"You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving....."*****
****Mariah's POV****
I paced back and forth as I bounced Soleil on my hip, trying to get her to stop screaming. She was only 9 months old, though, and she was a habitual screamer. I had just fed her so I knew she wasn't hungry, and her diaper was clean.....she just wouldn't stop screaming, though.
"Hey, shut that damn baby up before I shut her up for good!!" someone in the shelter yelled.
"I'm sorry....I'm really trying to get her quiet!" I shouted back. I sighed heavily as I kept trying to get Soleil quiet, but nothing was working for me.
"Mommy, how come baby won't stop crying?" William, my 3 year old son, asked me.
"Mommy doesn't know, baby....I don't know." I sighed, on the verge of tears from being so stressed. I had gotten off of work and got back, only to see that Noah had left the kids by themselves in the shelter. So, I was waiting for Noah to get back so that I could address him about leaving my kids alone in the shelter. Noah didn't have a job because he was always too drunk to actually function, so since I worked he was supposed to watch the younger two kids and get Marisol from school. Instead, he just got Marisol and dropped her off then went God-knows where to go drink.
"Mari....where did your daddy go after he dropped you off here?" I asked Marisol, who was trying to do her homework.
"I don't know.....I didn't ask, and I don't care." Marisol answered. She was 11 years old, and she had dealt with watching Noah beat my ass for years. She had started to hate him, and she had every reason to do so.
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Mariah Oneshots
FanfictionA bunch of short stories/oneshots on Mariah and various celebrities that I like. I hope you all enjoy!!!