I love them, all of them

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Jo's POV

Waking up the next morning to the smell of french toast and bacon. As I begin my way down the stairs I hear Maison yell " Oh no daddy she is awake" She runs towards me and pushes me back into the bedroom and puts me back in bed and tells me to wait here until I am told I can go. In less than 10 minutes I see west peak his head in. Then the door opens and a sympathetic Misha walks in with a tray of food. West hands me a glass of orange juice. I hate orange juice but I will drink it for the kids they mean more to me than they should. They barely know me. I barely know them, but when Maison giggles as she tries to hide from one of us. Or when West smiles like he is guilty even though we know he isn't. Both of the kids look just like Misha and it kills me because I love them and I am so mad at Misha, but damn do I love that man. He has given me everything and in return, I have given him nothing. After eating the breakfast that Misha and the kids had made for me Misha called a babysitter. I told him not to because we hadn't even had the kids for two nights. He called anyway. West and Maison had left and I was making lunch as it now is closer to 1:00. I hated it but Misha walked up and wrapped his arms around me from behind. All I wanted was to turn around and kiss his soft pink lips. I couldn't do that I have to stay strong. Misha ate part of my lunch like what the fuck dude can't you see I am trying super hard to be mad at you even though it isn't going very well.

Misha's POV

I could see that she was troubled and struggling. She is so mad at me. I feel so bad for what I did, but I felt that it was better for my kids. It was obvious that she loves them and they love her. They even are starting to call her mommy. I have to make it right. " Jo can we please talk about this. I miss us, and everything we created. Jo, I want to make sure that I'm not going to lose you over this."

"Misha you aren't going to lose me I love those kids as if they were my own. I want to have my own but I don't do lies and I don't keep things from you and I hate that you would do that to me. Especially kids". Tears began to run down her cheeks faster than I could think. My lips pushed lightly up against her cheek. She grabbed my hand and led me to the couch. She had me get comfortable and she put on a random movie and curled up in a ball on my lap the same way that Maison does. Silent tears fell down both of our cheeks as the babysitter knocked on the door. She instantly got up and saw that I was crying too. Her hands wrapped around my face as she kissed me one final time before she told me, " Misha I love you go get the kids and I'm gonna make a phone call. I walked towards the door as I hear " I need your help" come out of her mouth. I wonder who she was talking to.

Jo's POV ( Sorry to keep switching!)

 I called Jensen. He understood completely. The kids were super excited to go play with JJ. I didn't tell Misha that the kids were leaving until Jensen showed up. I knew if I told him he would tell Jensen not to come, but I needed this time with Misha we are both hurting and it's time we talk. The saying is " Don't go to bed angry". We did and it got us nowhere.  About 20 minutes after the kids had left with Jensen, Misha and I were back on the couch exactly where we were before but this time. I wasn't crying. Misha was and it killed me. " Misha, why are you crying"

"This is how my last marriage ended. She told me she loved me then spent about three good days with me.  She took the kids and was gone by the time I woke up the next morning."(A/N I have no hard feelings against Vicki it is just for the story's sake)

"Misha I would never do that to you. You would know if I was gonna leave you. Honey, I love you I couldn't put myself through anything like that let alone doing it to you." We are both snot crying by now and Misha is holding me tight enough to where I can't breathe but for him, it's worth it. We end up falling asleep on the couch together. As tears dried and the sun rose the love grew strong between Misha and I.  

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