Thief (n.g.)

Chapter 74

Nash's POV

I lay awake for hours running my hands in Babe's hair, she fell asleep around eleven and its two fifty-six now. I sigh and I hear something. I can't really make out what it is, but it's coming from the next room over that Skylynn is in.

I slip out from under Babe and walk to the room and flip the lights on. There sits Skylynn her face glows red and she cries.

Immediately I look around the room.

"What's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" I ask.

"No." She sniffles.

"Well what's wrong Skylynn?" I ask.

"I miss our mommy."

I cringe when she says "our mommy"

"Why?" I ask again.

"She didn't tell me my story before I went to bed."

Memories flood through my mind.

"What was the story about?"

"The princess and the horseys."

"Mommy told me that story when I was little... want me to tell you it?"

She nods.

"Okay." I smile. I walk to her bed and get under the covers. It surprised me when she moves closer, lays her head on my chest and puts her arm as far around me as she can reach. I feel weird being all nice and talking like a little kid to her, but I try to be casual. "Okay, where did your mom leave off."

"The princess was next to the river and she saw the horseys across it."

"Okay, so the the princess wanted to get across the river to get to the horses-"

"Horseys." She corrects.

"Oh... the princess wanted to get to the horseys... but suddenly a big storm started to come and the horseys ran away. The princess was so sad and scared, but she looked up, and as the clouds started to form, a little sparkle started to fly towards her very slowly..."

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"'No! don't hurt the horseys!' the princess yelled."

I finally notice Skylynnn is sleeping.

I slip from under her and put the covers over her. She's a crazy sleeper, but she still looks cute. I go and open the door and just as I was about to turn out the light-.

"Mom used to tell you stories about horseys and princesses?" Shawn ask.

"What the hell man! Did you listen that whole time?"

He nods and smiles. "Well when you started to talk about the trolls, I had to go pee so..."

I roll my eyes. "Well no mom didn't tell me stories about princesses she would tell me stories about cars. And she made it up as she went. She did with all of us." I shrug.

"Wait, Rob George wasn't a real rock star."

"No." I say shaking my head.

He's a fucking idiot.

"Dude, he was my biggest motivation under Ed Sheeran!"

"It's really bad that your in a gang and you like singing."

"Says the guy who was just telling the little girl a princess story!"

I smile. "Why is our family so fucking weird?"

"Cause Matt is in it."

We both chuckle.

"Well, this probably isn't your ideal conversation at three in the morning, but, I over heard you and Babe talking... so you're going to have the baby?"