Ma Chèrie » Emerson Barrett « || COMPLETE ||

5

Your POV

I was finishing the wrapping on the last of Kace's presents. All the family and the Kropp's were coming over for Kace's third birthday. I knew something bad was going to happen, especially around my other half of the family. The half of the family that called me a slut and a whore for getting rapped by someone.

Time skip

After everyone had arrived, people were chatting and talking to Kace. Emerson and I were talking about how big he was getting, and how it's a pity he won't be a baby for much longer.

"Soon he's gonna be off to collage." Emerson said

"Shut up. You're gonna make me cry." I said pushing him slightly, Emerson giggled.

"Make me, make me shut up."

"I would but there's people in the room" I winked, he smirked. As we chatted some more one of my older guy cousins walked over to us.

"Hey slut." He said, Emerson side eyed him.

"What do you want, Jason?" I asked rolling my eyes. He always wanted to start a fight with me, it made his dick feel bigger.

"Just wanted to know who this guy is. You gonna beg him to fuck you like the whore you are?" Jason smirked, at this point some people were looking.

"Why must you always feel the need to pick on her?" Emerson said.

"I'm not picking on her if it's actual facts." Jason retorted "and plus, I don't think some hobo pirate has any room to tell me anything."

"Oh shut the hell up Jason. You're no more than a fuckboy yourself." I said. I set my drink down. "Which is way worse than a 'hobo pirate'"

"Me? I fuckboy? Please. I don't fuck girls left and right. Especially not the sluts like you." He said.

At this point, I was done. I didn't want contact with any of these people anymore. I walked over and grabbed Kace. I walked over to the door putting a pair of shoes on and walked out. I saw Emerson following behind me.

"Grab Kace's sippy off the counter please, Emerson." I asked, he grabbed it and we walked out the door.