The Warriors Weakness

a Bachelor pad

Charlotte

Just as Taylor had promised he'd brought Isabelle back around noon. I knew this because my energetic angel woke me up as soon as she arrived. She was so happy to have spent time with Oliver and Clayton. Isabelle was youngest at 3 years but she developed faster mentally since her blood line was strong. She had the mentally of a 4 year old which was partially my doing since I incourageed her mental development. Luckily Isabelle much like me loved her sleep and had yet to take a nap so I was able to coax her into sleeping inturn falling asleep myself or tring to but unlike when I fell asleep in Markus arms I was getting painful flashbacks. So i just gave up trying after a while.

"Markus?" I called out for my mate as I opened the bedroom door  not sure if he  was still at home. I didn't get an answer so I continued walking down the hall until I reached the living room. Just as I expected it was organized but pretty plain. No decorations at all. There was a brown couch two individual sofa chairs and an outdated TV.  What I did like was that a few feet away up 2 steps was the  kitchen separated by a breakfast bar. The kitchen was spot less everything in its place looking as if it had never been used before. Looking into the empty refrigerator I found out why.  There was nothing in the refrigerator but a carton of orange juice, 2  eggs, ham ,cheese , mayo and lots of beer. I was straving. It took me a while to locate a frying pan considering Marcus only had one which he kept in the dish washer.

I was about to digg into my omelette when I heard a loud crash outside the door making me jump. My first instinct was to get to Isabelle but before I could the front door was thrown open by a laughing Taylor his laughter stoped as soon as he saw me. His surprised eyes where glued to me and I was frozen in place.

"Taylor's actually- wow" the next man that walked in I didn't recognize yet he like Taylor keep his eyes on me. Only unlike Taylor he took me in from head to toe. That's when I realized why... I must look like a mess with my eyes puffy, hair messed up  in  Markus shirt. Before any of us could say anything Marcus walked in with a familiar duffle bag, where I keep Isabelle and my clothing.

"Mine" he snapped at both men coming over to stand besides me pulling me into his side. He was growling at them barring his teeth. That seemed to get the two out of whatever trance they where in.

"I'm gonna go now" grabbing the bag from Markus I made a bee line for the room where I was to find Isabelle waking up and grumpy. 

"Hungry momma" she pouted making me laugh at her messy hair.

"I know baby let momma get dressed" digging through my bag I threw on the frist thing I saw a pair of red shorts, a fuzzy white sweater and black flats . Then grabbed a hair tie from the inside pocket if the bag and tied my hair in a messy ponytail before going over to pick up Isabelle. Isabelle wrapped her arms around my neck resting her head on my chest as we walked out the room.

"I was hungry"  the unnamed man who had been the first to enter Markus home was sitting in my chair and had scarfed down my omlet. He was acting so nonchalant and he was getting on my nerves. One he shouldn't have taken something that clearly wasn't for him and two he should sound apologetic not condescending.

"Yeah so is my daughter" I snapped  adjusting Isabelle in my arms. His eyes widened the juice he was drinking spews out of his mouth as he beging to cough violently . I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his theatrical reaction.

"She's your kid...But your Markus mate! She can't be ... Unless she's ...but.. what the hell Markus" the man was making no sense and he was getting on my last nerve the way he was openly staring at my daughter.  Shooting him one last glare I walked over to the couch. I didn't want to be a bother but Isabelle was hungry and there was no food in the house. Marcus walked in with Taylor who told   the unnamed man to stop shouting before walking over to the single chair across from Isabelle and me.