Round Here

Chapter Seventeen

May '73

A/N: It is going to switch between their point of views to understand both sides of a situation. Sorry if it seems confusing. The ... will mean it changes. Sorry for the confusion. 

It's been an easy few months. My wife hasn't enjoyed this pregnancy because as she claims she looks fat. The poor thing looks like she swallowed a watermelon, but that's what you get when you have twins. She just can't wait to meet them. Little Sonny and Marlon are excited too. Vinny however could care less. He's just his own little person. He turned two a while back and Marlon turned four. He has been doing a bit better at school. The kids still bully him and little Sonny but they manage to get through it. 

San and I were in the kitchen making cookies when we got a phone call. "Your turn." She said with a giggle. I grabbed the phone. "Hello?" I didn't recognize the voice. "Hi is this the Corleone's?" "It is. Who is it?" I had wondered who it was. "It's Mrs. Nally, the principal from the school." I sighed. I had wondered what Marlon did this time. "What's going on?" She sighed. "I have your children here in my office. One's suspended and the other is hurt." "Which one did which?" "Sonny beat up a bunch of kids because they were picking on Marlon. He's got a few cuts and that. He won't talk to any of us. We need you both to come in and get them. We want to speak to yous." I looked at her pulling the tray out of the oven. I covered the phone. "Santina turn the oven off. We've got to go." She did as I asked. Then I returned to the conversation. "Okay my wife and I are on our way. Don't worry." "I'm more worried about your son. He's such a smart boy, but when they pick on him he just shuts down so fast." "I know. Okay we're leaving now." She sighed before hanging up. Santina looked at me. "What?" I said. "Why are we going to pick them up?" "Stuff happened. You'll know when we get there. Plus Vinny's with pops, so come on." She just shook her head as she followed me down the hall. 

We were halfway there when she asked me again. "What happened?" "Some kids were picking on Marlon, then I'm assuming Sonny beat them up." She tried holding back her laughter as we pulled into the driveway. "Santina that's not funny." "I know it's just it seems so odd. Why didn't she call C?" "I don't know. They must think little Sonny is ours." San smiled. "She basically is." I knew what she meant. I got out first, then went to her side to help her out. "Oh Sonny I'm getting too big for this." "San, you're fine. The kids will be here soon. Don't you worry love." She held onto me as we walked in. 

We walked into the office. We were greeted by Mrs. Nally and Mrs. Smith. It was noon, so I'm assuming she was on her lunch break. "We're glad you could come. We've got the children in here." She motioned for us to come into the room. We followed her. I saw my son sitting with Sonny. She was holding him closer to her. It seemed like she was comforting him. I let her sit down. "So, as you know your children have gotten into a bit of a scuffle with the others. Sonny here beat up two of them. Kyle Davis and Ryan Matthews. I'm going to give them a one day suspension." She freaked out. "Why? The kids were picking on them. This is ridiculous. Like who the hell do you think you are? They're four, and maybe if yous would stop this bullying they wouldn't have a reason to fight back." I placed my hands on her shoulders. "Mrs. Corleone we don't mean to upset you. We have suspended all of them for fair reasons. We'll have the parents in on Friday." I was confused. Today was Wednesday. I then figured it out. "Alright we'll take them home. Come on kids. Mama is gonna take you home." They got off the chair. Marlon didn't look very happy. I mean I wouldn't if kids were picking on me too. He was moving very slow. Even Santina was walking faster than he was. "Marble come on. Mama wants to get home and make more cookies." He grabbed my arm. I picked him up. "What's the matter Marls?" He rested his head on my shoulder. "I go home." Was all he said. "Yeah we're going home. You and Sonny can have some cookies okay." "I don't want any. I just want mama." "Okay baby." I said before placing him in the car. "Sonny I can't get in." I heard my wife say. "I'm coming." I went over to her and helped her in. "Soon we're gonna need a bigger car." "I know." I smiled before shutting her door.