Fireworks (Player's Chronicles) Volume II {Complete}

Chapter 5ive

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Five

*Natalie*

The third day of torture started out very relaxing. I know that Kyle didn’t come back at all last night not because I was waiting for him to

come home or anything. It’s because when I set the alarm system, it was pretty late. Plus, my bath was very uneventful. For some reason

having him around the house gave me some kind of security. As you can imagine, that pisses me off to think that all throughout my adult

life I was never the dependent type and now I am? What a crock of shit!

I was able to enjoy my morning rituals without me feeling so drained. I find myself restless last night. Why though I have no clue. I really

need to get my shit together. I got Tristan fed and dressed by eleven o’clock. I also took a quick shower while Tristan watched his

morning cartoons. He looks so cute in his little man dark blue dress pants, and blue and white stripes button down long sleeves shirt. He

asked me to roll up the sleeves to his elbow which I did because really he’s still a child and well, he is bound to make a mess.

Now that the munchkin is all ready for today’s visit at my parents’ Estate, I left him alone to play or watch TV to just change my clothes

to the ’appropriate’ clothing that my mother approves of. As I was pulling a blue knee length dress from the closet, I heard the front door

open and shut. I stopped moving just to listen in on who came. With my fingers crossed and eyes shut I listened.

“Hey Uncle Kyle! Where were you last night?” I heard Tristan excitedly greet his uncle.

I almost slump forward in relief as I let out the breath that I didn’t know I held in my lungs. Now that he’s here, I can actually go forward

with my plan of holding something against him. This will be fun, I thought as I pulled out my black floral dress that has big prints of

white flowers on the skirt part of the dress. 

“Hey little man! Sorry I had to go back home to get some clothes. don’t worry I will stay with you the rest of the week, okay?” I heard

Kyle reply to the tyke.

Since he’s downstairs, I decided to touch up on my makeup and add some accessories to my attire. I put on medium sized hoop earrings,

my platinum bangles along with the matching necklace  and two of my favourite rings. I dashed to the bathroom as time is upon us. I

would hate for my mother to give me that chastising look whenever she’s disappointed with me. It’s not because I am afraid of her, it’s

more so that I don’t like conflict.

After squirting my summer eau de toilet perfume on myself, I ran a hand through my hair quickly before slipping on my black and

white gladiator heels. Slowly, I descended to the living room. I saw Kyle and Tristan lounging on the sofa as they watch TV with the tyke