When I got back from the movies with Marciano I immediately fell asleep.
I woke up early in the morning to the twin's crying.
"Let them cry it out," Marciello said.
"Maybe they need something else," I told him still half asleep.
"I'll go check," he said, getting out of bed.
He came back within a few minutes.
"What did they want?", I asked.
As soon as I said that the twins came in.
"We scared. Sleep by you mommy," they said, simultaneously as they walked by the bed.
"No, go back to your rooms,'' Marciello told them.
"They're scared Marciello, just let them sleep in here,'' I said annoyed.
"They need to overcome their fears, Belle. Your going to turn them into pussies,'' Marciello said, whispering the last part.
"Why you always talkin' boy? Dis my mommy house," Matteó told him, pouting angrily.
"I'm not a boy, I'm your father. Put some respeck on my name," Marciello said, doubling over in laughter.
"Your so childish," I said, rolling my eyes at him.
"Up, up," Michelangelo said extending his arms up.
I picked him up and he got in the bed. Then I got Matteó up on the bed.
"I wanna be by mommy!", Matteó said, trying to push Michelangelo away.
"You both can be by me," I said, picking Matteó up and bringing him on the other side of me.
"Now I can't be by you,'' Marciello said, pouting.
"You're older, you can handle it," I said.
Matteó stuck his tongue out at Marciello, making me laugh.
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I woke up in the morning, showered, brushed my teeth, then I got dressed.
"Where you going, mommy?", Michelangelo asked.
"I'm going to go get y'all cake. Happy birthday, baby," I said, giving him a kiss on the forehead.
"It my birthday?", He asked, surprised.
I nodded my head.
"I get presents n food?", he asked, happily.
"Yep," I said, making him smile.
"I come with you mommy, I see cake?", He asked.
"Sure, but go brush your teeth," I said as I picked him up off the bed.
"Okay," he said, running to the bathroom.
He came back in 5 minutes and we left out.
"I so excited, mommy," Michelangelo said, smiling.
I picked him up and put him in his car seat, making sure it was secure.
Then I went and got in the car.
"When I learn how to drive?", He asked.
"When you're older," I said, making a turn.
I made another turn and I noticed the car was following me.
I didn't have time for this shit.
I turned into Gambino's and got Michelangelo out the car.
The car pulled alongside us and I saw my sis-mother.
