Not The Babies Fault(BMWM)

Chapter 9

"It's literally taken you five months for you to say you're coming! When I was eight months pregnant you told me you were coming! You can't just sit there and do that!"

"Well I knew you were doing training, I didn't want to go while your children are with that...boy"

"That's not the point mother!"

"Well well, look at you. You're yelling at your own mother. What will your children think? Hmph. Anyways we'll be there in a few hours. I hope everything is presentable." A beep of the other end on the phone had ended the call. Luna had been outside on the porch in the back for an hour now, she didn't want to end up waking everyone.

A sigh had been released from her lip and she tucked her phone under her arm so she could fold hers. It was particularly warm outside, considering it was seven AM in the morning, it surprised her. She watched as the sun was hidden behind the trees and houses of the neighborhood.

She had felt arms snake around her waist. She almost dropped her phone but caught it before she did. She let out a huff of relief once she saw the dark-colored arms wrap around her. She leaned her head to the side as Jackson's chin snuggled into her neck.

"You're up early?"

"I got a call, I had to take it." She stated vaguely, hoping he wouldn't ask more about it.

"Who?" Her eyes went down softly, she might as well tell him.

"It was my mother, she wants—she will come over to my apartment later tonight or today. They're coming over from France to see the twins. And honestly, I don't want them to. They're always judgmental and they're horrible people, but I guess they haven't done anything wrong so far for me to keep their grandchildren away from her at least." Luna frowned thinking about her parents.

They had truly never been there for her, especially when she needed it. She felt like she couldn't trust them anymore especially after La troisième, 9th grade in American, her 10th Year of school in France. She dumped the thought way back into her mind hastily and decided not to bring it up again.

"Oh..? I mean they couldn't be so bad?" Jackson questioned, and like a light bulb popped over his head he smiled.

"Why don't we all have...dinner together?" He questioned. The last family dinner he had hosted was one with Seline, it was such a long time ago but he remembered his etiquette.

"What? God no, that's ridiculous" She brushed the thought of it as it began to get chilly, she removed herself from his arms and walked back inside into the nursery.

"Why? Come on" Jackson stated as she went into the room. Dinner with her mother, father and him would be the end of life itself.

"Because it's ridiculous. It's crazy. It could never work." She whispered to the male gently as she moved Madeline's hair out of her face and placed her finger in her small hand.

"Please? I'll even ask my mom, she makes everything better." She placed a hand onto her forehead and sighed.

"It's your death, fine." She snorted quietly.

"That means we have to take everything to my place before they get here. I don't want to hear her mouth." He chuckled softly and kissed the crook of her neck, getting back into the position they were before.

It had only been a few hours but the two had been able to transfer everything to her apartment, the twins had woken up in a fuss but they had been able to handle it together. As everything was moved to the medium-sized apartment. It was about noon so she expected her mother to not be far from her apartment. Jackson had gone ahead and called up his mother to join them before Luna's had gotten there.