looked at them standing in their cribs reaching for me, I went to them and kissed them before putting them on their mat. They crawled around the mat and I finished packing our bags.

I then heard a thump, I whipped my head around and Max held his head after sitting up from the wall. I looked away and he started laughing, if he caught me staring he would have cried and acted like a big baby. I still went to check his head and he was okay.

Hopefully, they get to see their father tomorrow.

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The twins absolutely hated the plane, they cried the entire time. We flew first class and I told my father that I was going to America, so he bought an entire section for us only. He wanted us to take his jet, but I didn't, he still hasn't seen them, but he has seen pictures. Since his divorce with mom he tries to give everyone space.

Anyways, when we landed I decided to stay at one of Roman's hotels here. When I got in the airport Liana, Viola, Marcel, Matteo, and Carlo were all there. Matteo was excited and so were Carlo and Viola. They haven't seen them since they were three months.

"Oh my dio, they've gotten so big!" Matteo said and I laughed. I had them in a stroller, they looked at their aunts and uncles and they laughed.

"They look...

"Like Roman." They all said and I rolled my eyes. They are his twins, they have his hair, eyes, nose, Max has my smile, but Rome has his father's. It's so cute!