Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 58

Justin

Monday, 3:37 pm

"Girls, wake up." I say.

Ariana giggles and I look at her.

"That's never gonna work." She says.

"You wake them up, then."

"I don't want food, so it doesn't really matter to me." Ariana shrugs.

"Sometimes I just wanna choke you." I tell her.

Ariana flips me off and I laugh, reaching my arm back to shake Aviella's leg.

"Wake up, princess." I say, a little louder than before.

"Huh?" Aviella says, her eyes still closed.

"Wake Alexa up and ask her what you want to eat."

Aviella yawns, stretching her arms out.

"Lexi, wake up." Aviella says.

Unfortunately, she fails and Alexa only sighs.

"ALEXA!" Aviella yells, now fully awake.

"What? I'm trying to sleep." Alexa whines.

"Baby girl, we're gonna get something to eat. What do you want?" Ariana says.

"Oh."

"Chick-Fil-A!" Alexa and Aviella tell at the same time.

"Chick-Fil-A it is." I get off the highway and start driving down the street, where, conveniently, there is a Chick-Fil-A.

I order two chicken nugget meals for the girls, a chicken sandwich meal for me, and a fries for Ariana, because she's "not hungry".

"I love fries though, so I'll always get fries. No matter what." Ariana explains as she stuffs her face with fries.

"I like fries too, mommy." Aviella says.

"That's nice." Ariana says.

She finishes her fries within five minutes of being back on the highway, then takes some of mine.

"You're gonna get fat." I tell her.

"And you're not gonna care because you love me."

"You're absolutely correct." I take one of my fries back from her hands and she looks at me.

"You have a fucking large-"

"Mommy." Aviella says.

"Sorry." Ariana laughs, continuing her sentence.

"You have a large fry, yet you choose to steal fries from me."

"I choose to take the fries that you stole from me back."

"That makes sense." Alexa says.

Ariana laughs, turning to look at Alexa who shrugs and continues eating.

"It makes sense." I repeat.

Ariana rolls her eyes, flipping me off, but so the girls can't see it.

"That's not nice." I say.

"What did mommy do this time?" Aviella asks.

"I did nothing. He's being a bi-"

"Ariana." I warn.

"Sorry, sorry." Ariana says.

"Is it really that hard for you to control your tongue?" I ask her.

"Yes, it is. Don't judge me."

"Okay. I wont. No judgment here, just help. Give me a $1.50."

"Why?"

"You said one and a half of those choice words of yours, so pay up."

Ariana rolls her eyes, for about the fiftieth time today, and finds two dollars in her purse.

"Can I say the rest of that choice of mine so you can keep the change?"

"Uhh, I don't think it works-"

"Itch." Ariana says, handing me the two dollars.