Free (Sequel to Trapped)

Ch. 102

Ariana

Sunday, 1:46 pm

Aviella picks Taco Bell, while me and Justin eat Chick-Fil-A.

"Chick-Fil-A is gross!" Aviella says.

"You're gross." I reply.

I was starving, which means I would probably eat anything right about now. I had been back to the restaurant  twice just to get more fries.

"I don't see how you don't get fat." Justin says. 

"Bella sucks all the fat out of my body."

"What does that mean?" Aviella asks.

"Nothing you need to worry about. Eat your taco." I say.

She frowns, but continues eating.

2:03 pm

"I have to pee, mommy!" Aviella says.

"Baby, I have to take Bella to the car so I can feed her."

"But I have to go!"

"I'll take you, Bella. Come on." Justin says.

"But you can't come in the girls bathroom."

"That's what the family ones are for. Come on." Justin picks up Aviella and goes to the restrooms while I push Bella's stroller out of the mall.

I takw the car seat out and put it in the back before folding the stroller and putting it in the trunk.

"You require too much." I say, getting in the backseat with her.

Luckily, the windows are tinted. I don't need people looking at all my business.

Justin and Aviella return a few minutes later and Justin drives home. Bella eats the whole time, and she's still not satisfied when we get there.

2:16 pm

"Wait until we get inside, Belle." I carry her inside, and Aviella carries her empty car seat.

"I'm strong, mommy." Aviella says.

"You are." I smile.

Aviella and Justin spend the next 7 minutes bringing bags inside, while I continue to feed Bella.

When she's finally done, I lay her across my lap and rub her back.

"Mommy, tell Aviella it's nap time." Justin walks downstairs with Aviella behind him.

"Aviella, it's nap time. I know you're tired." I pick Bella up, laying her head on my shoulder.

"I don't wanna go to sleep!" Aviella whines.

"Aviella, you're going to sleep or we will take everything back."

"Fine." Aviella runs upstairs and I laugh.

"You suck. You can't even get your daughter to go to sleep." I walk into the bedroom and put Bella in her swing.

"Sleep tight, moonlight." I put Bella in her swing and turn it on, just so she'll stay asleep.

"Come here, wife." Justin says from the bed.

I turn around and stare at him.

"Come here." He repeats.

"Why?"

"Because I'm tired and I want you to take a nap with me."

"What if I don't wanna take a nap?"

"Then I'll take all your stuff back too."

"Fine." I climb into bed with Justin and he wraps his arms around me.

"That works for everyone."

"Including you. Don't make me take your shoes back."

"That's how it's gonna be, huh?"

"Yeah." I yawn and Justin kisses my cheek.

"I knew you were tired." He whispers.

"You didn't know anything." I giggle and he starts running his fingers through my hair.

I'm literally about to fall asleep when Aviella comes in.

"Mommy, my tummy hurts."

"Does it really? Or do you just not wanna go to sleep?"

Aviella's always had trouble lying, which is a good thing. This is why I always ask her these questions because even Toulouse can tell when she's not telling the truth.

It usually takes her a while, and when she does answer, she'll look anywhere but in your face. Which is exactly what she does now.

"It does h-hurt." She looks at Bella, asleep, then to the door and back to Bella.

"Aviella, go to sleep." Justin says.

"But I don't wanna go to sleep. I'm not tired."

"Aviella." Justin repeats.

"Yes, daddy?" She says innocently.

"Go take a nap." Justin tells her slowly, in his serious dad voice.

Aviella's last resort is her puppy dog face, which I will agree is adorable, but since I'm tired, it doesn't work this time.

"Sleep. Now." I say.

Of course, she listens to me. Who wouldn't listen to me? My mom voice is 100 times worse than Justin's dad voice.

Aviella walks out of the room with her head down.

Normally, we probably wouldn't have done that. We would have probably let her stay in here or go play, but my mom said if we kept spoiling her like that she would end up a brat when she got older. Pattie and Jeremy agreed, so now we have to actually follow through with what we say.

"Daddy, will you put me back to sleep?" I ask.

"Of course I will, baby girl."

Justin, being the best husband ever, does the same thing he did earlier, and I fall asleep even quicker.