One Last Chance(Sequel to Whats done in the dark)

.....(Continued)

You: (looking at the papers)

Your POV: ok

You: (take out a pen and start to sign your signature)

Your POV: Maybe my mom was right. Ray or Roc...no baby deserves to have their life taken away so quickly..

You: (slowly put the pen down)

Your POV: But I'm going through to much..

You: (pick up the pen and sign the paper)

Zoey: (knocks on your office door) mom?

You: (put the papers under some folders) coming.(open the door)

Zoey: I can't dance today.

You: What why?

Zoey: I hit my toe and it hurts.

You: (sigh) here (moves stuff off your desk) sit in my office. Class will be over in a few..(grab your iPod then walk out)

💫Dance Class💫

You: (walk in)

Shay: (gets the iPod and put it in) Lets go..

You: (looking down)

Bri: you okay?

You: yeah. (Nodding)

Shay: you guys should know this by now

You: (watching them dance)

✌2 days later✌

Chloe: (doing homework)

You: (helping) Chloe you have to stay in the margins.

Devon: Eat eat..

Chloe: I'm trying mom.ugh😩.(gets mad and ball up the paper)

You: you didn't have to do that. Now you have to start over. (Stands up and walk over to Devon)

Chloe: When is dad coming to get us?

You: I don't know.(pick up Devon and walk in the kitchen)

Ms.B: You know you should tell him how you feel.

Chloe: (looks at you)

You: Ms.B (gives her a look)

Ms.B: oh sorry.

You: (get some celery and Peanut butter out)

Ms.B: about to make Dev some ants on a log?

You: (eating the celery and peanut butter)

Devon: (looking at you)

You: oh...yeah..(laugh a little)

Ms.B: (shakes her head)

Zoey: (running downstairs) Daddy coming!

You: (put Devon some celery and Peanut butter on a plate.) did y'all get your bags?

Zoey: Yes..(runs to the living room)

You: (put your hair into a ponytail)

Chloe: (starts putting her book bag up)

You: Chloe you know you have to finish that before you start playing.

Chloe: Yess.

You: (walk into the living room and sit down) phew..😪

Your POV: I feel so sick.

You: (lay down on the sofa)

Zoey: (feels your head) Are you okay?