Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

Bridget's POV

We spent the night at Taylors, due to Mason wanting to hang out with Kyle and Audrey wanting to spend more time with me. Which I didn't mind at all, I never had a sister and its fun to hang out with her now that she's not a stuck up bitch. Yep. I said it.

It was about noon and we decided to head home, Lily needs to take a nap and I also needed to feed her.

When we got back, Niall took Kyle to our front yard to play baseball and I went to the fridge to get Lily's bottle. She was still a little peanut for being a year old. I mean she looks like a year old, but she is still very skinny, unlike Kyle where he was a sack of fat rolls running around. I warmed the bottle and sat down, playing with her little hairs. The timer went off, startling Lily, making her cry. I tried to shush her, and bob, but it didn't work. She didn't even want her bottle

Niall came running into the kitchen, putting the glove on the counter, going to the fridge, pulling out our steak for dinner.

"what are you doing??" I ask

Kyle runs in with his hand on his eye, screaming in pain. "I told you to stay outside bud" Niall runs over with the meat and puts it to his face

"The ball missed his glove, it's not that big of a deal" Niall explains

I keep bouncing and feeding Lily as Kyle continues to cry. "daddy it hurts!"

"I'm going to run to the store and get an ice back."

"no you can't just leave me with them! They're both crying!"

"I love you" he quickly kisses me before he skates out

"at least get another steak!"

The door slams shut and Lily starts to cry again, spitting up her milk on me. Kyle is standing, crying with a steak on his face, and I'm left alone to deal with both of them.

I walk to the couch and put Lily on her play mat, heading over to Kyle to calm him down.

"ouch! Shit" I look down to see a Lego stuck in my foot, "god damn it"

"what does God damn mean" he all of a sudden stops crying.

"Nothing, don't say that word. It's a bad word. Let me see your eye" I pull the Lego out of my foot and kneel down to take a look at the damage. His eye was already blackened and swollen. "come over here and sit" I put the meat back on his face and sit him on the couch.

"If it's a bad word, then how come you get to say it?"

"because I'm a grown-up" I remark, going back to Lily who still had spit up on her face. I wipe her mouth with my shirt and finish feeding her.

After she's asleep in her room, I go to mine and change my shirt, putting my dirty one in the hamper. When I go back in the living room, Kyle is gnawing at the meat, "Kyle! No! get that out of your mouth!"

"why?"

"because that's uncooked meat!"

"why?" he repeats

I take the steak from his hands and try to get him to spit out the remainder of it, though he swallowed most of it. I just pray he doesn't get sick or worms from it. Ew. I will not be attending that doctors appointment.

"why can't I say God damn"

"Because I said so. No more."

God, when is Niall going to be home with that ice pack?

As if he were listening to my thoughts, he flies into the living room with a paper bag. "okay, I got three reuseable ice packs, and kid Motrin. As well as a steak for us."

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