Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 41

Ariana

Saturday, September 15th

"Aviella, your games at ten, and it's 8:45. Wake up." I rub her back and she murmurs something that I don't understand.

"Come on, baby girl. I'll be back in a second, and you better be brushing your teeth."

She whines as I leave the room and I shake my head.

"She's too much." I laugh to myself, walking down the stairs.

"Who is? You?" Justin pulls me into his arms and I giggle.

"No, Aviella."

"But you kind of are too." He whispers in my ear.

His breath sends chills down my neck, and he chuckles.

"Do you feel okay, baby?"

"Fine. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, you know. You usually start feeling some type of way when I'm this close to you." His lips touch my neck, and the chills spread down my spine.

"Justin.. please stop fucking with me." I mumble as his lips travel up my neck and to my lips.

I place my hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer to me.

"Mm, shit." I pull away and Justin smiles.

"I love doing that." He says.

I giggle, pecking him on the lips before turning around to walk upstairs.

"That ass." Justin says.

I turn around and roll my eyes playfully.

"Shut up." I giggle before walking upstairs.

Aviella is still brushing her teeth when I get upstairs, but she's almost done.

"You did pretty good." After checking her teeth, she runs back into her room.

I leave her to get dressed and go downstairs where Justin has Eggo waffles in the toaster.

I wrap my arms around him from behind, and he chuckles.

"Hello, my beautiful wife."

"How did you know it was me?"

"I'm smart, like Aviella says." The waffles pop up and he puts them on a plate, avoiding butter because Aviella doesn't like butter.

Little does she know almost everything else she eats has butter in it. She can just see it easier on waffles and pancakes. He pours syrup on the waffles and puts orange juice in her favorite cup.

A few minutes later, Aviella is downstairs wearing her green jersey and shorts.

"Hello, number 12." Justin says, lifting her up.

He kisses her cheek and sits her down at the island.

"There's no butter on it, right?" She asks.

"No, baby. Just eat so we can go, okay?"

"Okay." She whines.

"Aviella, don't start. Please." I say.

She just looks at me and doesn't say anything. I leave the room, going to get dressed since I already took a shower. I pick a mint green dress and pink ballet flats to celebrate the girl baby shower that I know I'm gonna have.

9:34 am

When we get to the park, Aviella runs off with her team as usual. Me and Justin went to the bleachers to sit down, obviously next to Olivia and Jonathan because they're really the only good parents on this team, besides us, of course.

"How was your week?" Olivia asks.

"Fine, I guess. Sitting at home and not having to work is not as fun as it sounds. I had Toulouse with me, but I took him back last night."

"I know, but I haven't had to deal with it for six years, so that's great."

"Lucky you." We both laugh, talking about female stuff while Justin and Jonathan talk about male stuff.

10:06 am

"Yeah, that's my baby!" Justin yells.

Aviella grins, having scored the first goal of the game, thanks to Alexa and another girl named Kylah.

It doesn't take long for Aviella's team to be leading by five, but then something unexpected happens.

As Aviella makes her way down the field with the ball, she runs too fast, tripping over the ball.

"Oh, shit." Olivia mumbles.

Aviella immediately starts crying and Justin and her coach run on the field. All the other girls stand, watching. Once it's been established that she's okay, Alexa and Kylah help Aviella to their bench and everyone claps.

The other girls continue the game while Justin brings Aviella to the bleachers. He sits down with her in his lap, placing an ice pack on her ankle.

"She just twisted her ankle, but it's fine. She wants to stay and watch the game. " He says.

"That's fine."

"Poor baby." Olivia strokes Aviella's hair as she rests her head against Justin's chest.