Christopher Brown
"A.. B.. SHEE.. SHEE.. EEEE.." Royalty paused as she sang her ABC's to me I lowly chuckled as i shushed her.
It's 6 O'clock and this little energetic 2 year old woke me up blabbering about who knows what. Seconds later i could feel her stomach vibrate against my chest.
"Someone's hungry huh?" I smiled as I sat up with her in my arms, climbing out of the bed, and walking out of the bedroom.
I started to go down the stairs just then, a deep and raspy voice stopped me. "What are you doing?" I swiftly spun around raising an eyebrow as Royalty chewed on her finger tips.
"going to the kitchen" i snapped back. Before he could respond back a yawning Miracle came into the hallway and shoved Jeffery.
"Asshole" she spat.
"Asshole?" He questioned.
"Eehol?" Royalty repeated, my head shot to her, "No baby, don't say that"
"What'd I do?" Jeffery sparked up the question, as i made my way downstairs. As much as i would enjoy seeing him getting scolded at, I have daddy duties to attend to.
"You want some cereal princess?"
Miracle Lively
"Who's Kimberly, Jeffery?" He arched his eyebrows, and folded his arms across his chest. "I don't know a Kimberly, Miracle"
I nodded sarcastically and tapped my foot. "Really? Because she called and asked to speak to Jeffery Beaurrin.. Her rent is due and the light bill is higher than usual." I gritted out stepping into his unbothered face.
just then Christina came out of her room, rubbing her eyes. "Mommy, I'm hungry" looking at my child i began to rub the side of my face, and let out a desperate sigh.
"Um baby, Chris is down stairs.. can you ask him to make you some cereal?" A smile appeared on her face as she sprints downstairs, my hard glare came back to my husband.
"Wanna explain yourself Jeffery?" He huffed and pointed his index finger in my face. "I don't know a Kimberly Miracle, that's final I'm done with this conversation" I squinted and pushed his finger out of my face.
"you are not gonna just shy this shit away!" He stepped closer into my space, so close our lips could've connected at any given moment.
"Lower your fucking voice.." I rolled my eyes and shoved him out my way. "Get out my face Jeffery" he waved me away and continued to walk back into our bedroom.
Sighing and shaking my head, i then walked down the stairs to my kitchen, seeing a shirtless Chris, a two year old bouncing on the counter and my five year old sitting eating her cereal.
"You hungry?" Chris' low and raspy voice snapped me back to reality. I looked at him and quickly shook my head no.
"No thanks" I gave him a small smile. "you have work today?" He questioned. I shook my head again.
"Nope but Jeffery does" a slight smirk came across his face, as he finished his daughter's cereal. "I ain't ask about Jeffery though" just when I was about to say something, My husband walked into the kitchen.
