jina for life // thatcherjoe fanfiction ✔️

Chapter 3

June 24, 2015

Today is Bryce's birthday and I told Joey that he could keep him and Nyielle today and I would spend the next day with them for his birthday celebration.

I woke up to the sight of Nyielle and Bryce jumping up and down on my bed, begging me to wake up.

"Alright, alright. I'm up." I sit up on my bed and kiss them both on their temples. "You guys ready to see daddy?"

They then exclaimed with joy and I go into their room and begin to pack their bags from their outfits for today and tomorrow to their medicine in case they get sick. After I finish, I begin to get a call from my Aunt Debra.

"Hello?" I say with a smile on my face. Aunt Debra lives all the way in England with Uncle Adam ever since he was stationed there. She calls when she can, but it's so hard when our entire family is in different time zones.

"Hey, Nina. How's LA going for you? I heard you and that filthy scumbag Joseph got a divorce. You okay, sweetie?"

"I'm fine, Aunt Debra. Me and the kids are holding up fine without him."

"Well, I have exciting news for you. There's a house down the street for sale and I know the people that used to own it and they said they would give you a great deal if you buy it."

Was she actually talking about me moving to London? This isn't happening.

"It's a four bedroom, three bath. It's a beautiful shade of light lavender and it's two stories. I'll send you a pic if you want me to."

I haven't had any luck with guys nowadays, ever since my divorce the only thing guys are interested in is how it was to date a YouTube celebrity.

"You still there, Nina?" She said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Um, yeah, Aunt Debra. I'll think about it."

"Okay, but get back to me soon before they change their minds."

"Okay, love you."

"Love you too, sweetheart."

"Bye bye now." We then hung up.

Wow, moving to London, England? That's almost all the way across the world. Am I really going to go through with this? I thought to myself.

"Mommy, I hungry." Bryce said to me.

"Um, you're gonna eat breakfast at daddy's house. You ready to go?"

"Yeah." I then began to load both them into the car along with their bags. I then started the car and we were on our way to the Graceffa residence.

When we got there, I got out of the car and looked at my surroundings. I see almost all of me and Joey's best memories from when we moved in together to the beach day that we had the day that we broke up.

I turned around and saw the spot that I cried in after he kicked me out of his house after the birthday incident. This entire house filled me with pain and sorrow.

Wow, I really do need to get outta this town. I thought to myself.

I then unbuckle the kids out of their seats and told them to wait on the porch as I struggled to get the bags out of the car.

I quickly knock on the door to reveal Joey's face staring at me in concern, probably wondering about the bags.

"Why do you have all these bags if they're only staying the night?" He asked as I struggled dragging the seven bags: two on my shoulders, two on my forearms and hands, and one in my mouth.