Kidnapped Books 1&2&3 (Watty Awards)

Book 2-- Ch. 19 The Storm

You are all going to hate me :) Just saying. OK well here it is! You know what to do when your done!

 

The screaming crying, I decided, was much worse with two than with one. I pushed Jace gently.

“What?” He groaned.

“Your turn,” I mumbled.

“No, I went last time,” He said.

“Fine,” I muttered, climbing up. I shuffled to the door, running my hands through my hair.

I walked down the hall to the nursery. I opened the door and the screaming got louder. UGH.

“Shhh,” I whispered. I picked up Kali first, she took the longest. Kendal began to scream even loader. I sighed and picked him up too. I paced the room bouncing them. They wouldn’t stop. The door creaked open and Jack peeked his head in.

“Sing to them,” He said. I wrinkled my eyebrows at him. “They like it when you sing,”

“How do you know?” I asked. I’d never sung to them before.

“When you sing to yourself they like it,” He said. He sat on the ground. He was suffering from the lack of sleep too. I shrugged and began to sing them a lullaby. They cried harder.

“No, they like ET and stuff like that,” He said. Strange little kids. I started singing ET. They stopped crying.

After singing them three songs they finally fell back asleep. Jack was still leaning against the wall, fast asleep. I scooped him up and took him back to his bed.

“Mommy,” he said.

“What?” I whispered.

“I want Daddy to tuck me in,” I dropped the covers in my hand. I hid the hurt on my face.

“Daddy is sleeping,” I told him.

“Ok,” He reached down and pulled the covers up. I ducked to kiss his head, but he dodged me.

“Mommy, I’m to big for kisses,” He said. I gave up and left. I went back to our room. I laid down in bed.

“Jack says he’s to old for me to kiss him,” I said.

“Just a stage,” Jace mumbled.

“He wouldn’t let me tuck him in,” I whispered.

“It’s just a stage,” He repeated.

“He wanted you to tuck him in,” I sighed.

“It’s just a stage,” He groaned.

I huffed in defeat and turned over on my side. Jace reached for me. “No,” I grumbled, throwing his hand back.

“Don’t be mad,” He whispered. He reached over once again, I let him pull me against him. He kissed my forehead, “I’m sorry.” I stayed silent. “Pwease?” He begged, copying Jack. I still didn’t say anything.

He sighed and sat up. I smiled in victory and turned over trying to get some sleep. The next thing I knew Jace flopped back on top of me, purposely putting as much of his weight on me as he could.

“Jace,” I shrieked.

“Forgive me,” He laughed. I tried to shove him off, but it was no use, he was much stronger.

“Crushing someone to make them forgive you is frowned upon!” I yelled, pushing him.

“Say it,” He sang.