HOPE...HURTS

HOPE...HURTS《3》

I turned off the cooker and quickly followed Sophie to where the scream had come from. We had just reached the bottom of the staircase when Love appeared in all his glory, carrying Angel over his bare muscular shoulder like she was a weightless towel.

Dressed in just a pair of knee-length grey shorts, his lean muscular tanned torso was exposed. He looked like a tall dark handsome male model. Except that this particular model looked ridiculous with whipped cream on his facial hair and eyebrows. It dawned on me that Angel had wanted him to believe it was shaving cream!

Ahh! What a sight to behold!

I was about to burst into full blown laughter but was cut short when Love questioned, "And who, if I may ask, gave this little rogue that bottle of cursed sweetness? "

"It was mummy!" Angel betrayed me, her hands moving about like a mad person as she tried to grab the hair on her captor's head. Her own head was hanging over his back like she was some sloth.

"Hmm. I knew my suspicions would be confirmed soon enough."
Love got hold of Angel's legs with one arm and her arm with the other. With one swift motion, he put her down and ensured she was stable enough to stand on her own before his eyes shifted until they were directly staring into mine.

Uh oh!
I took a few steps backwards, then; 1, 2, RUN!

I made for the living room, running as if my pants were on fire. (Although I suppose I would not be laughing so hard had that been true.)

Reflexively, I leapt on a couch as if in fear of another betrayal by the floor. Still, I knew I stood no chance. There was no getting away this time.

Love, who I was sure had been a whole staircase distance away from me, was now pretty much where I was. He leapt on the couch I was on and encircled his huge arms around my tummy before we fell backwards, my back landing on his hard chest. He took the golden opportunity to attack; tickling my tummy. My girly giggles soon turned into a very ridiculous kind of silent laughter and I was visibly breathless.

"Stop! STOP!" I screamed, wildly kicking the air.
"Nope! This is what you get for messing with Love!"
Was that a pun?

My brain wandered off. I was sure I  had heard about cases of death through excessive laughter. I no longer needed proof to that; I was experiencing it. Darn it! I needed help if I still wanted to live.

Through the corner of my eye, I saw Angel who had been standing frozen- gaping that entire time as if she was watching the real life version of Tom and Jerry.

It wasn't long before she got out of her trance and took small but quick steps towards us. Then she made her move and hit Love on the head using her teddy that had been lying on a nearby couch.

"Ow! What was that for?!"
Yes! God had heard my prayer. I wriggled out of his grasp while he was still distracted. Then I took a few seconds to regain composure before high fiving my savior who had rescued me from the pits of hell.

"You were making Mummy cry,"  she frowned.
Sometimes I had to wonder if Angel was truly an angel. I was blessed, no doubt about it.

It took Love longer than five seconds to register the words. When he did, he took Angel in his arms before settling her on his lap.

"Hey pumpkin. I would never hurt mama or you, okay? I just didn't know she was crying."

I could have sworn he felt guilty because it was written all over his eyes.

"Okay daddy. I love you!" Angel reached out and encircled her little arms around him in a hug.
"Aww!" I said and then purposely attempted the puppy eyes trick, "What about me?"

Love grinned before pulling me into the hug. It felt safe, happy. Right there, I knew for sure that my life belonged to two humans that I could call mine forever.

Phew! That was a long chapter. Hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it :) This family gives the feels huh ;)

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