(BLAKE’S POV)
I walked into the BVB house to be tackled by hugs.
“Black Rose!”
“Wolfy!”
“Blakey!”
“Blake!”
“Wolf!”
And so many more of the nicknames I have earned were being shouted at me.
“GUYS!” I yelled. I haven’t really seen any of them in a few years, and this time they brought their wives/kids/girlfriends. Suddenly, I was lifted up and sat on the counter by Andy.
“Ahh!” I screamed. Katt and Katie looked at me with amused smirks.
“Intro-fucking-ductions!” Alan screamed.
I met:
Vic’s wife, Clara, and their two kids, Michelle, who is thirteen, and Brandon, who is ten.
Tony’s wife, Hillary, and their kid, Sean, who is fifteen.
Jaime’s girlfriend, Nikki.
Mike’s wife (gasp!), Miranda, and their kids, Riley, who is ten, and Cleo, who is seven.
Alan’s long-time girlfriend, Lisa.
Aaron’s wife, Hannah, and their kid, Zeeke, who is six.
Phil’s fiancée, Lucy, and their kid, Chelsea, who is two.
Tino’s wife, Maddie, and their twins, Alexander and Alexandria, who are twelve.
CC and Lauren’s kids, Nala, who is sixteen, and Maryann, who is ten.
Jake and Ella’s kids, Morgan, who is thirteen, and Seth, who is fifteen.
I had met CC’s and Jake’s kids before, it’s just been a while.
“MY TURN!” I yelled after everyone introduced everyone. “THESE ARE MY BESTFRIENDS AND ROOMMATES, KATT AND KATIE!!!” I yelled. Everyone cheered and I winked at Austin before pulling him up on the counter with me.
“I’m getting too old for this shit,” he muttered as he climbed up.
“Oh shut it, you’re only… thirty… forty… two?” I asked, earning a death glare. “Ill shut up now.” He nodded. I whispered the plan to him and he nodded.
“KATT!” he boomed. She looked scared as she cowered behind Katie.
“HOW MUCH DOES A POLARBEAR WEIGH!?” we yelled together. EVERYONE groaned. We may have over-used this…
“ENOUGH TO BREAK THE ICE!” Katie, Katt, Austin, Blade, who just came down, and I yelled.
“Cheese and motherfucking rice,” Katt muttered as her cheeks turned bright, cherry red. I laughed as everyone did their own thing. I grabbed Austin’s hand and led him to the kitchen.
“What?” he asked as I gave him a ‘tell me or else’ look.
“You haven’t gotten a girlfriend?” I ask. He just glares at me. “Don’t fucking tell me it is none of my business. Even my father has a girlfriend! Why?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t found the right girl?” he shrugged.
“Over eighteen fucking years, Aust. Over eighteen years, get yourself out there. You need your own Ashley,” I said, using the same words I used for my dad.
“Really?”
“Yes! If you don’t find your own Ash, I will. Male or female, I don’t care,” I added with a wink.
“WHAT?!”
“KIDDING!”
“BETTER BE!”
“OR WHAT?!”
“I WILL CALL YOUR DAD AND SAY YOU ARE PREGGERS!”
“YOU WOULDN’T!”
“I SOO WOULD!”
“YOU DON’T HAVE THE BALLS!”
“WANNA BET!!?”
“JESUS! HOW DID THIS GO FROM A NICE CHAT TO AN ARGUMENT OVER FUCKING BALLS!?” I yelled, getting a weird look from Alan.
“Whatever, you started it,”
“DID NOT!”
“DID TO!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH! IM GETTING YOU A GIRLFRIEND WHETHER YOU FUCKING LIKE IT OR NOT!” I yelled before jumping on Blade’s back.
“Whoever this is better get the fuck off before I-“I cut him off by kissing his cheek, leaving a black smudge from my lipstick. “Hey Wild Dog,” he said.
“Hey Raccoon,” I whispered. We walked over to the couch and sat next to Phil, who was holding Chelsea.
“Can I hold her?!” I asked as Blade pulled me onto his lap.
“Sure,” Phil shrugged as he let Chelsea crawl onto my lap.
“Hi there little Chels!” I said.
“Haii!” she said.
“I’m Blake!”
“I’m Blade,” Blade said from behind me.
“Haii Bwake, Haii, Bwade!” she exclaimed before going into a fit of giggles.
“Aww!” I cooed. “I love little people!” I squealed like a child.
“Take her, she’s all yours,” Phil laughed.
“Nope, no diapers or runny noses for me, thank you,” I laughed as I gave Chelsea back to Phil.
I walked with Blade behind me to where Snow was. I grabbed her hand and dragged her to Katt. Katt gave me her famous death glare before giving Snow a faint smile.
“Katt, tell Snow how you feel,” was all I said before leaving them and pulling Blade with me. We walked outside and sat on the bench together, enjoying each other’s presence.
***
(KATT’S POV)
To say I panicked when I saw Blake and Blade come over to me with Snow is an understatement.
“Katt, tell Snow how you feel,” was all Blake said before running off with Blade.
“Damn,” I muttered.
“Are you doing anything tomorrow night?” Snow suddenly asked. I shook my head, knowing that since it was a Saturday tomorrow, I wouldn’t be doing anything. “Would you like to, possibly, maybe, um, go on a date?” she asked.
“Sure, I’d love that,” I grinned.
“Great!” she said.
“I’m going to sit out back, it’s getting kind of crowded in here,” I whispered as I stood up.
“Can I come with?” she asked, eyelashes fluttering. My heart was literally melting.
“Sure,” I grabbed her arm and led her outside.
We sat on one of the benches out there and I saw Blake smiling at us.
“I really like you,” snow whispered in my ear.
“I like you, too,” I whispered back.
We sat there, just talking. I have never been able to do this with anyone other than Blake and Katie before.
“Sorry, lovebirds, it’s almost midnight and we need to head home,” Blake said as she walked over to us.
“I’ll meet you by the truck,” I said to her. She smiled and walked off with Blade. I stood up with Snow and held her face in my hands. I bent down since she was about four inches shorter than me. I gently kissed her soft red ones. I then kissed her nose and forehead before walking back to Blake and Katie.
This girl has me wrapped around her fucking finger.
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Mourning Star (Sequel to Unbroken)
FanfictionCarter's daughter, Blake Wolf, has grown into a (semi) mature young woman, who has a knack for getting into trouble. How will J and the bands keep her in line? Will she fall in love with The Prophet's son?
