IV. Always

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Always(adverb): forever

Justin's POV

"But mommy told us you would take us!"

"Jaxon I don't care, I'm busy and the last thing I want to do right now is go to some stupid fair."

Crossing his arms over his chest he let out a huff of air "Stupid is a naughty word." His eyes narrowed making his nose scrunch up "And if you don't take us to the fair I'll tell mommy you were the one who broke the vase in the living room." He cocked his head to the side poking his tongue out slightly, staring at him for a moment I realized there was no getting out of this and arguing with a five year old was simply pointless all in its self.

"Fine, go get dressed." I muttered in defeat giving both him and Jazzy a stern look, turning on their heels they ran out in a fit of giggles saying something along the lines of 'I knew that would work' as they carried on down the hall

Pulling myself out of my bed I changed into a simple pair of light jeans and a simple black V-neck slightly faded from the amount of times I had worn it. Slipping on my vans I made sure to run a quick hand through my hair taming it somewhat "JUSTIN COME ON SLOW POKE!" Rolling my eyes I sauntered down the stairs giving Jaxon a hard pressed glare "You don't always need to scream you know."

"You don't always have to be so slow you know." He mocked heading towards the door with Jazzy and I trailing behind, it was going to be a long day.

After paying for the wristbands I was instantly dragged deeper into the crowded fair grounds, the air smelled of grease and a faint smell of perspiration and vomit which disgusted me even more so than before.

"I want to go on this Justin!" My eyes trailed from the end of him slender finger to the ride in front of me "Seriously Jax?" Letting out a groan as I stared at the tilt-a-whorl he simply nodded with a scowl plastered on his face "Fine."

After flashing our neon yellow wristbands to the worker the three of us climbed the metal steps until we were on the platform "I want to go in the pink one!" Jazzy cried, with a few words of disagreement from Jaxon the three of us piled into the domed ride, me being in the middle while Jazzy was on my right and Jax on my left.

A mere five minutes later the ride was over-much to my relief-and we climbed down the steps, careful not to fall from the dizziness casted over us by the ride.

"Ju Ju I'm hungry!" Jazzy whined tugging at the pockets of my jeans, glancing down at her I nodded shortly before leading them over to where all the food stands were, hot dogs, pizza, french fries, burgers, cotton candy, ice cream, elephant ears, this was just a heart attack waiting to happen.

"Justin?" Looking up from my burger I hummed for her to continue "Have you ever done that with someone?" Cocking her head in curiosity she stared blankly over my shoulder, glancing over my shoulder there was a young couple pretty deep in a make out session and suddenly, this burger didn't sound so appetizing.

"No Jaz." I shook my head wiping the corners of my mouth with a napkin "But why? Daddy used to kiss mama all the time before he left and he always told her he loved her after." Her eyes peered at me full of curiosity, shrugging slightly I ran a hand through my slightly damp hair "I just haven't Jaz."

"Maybe someday you'll find a girl to kiss and tell her you love her." She grinned before taking a bite out of her greasy pizza "Maybe."

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"Thank you for taking the kids to the fair Justin." My mom smiled passing me another plate to dry "Yea, they had a lot fun." Smiling slightly I placed the plate in the on a stack of ones I had dried previously "Any new orders at the shop?" I asked drying my hands, she shook her head running her hands down her tired face "We need to make at least a thousand this month to get by, so far we've made three hundred."

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