2 weeks later
"Babe do you know where my swimming trucks are?" Matt calls.
"Me too?" Shawn says after.
"Matt yours are in the bottom of your nightstand. Shawn yours are in the laundry room." I answer.
"Babe, where is my flattening iron?" Tasia calls.
"It should be behind your hair blow dryer." I answer.
"Babe can you come help me? I have a knot a knot in my hair." Brenna says.
"I'm coming."
"After her, can you help me? Matt thought it would be funny to put gum in my hair while I was sleeping." Carter yells before you could hear Matt laughing.
"Give me a minute."
"Babe I need you." Nash yells.
"You guys! She's not your fucking mom! Do it yourself!" Hayes finally says.
I haven't noticed. But that's really what I act like sometimes around here. Even Hayes himself sometimes needs my assistance. I honestly don't mind though.
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After I help both Carter and Brenna I go help Nash.
"What do you need?" I ask him.
"I don't feel good." He says holding his head.
"Well what's wrong?"
"My head and my stomach hurt." he complains.
"I'll go to the store for you." I tell him.
"Okay." he agrees. “Hey." he says just as I'm about to walk out the door. “Don't talk to any boys."
I roll my eyes as I exit the room.
"Everyone, be really quite Nash doesn't feel good." I tell them.
They all hurry to settle down.
"Can I use your car to get him medicine?" I ask Brenna.
"Yes." she answers.
"I'm going with you." Hayes says.
"Mmkay, come on."
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"You know I have to be your best friend! We are the most alike."
"Hayes, you are both my best friends, that's the end of it."
"But-"
"Zip!"
"Rawr!" He says looking out the window. “Does it ever bother you, that they act like we're their parents?"
Hayes' POV
"What?" She ask turning the corner.
"The house, like whenever you're not around they always ask me where their stuff is, and they always will need my help." I explain.
"Well. you were raising kid, so you might have some fatherly quality." She assumes.
Flashback
"Skylynn, you want to watch TV?" I ask her as I sit her plate on the table.
"Yes bubby." she answers coming out of the room.
I hand her the plastic plate of food, and she walks to the small living room. I join her after making a plate myself.
"Is mommy at work again?" She ask.
"Um yeah." I answer.
We sit and watch the TV show of the family.
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Thief (n.g.)
FanfictionEver heard the expression, "Listen to your elders, they know best."? Well it's true. I stupidly decided against it, and it brought a lot of drama and people in my life. Just because I decided to take the short cut home, I saw someone die right befor...
