Justin
Thursday, 2:36 pm
"Looks like it's just you and me, lady bug." I say.
"Mommy and sister are weaklings. They never stay awake for anything."
"I heard that." I look at the bed and see Ariana staring at me and Bella.
"Why do you always wake up?"
"Um, let's try because I'm not dead. Why do you always think you can talk about me and I won't wake up?"
"I have no idea, but that is an excellent question."
I start spinning around the room with Bella, slowly, of course and Ariana just laughs.
"I hope she throws up on you."
"You're so negative towards me." I lift Bella in the air before bringing her down to the bed.
"Somebody needs their diaper changed." I say.
"I believe it's your turn."
"Since when did we take turns?"
"Since just now."
"So why does that automaticically make it my turn?"
"Because I change more diapers than you. End of story. Change your daughters diaper."
"I guess you win."
"I always win." Ariana smirks.
I steal a diaper from the package that we just bought and find the wipes in Bella's diaper bag.
"Good luck." Ariana says, walking to the bathroom.
"I can still see you."
"I'm aware."
"I really hate whoever invented diapers."
"So you'd rather your child not have a diaper on, and do what she does everywhere else."
"Yeah."
"You're crazy." I watch Ariana admire herself in the mirror and laugh.
"Shut up."
"I'm the only one that's allowed to admire you. Come back and chaperone me."
"Nope, I'm good."
"Wife, come on."
"You know how to change a diaper."
"I know, but I need you to chaperone me."
"Ugh, I hate you so much." Ariana walks back over to the bed and watches me change Bella's diaper.
"Her butt is so tiny!" Ariana squeals.
"You're a weirdo." I finish changing her diaper and throw the dirty one away.
"Why did you need me to chaperone you?"
"Because."
"Because what?"
"I don't know."
"Justin, one of these days, I'm going to go crazy. And you know what's going to happen then?"
"What?"
"I'm going to strangle you and lock your body in the basement."
"Such violent thoughts about your husband."
"Shut up."
I laugh, laying on the bed with Bella on my chest.
"Baby thief. I'm gonna take a shower."
"And I'm gonna take a nap. Even though you're still the weakling. I haven't slept for ten years, so don't blame me."
"Okay, I won't blame you." Ariana walks into the bathroom and I fall asleep before she even gets in the shower.
Ariana
3:17 pm
When I escape the shower, everyone is asleep, including my husband. Now who's the weakling?
Since today was our first day here, we were supposed to be relaxing, so I just put on one of Justin's shirts and put my hair in a bun before sitting down on the bed.
I spend about 30 minutes on my phone before Bella wakes up, and while I'm feeding her, Aviella walks in rubbing her eyes and yawning.
"Well hello, sleepy head." I say.
She just climbs into the bed next to Justin and she's out like a light in 0.3 seconds.
I finish feeding Bella and lay her across my lap, rubbing her back for a few minutes. I figure out that she's not going back to sleep any time soon, so I lay her on her stomach. Maybe she'll finally learn to roll over. Just kidding. I don't think she's ready for that just yet. But she can try.
Once Bella gets tired of laying on her stomach, I pick her up and lay her on my chest.
"Good morning." I look over and see Justin with his eyes open, finally.
"Hey."
"You look very comfortable."
"Oh, I am. My baby is very comfortable."
"That's nice. But I have to pee so bye." Justin gets up, making sure he doesn't wake Aviella up.
I scroll through Twitter on my phone and of course post pictures of my two princesses. The one that's sleeping and the one that's wide awake.

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Free (Sequel to Trapped)
FanfictionAriana Grande and Justin Bieber suffered something horrible as teenagers. Now, it's 5 years later, and they're getting married. The two adopted 5 year old Aviella Monet together, and Ariana is pregnant. Read to find out about the life of being Free...