1. Baking Time

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"It's been a while since I have touched a cigarette but it's enough now . High five to the rehabilitation center who made me stay away from the cigarettes and alcohol for three months .

But little did they know that they were just making me want it more.

Today is the day I let my lips take it in my mouth

Breathe in.God it feels different
Let it stay in ,my head is aching.
Breathe out. Yes feels like home.

Home. Where's home?

I don't know.
All I had was a Certain someone who vanished like thin air.

And,

All I have ever known Is this hostel. It belongs to a university and I am kind of the monitor.

Cause yeah.

Straight A student.

I know what you're thinking how can I be that STUDENT.
Well because I like my grades high just like my standards

Before, I actually used to a pretty strick. The students were supposed to be in their rooms at sharp 8 o clock. Anyone who skips curfew would have to meet the principal personally.

No boys were allowed in girls room and vice versa.

But one day I remembered something and that told me life fucks you up If you don't start fucking it.

I'll tell you my story. All from the start.

Let's go back five years back."

I just started writing. But all of a sudden I hear a thud. I walk out if the room and see my husband on the floor with the loves of my life.

What were they doing?
They were jumping on the couch.

"May I ask where the adult I left them with is?" I crossed my arms.

"Oh that guy. That guy just vanished. I did look for him. These lil angles eyes didn't let me call him back" Is this guy really that adorable?

"Really, Ocean." Ocean is my husbands nickname. I named him that long ago. Because the way he loved me. With so much passion and affection. His love for me is like Pacific ocean, I keep drowning in it and I don't want to swim back up.

"Ahan I swear it's not my fault."
God.

" Get now and take Angela to her dance class.".  I command him and he gets up like a good boy.

"What about me mommy?. My lil girl Emily jumped and asked.

"We ,my like sweetheart, are going to learn how To  BAKE." She has been pleading me to teach her how to bake and today is the grand day I might kill us.

Angela and Emily are twins with completely different traits. Angela likes music and dancing while on the other hand Emily likes cooking and art.

"wait you know how to bake.?" He raises his eyebrows at me.

"Oh shush . I am a pro" I say while turning around to face him.
I lied so well that he actually believed me. Lying is one of my traits call it bad or good. It saved me from hell sometimes.

"I have absolutely no idea how to do that but she wanted to learn it". I say in a low voice.

"Hahaha, you're a good mother" he kisses my head.
"Ahan, and you're absolutely not a very good dad'. I say with a smile

And Punched him in the arm.

"Ow !that hurts" he fakely whimpers and rubs his arm.

"That's exactly what you get you aren't a good dad"

"But hey, I PUT THAT SPRING BED THERE SO WE CAN BE SAFE." I look towards the spring bed and it's right under the sofa." I can be a good father."

I roll my eyes at him."yeah yeah  shoo now my love. "

"The baking Gang needs to do some baking."  I take Emily in my arms and kisses good bye to them.

"Soo shall we start Em?" I don't wanna disappoint her. Lord YouTube please help me
.
"Yes YES MOMMY LETS GO" says my excited pumpkin.

"Hahaha yes baby. Let's begin the bake war."

***After two hours***

I hear the door unlocking but I have no power  to get and welcome them home.

I am too tired because of LAUGHING and baking..a lil I think so.

"WHAT THE FRICK FRACK HAPPENED HERE?". I hear him say  that in a loud voice.

I lift my head up trying not to wake up Emily.
"Hey No cursing."

"Don't worry,Angela is asleep"
"Yeah Emily too."
"Now tell me what Happened?"
"Um It will be easier to explain if you just come to kitchen dumdum."
"Oh sorry"

He walks in and a smile spreads across his lips.

I am pretty sure that,  me, the mother covered in floor and chocolate syrup with the cup cake mixing in her hair Is a pretty funny sight.

Whereas the daughter is completely clean with just some floor on her clothes.

He laughs a lil bit and looks at the sleeping princess in my arms.

"She got tired of handling me and running around." Explaining why she's sleeping so soundly

"Its okay."

"You know she said that she knew I was lying about being a pro at baking. she also said that she loves me more now."

"That's a pretty big thing to say" he's hiding something, the look on his face always give him away.

"Tell me the truth ocean."

He sighs in defeat.
"Well you know, you went to your sisters for a week . Um we learned a lot about baking then. And when you came back and told her you're gonna teach her baking."

I asked my sister to teach me a thing or two about baking so I can teach Emily.

"Oh that poor thing said yes to keep my heart didn't she?" I say while kissing Emily's nose.

"Yup ,when I was leaving she said she'll take care of you so I don't have to worry about the house blowing up." He says with a chuckle.

"God, sometimes I think she's not out kid."
"Hahaha she's adorable and she's ours. We had her and I'm so glad you are her mother."
"I love you Raven."
"I love you too ocean."

**After one hour**

"So you are writing ..right?" He asks with curiosity in his eyes.

He has been trying so hard to help me write. He knows about my passion but I gave up writing long ago. So long that I can't even remember the last time.

"Yes, I did write some stuff" as soon as these words escaped my lips. His eyes sparkled.

"I am so glad you are back to it. I was so worried about it". He says while giving me a peck on my lips.

"If it wasn't for you ,I wouldn't have done it"

"It's not for me and you know it." he says with a knowing smile.

I stay silent. It's not for him ,it's for me. I need to come with terms with my past and everything that happened to me. That's why I am writing. I might not publish it. But who knows?

I take out my iPad and place it in my lap
Ah. Here goes nothing.

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Hey guys I hope you liked the first chapter. This story will take a lot of turns. Stick with me okay?
The twins in the picture are Emily and Angela

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