3 Words

Trouble

3 words

Trouble

We must have both fallen asleep straight after that because all I remember is both of us giggling loads like little school girls and waking up the next morning, Jess still snuggled in to me. I watched her peacefully sleeping for a while and I couldn't help but admire how beautiful she looked. She really was perfect and I'd even go as far as saying that I actually prefer her without any make up on. And as tempted as I was to wake her up, I knew that she needed to rest. So I carefully slid out of my side of the bed and made my way downstairs. I decided I'd get one step ahead and ring my mum to organise Carter coming to spend the day with us. I'm surprised she agreed to it but I wasn't gonna complain as I couldn't wait to see my baby brother.

I quickly done a little bit of cleaning, but it weren't much. Jess always liked to keep on top of it. Her place was always spotless. Which gave me a bit of extra time to get myself ready. Jessie's apartment was pretty fancy, it was a duplex apartment so it had 2 floors. Which came in handy right now as it meant I could use the bathroom downstairs to get ready. And just as I applied my final coat of lipgloss, I heard the telecom buzz, causing me to run as fast as I could. I wanted to be sure not to wake Jess up. I greeted my mother at the door and asked her to come in but to whisper as someone was upstairs sleeping. She had a good nose around the apartment and was very impressed. She asked if this new woman in my life was rich. I think it was obvious from the stuff Jess had in her place, it was very tastefully decorated. And you could tell she'd spent a lot of money on it, to get it looking this good. I just shrugged it off and tried to play it cool at first. But then mum spotted a photo of Jess with her family hanging on the wall,

"Is that her? She's stunning as well as rich. How did you get to be so lucky?" she interrogated.

"I don't know. I ask myself everyday what she see's in me"

"You're beautiful inside and out" she assured me. It was that reassurance I always craved to have from my mum. It's only taken 24 years to get it. But because I weren't used of my mother being so complimentary, I didn't know how to respond to it. Fortunately, she covered up the awkward silence by continuing to question me,

"So do you love her?"

"It's early days yet mum. But all I know is that when she looks at me it's like she's hit me with lightening"

Which caused my mum to start getting emotional and telling me how happy she was for me. But it was a little embarrassing so I tried to get her out of the flat as politely as possible. She done one last check to make sure she'd left me with everything I could possibly need, it was ridiculous how much stuff she'd brought. As I showed her out and made my way back in to the living room, I realised Carter's stuff had completely invaded and taken over the apartment. He had his Moses basket to sleep in, loads of his toys were scattered everywhere, a little mat with lots of things that dangled from it and what looked like a months supply of food. But I guess she was just being over protective and wanted to make sure he didn't go without.

As soon as I sat down Carter started crying. And at his age babies normally only cry when they're hungry or need their nappy changing and since there wasn't a horrible smell, I tried him with his milk which seemed to do the trick. Silence suddenly filled the room and I must admit I was feeling rather pleased with myself for getting it right first time. I sunk back in to the sofa, with him snuggled in to my chest, drinking his bottle while I softly stroked his fingers, fascinated with how tiny they were.

"You're adorable with him" I heard a voice say. I looked back over my shoulder to see Jessie's heading poking round the corner of the door.

"Hey! How long have you been up?"