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(DISCLAIMER: I would like to just remind you that since the last time I've told you everyone's age that they have changed. Shawn is now 26, Grayson & Ethan are 25, Jane is 24, Josh is still 24, Natti is 19, and Annie is 24.

(alSOOO could you guys pls do me a favour and check out my other book 'bad reputation'?? It would really mean a lot. I'm also trying to get in another chapter this weekend or before this weekend.

(That is all, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I love you all!)
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arranged | chapter nineteen
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August 9, 2018
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—JANE—

It's currently the next morning. I say next morning because although I slept at four am, I don't count my day as over until I fall asleep and wake up again. I got six hours of sleep which means it's now 10.

Kimberly is here and Natalia and Grayson are also awake. My gorgeous Violet-Grace is still asleep and it's a good thing too, I heard from my mother, its good to always take advantage of the time when your child is asleep because you don't know when you're going to get that time again. Moral of the story: time is precious.

"Again, I can't stop saying this, I really am happy and proud of you both so much." Kim exclaims. "I can't believe that I get to be an aunt now!"

"Oh, it was nothing, Kim, really, we just were really horny one night and—" I elbow Grayson in the gut before he got to finish his sentence. Kim and Nat laugh. "No but really, even though it was unexpected at first, we couldn't be happier with Violet-Grace. She's our world now." Grayson glances over to Violet-Grace in her small crib and smiles at me. He grabs our intertwined hands and kisses the back of mine. I look at my husband with an expression of adoration as I lean into his shoulder as he wraps his arm around me while we sit in my hospital bed together.

Kim and Natti are sitting across from us on the uncomfortable hospital chairs. I feel bad for them. When Kim's baby boy, Ryan, was born I had to sit for almost seven hours in one while we were waiting for her to reach ten centimeters and this bitch wouldn't fucking listen the doctors' advice of getting a c-section, she insisted over and over on a live birth. And here we are today, Ryan is seven years years old and going into the third grade (he skipped second grade that's why he's starting early).

"Gracie is so—" I cut off Natti.

"Stop." I tell her abruptly. She, along with Gray and Kim, look at my quizzically. "Her name is Violet-Grace. I don't want a nickname for my child, Natti." She looks at me like I killed her puppy in cold-blood with no remorse whatsoever.

"Dude, chill the fu—"

I raise an eyebrow in disbelief, growing angrier and angrier. "Are you challenging me, Natalia?" I tilt my head and narrow my eyes. "That's her name and I don't give a fuck. No nicknames whatsoever. We're done talking about this." The room turns cold due to the atmosphere here right now.

Natalia and I didn't/don't usually fight. When we were younger my parents used to stop us from pulling each other's hair out all the time because they knew if we really wanted to that we would rip each other to shreds.

Since Natalia started high school, if we ever fought, all I had to do was stare her down until she broke eye contact and we would never open up to whatever previous conversation we had after that. She grew a fear of me after that and we just decided to cooperate with each other and avoid fighting. We usually avoid each other for about an hour before making peace offerings which usually consists pasta or pizza.

Natalia doesn't say anything and just leaves the room. As she exists the room is faintly hear her break down. I shrug and glance over to Violet-Grace who's—thankfully—still sleeping peacefully.

Grayson clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair. "I think I'm gonna get some fresh air. See ya, Jane." He kisses my cheek before getting up and runs out the room.

"I think I'm gonna join him, ya know? I don't like stuffy rooms. Have fun, Jane." Kimberley chases after them and I exhale deeply. 

I decide to catch up on some more sleep when my phone rings. I answer without checking the ID. "Hello?" I speak into my phone as I put it to my ear.

"Congratulations, hunny, Violet-Grace is beautiful as ever. I will forever be grateful to you for such an amazing birthday present. Thank you, Jane." I roll my eyes feeling disgusted more and more after every second that passes.

"Fuck you. Literally go fuck yourself in the asshole with a toothpick, you deceptive little imp. I hate you." He chuckles loudly and I roll my eyes. I swear if he were in front of me I'd—

"Mmm, baby girl, save the aggressiveness for the bedroom. I'm gonna make you scream so loud that Grayson will be able to hear from his future prison cell. I'm getting things ready so you should be too. I have a cell with his name all over it and I have a bed with your name all over it. Fuck, Jane, I can't wait to—" I cut him off with any sign of warning. As soon as I do, I power off my cell-phone and decide to not think of any thoughts being formed in my brain after that disgusting phone call with that motherfucking, deceptive ass, conceited, son of a—I'm getting far too ahead of myself and I need to calm down. With that, I fall into my dream world, little did I know it'd be a full on nightmare, one that continued into reality.

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HAPPY BELATED CANADA DAY TO MY CANADIAN BABES!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU♥️🍁🇨🇦

alSO HAPPY LAW FOURTH I GUESS??? TO ALL MY AMERICAN HOES!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE NON-PROBLEMATIC ONE OF YOU♥️🇺🇸✨

HAVE A GREAT NIGHT/DAY BABES!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!🌹😩😘
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