A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️

♡Chapter 17♡

*Marilyn's pint of view*

I just picked the kids up from school. I'm super elated because I haven't really talked to Jasmine since the I guess 'Separation'. At first it was due to  her own wishes. Of course I tried to stroke her ego so we could talk from time to time, but eventually I gave up. She is a definite daddy's girl. Not so much now I guess. "your father is coming with the rest of your stuff so until then just put what you have in Brandon's room.", I directed Jasmine as we entered the house. She doesn't reply. I sigh. "Jasmine I'm not your father so I will not beg you to talk to me but please don't ignore me give me some confirmation that you heard me.", I said giving her a stern glance. She avoids eye contact but gives me a thumbs up. I return with a smile. "Thank-you, Brandon love can you help her?", He nods and grabs her begs leading her upstairs. "Dylan honey bunch can you scratch mommy's back?", I asked sweetly. Dylan is a sucker for helping his mommy. He smiles showing me his slightly crooked teeth. I giggle and squat to his level. He happily digs his nails into my back carefully. I sigh happily. "Thank-you honey bunch", "Welcome!", He cheered skipping off in satisfaction. I let out another giggle shaking my head. I just love my little honey bunch. My laughter soon fades once I hear commotion coming from upstairs. I let out another sigh. I already know what to expect. I quickly jog up the stairs only to see Jasmine and Brandon going at it. It's a screaming match with brutal insults. I squeeze myself between them trying to separate them as if it would help. It didn't.  They just became louder. I take in a deep breath preparing my voice. "Look! You two need to stop! I had enough of it on the ride here!", I yelled referring to the incident that happened moments before we arrived. Jasmine ignores me and continues giving Brandon her best death stare. He is doing the same as if in competition. Jasmine was clearly winning though. "Tell him to stop sticking his nose in my business!", She yelled at no one in particular. Brandon rolls his eyes. "Pufft.. I know about periods idiot! ", Jasmine's eyes bulge in anger. "Shut up you freaking anus! You wish you could have one!", She retaliated pushing me as she tries to hit him. I push her back. "You guys stop!", They ignore me. "Aww that's cute that you think I want blood coming out of my imaginary crotch! You're such a hypocrite!", Brandon continued. Jasmine hesitates before retaliating. "Oh I'm the hypocrite? You don't even know what you like sausage or cookies! Which one is it Brandon?  Dogs or Cats?!", Jasmine said backing away a little. I give Brandon a pleading look to not retaliate. His eyes are dark with rage. He has the look of a killer. I glance back at Jasmine. "Why?! Why would you say that! That's not nice nor funny!", I barked still holding Brandon back. Jasmine doesn't respond. "Just go.. please go in the room", "I'm not going in his room!", She retorted. I roll my eyes. "Go to the damn room Jasmine!!", I yelled pointing. She stares at me. Seeing I wasn't in the mood she huffs and walks away. I turn to face Brandon when she's out of sight. He is hyperventilating. He has tears streaming down his face. I pull him into my arm's. He forcefully wiggles out and shakes his head. "No mom a hug will not fix this! I am tired of her! I am so sick and tired of her!", He yelled at the ceiling. He pulls at his hair. "Brandon love please calm down..please ", I said trying to soothe him. He shakes his head pacing. He stops at my room wall and punches it. "Brandon stop!", He pulls back and starts punching again. I am so scared right now. I can't stop him. He's like his father when angry. I stare at him longer. "Oh God please help me...", I said to myself.  I rush downstairs to grab my cellphone. Only one person I can call. I punch in the numbers nervously staring at Brandon. "Come on come on pick up....", I whispered into the phone. The phone rings and rings. Then, voicemail. "Fuck!...", I screamed. I glance back up at Brandon who was headed towards his room. "No no no! Brandon don't please! ", He ignores me. I run after him. Just when he reaches the knob I pull him back. "Brandon please, calm down." O pleaded. He stares at me with fire still in his eyes. I return with pleading eyes. "Please...", I begged. A lone tear exscapes my eyes. His face slowly softens as well as his eyes. "Mom...", He whispered softly. I pull him in for a hug. "I'm sorry Brandon, baby I'm so sorry ", I repeated squeezing him. He began to tremble in my arm's. He is crying. He finally wraps his arm's around me. "I'm sorry mom", He whispered. He kisses the top of my head. "So sorry...",...

To Be Continued...