Alexander Eaton || A Uriah Pedrad Love Story

Chapter 43

"I'm your mother," she said.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but that's impossible. My mother died when I was three years old," I said.

"Alexander," she said.

"It's Alex," I corrected her instantly. Maybe she was my mom. The way she spoke the name I've come to dread, it was just slightly different enough that it was noticable.

"Alex, I left you and Tobias with your father because I couldn't stand to be hit again," she said. The way she pronounced my brothers birth name set the fact that this was my biological mother in my head.

"I don't care if you gave birth to me, a mother never would've left her children with an abusive asshole like my father," I said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, we need to get to breakfast so I can get to work."

"Alex," she pleaded.

"Please leave," I said.

"Babe," Uriah said, grabbing my free hand in his. We were each carrying one of the twins, so being able to hold hands was a challenge for a few moments until we figured it out.

"Uriah," I said as we walked into the cafeteria.

"We need to talk about that," he said.

"Tonight?" I asked, looking at him with the slightest bit of puppy eyes. He caved and agreed we could talk about it later.

"There you two are," Zeke joked. "We figured it would be safe to send out a search party because there can't be enough time for sex when you have kids."

"No," I responded while laughing. "But, that's why there's aunts and uncles, right?"

"Oh no," Zeke said. "I don't not do babies."

"I do," Shauna said, coming over to me and taking AJ from my arms. Four took Maeve and Uriah and I sat down at the table so we could eat.

After breakfast was over, I said goodbye to my boyfriend and our kids and headed off to work.

It was boring as all get out. Who knew there was so much paperwork to do after you have into another faction? Turns out that paperwork was the last I'd see of the Jeanine Matthews case until I was called to testify. Four handed the case over to some detectives so we could get back to work running the faction.

Once my work day finally ended, I met Uriah and the twins in the cafeteria for dinner.

"How was work, baby boy?" Uriah asked.

"Um, kind of boring actually," I said. "I did lots of paperwork."

"Ew, paperwork," he said, causing me to laugh.

"How were the twins today?" I asked.

"Amazing," he said.

"Glad to hear it," I said, smiling down at Maeve who was asleep in my arms. Dinner continued on, progressively getting louder as more and more people filed in to eat.

"Let's get outta here babe," he said.

"Let's go," I agreed. Uriah led the way back up to our apartment. It was nice to be back in the peacefulness of our own place after the chaos that is the Dauntless cafeteria at dinner time.

We bathed the twins, a task we'd learned while they were still in the hospital, before taking them to bed and heading to our room. I grabbed the baby monitor, looking at it quickly to make sure that it was still working.

"I'm going to hop in the shower, care to join me?" Uriah asked.

"Sure," I said. We headed into the bathroom and stripped down before getting in the shower together. Contrary to what one might believe, our shower only ended in horrible acapella duets and Uriah getting soap in his eyes.

While we were laying in bed that night, Uriah brought up the one thing I was hoping he wouldn't: that woman who claimed to be my mother.

"What if she was? Your mother, I mean," he asked, pulling me closer to him.

"So what if she was?" I asked. "That just means she abandoned me and my brother. Which, for the record, is worse than her dying."

"I know babe, but I just keep thinking how great it'd be to see my dad again," he said.

"Uriah, your dad was probably amazing," I said. "He probably didn't abandon you."

"He was amazing," he said.

"Tell me about him?" I inquired.

"What about him?"

"Everything," I said. Uriah started talking as I curled into his chest. From the sounds of things, he would've been a great guy. Then again, he sounds like Uriah is a carbon copy.

Eventually, Uriah's smooth voice lulled me to sleep.