His Little Pebble

Mr. Pervert

I woke up to someone tapping me and saying 'mommy' over and over again.

"Yes?" I whisper. My eyes still closed.

"I'm hungry." I recognize that voice as Jackson's.

"What time is it?" I ask noticing it's dark out as he shrugs. I look at my phone and see it's two in the morning.

"Mommy."

"Why are you up?" I look at my phone in disbelief.

"I woke up." He simply says.

"Ok let's get you to bed."

"No I want a snack, please?" He gives me his best puppy dog face but I barley see it because it's dark in here.

"Fine." I roll my eyes and get up. He quietly cheers while we're  walking down the steps. I memorized the path from our rooms to the downstairs. I've already been to the kitchen from getting a drink before heading to bed, so I know where to go.

When we reach the kitchen, I grabbed a bag of fruit snacks-that I randomly found while searching for the snacks- and gave them to Jackson. He greatfully took them while I grabbed myself a snack. I found gelatin free fruit snack and made a mental note to thank dad for buying them. He knows that fruit snacks are my best friend... besides skittles. I mean come on! They're delicious. They're so sweet and soft yet crunchy at the same time! I just- I'm in love with them. They're my one and only true love.

"Mommy, I'm done." Jackson says with a smile playing on his lips.

"Ok let's get you to bed." He doesn't argue with me but instead lifts his arms up. I pick him up quietly and bring him upstairs. "Good night baby." I say, even though he's already asleep.I kiss him on the cheek and walk out, closing the door. I get in bed, quickly cuddling into the comforters and getting comfy. Soon darkness envelopes me and I'm sent into dream land.

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"BEEP BEEP BEEP!"

Have you ever felt as if someone says anything else, you're going to actually punch them in the throat to shut them up? Well that's happening to me.

I am currently curled up in my comforter while my phone is blaring that obnoxious noise. I groan and stand up because I put my phone on the other side of my room. I really only do that because once I stand up I'm awake.

I stretch and walk over to my phone, pressing the button to make it shut up. I soon hear a knock on my door and Sophie walks in.

"Oh, sorry, i didn't know if you were awake or not." She's said.

"Nah, I'm still sleeping." I replied sarcastically.

"Alright well, mom made waffles so hurry up before dad inhales them all."

"Will do gremlin." I say giving her a salute.

"Thanks rat."

"Anytime butthead." She laughs and closes the door.

I walk over to my suit case looking for some of the least crumpled up clothes. I successfully find a soft yellow sweater and black ripped skinny jeans and pale yellow sports bra. If you haven't guessed, my favorite color is yellow. But that's not important. As I'm putting my contacts in, I hear my sister yell from downstairs.

"EMMA!! DADS EATING THE LAST WAFFLE!!"

I quickly sprint down the stairs just to see Sophie smirking and dad looking like a dear caught in headlights with a waffle dangling out of his mouth.

"Oops?" He says and stuffs the rest of the waffle into his mouth while I glare at him.

"Emma, honey, I can make more if you'd like." My mom states sweetly with a warm smile on her face.