Freak Show (Eminem) [✔]

Chapter Thirteen

Officially a week since I had began to watch Whitney, and it wasn't too bad. Honestly, she was a well behaved baby. Honestly, I couldn't understand why Kim would mess herself up so bad when she had this cute baby to care for. Whitney honestly made everything happier when she smiled or laughed. She was just so damn cute. Marshall had set up his court date for custody in a month, since Kim tried to take Whitney away from Marshall a few days ago.

"You guys need to clean up your mess. We can't have lunch and then nap time if the room is horrendous." I said, and the girls groaned.

Hailie, Lanie and Emi started cleaning up the toys they had gotten out, whilst Cela cleaned her own room as well. They didn't have too much to clean, but as they were cleaning, I began to make their lunch. Their lunch consisted of princess chicken nuggets and seasoned french fries. I even made Marshall some dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets. Once they were done cleaning, they came into the kitchen for lunch. Marshall showed up about fifteen minutes later, and we all began to eat lunch. I gave Whitney very tiny pieces of chicken nuggets, as well as her apple juice.

"I'm making homemade pizza tonight, if you and the girls want to stay." I commented, and Marshall nodded.

"Sounds fine with me." He replied, and the girls cheered.

Once they were done eating, they carried their empty plates and put them in the sink. I let Whitney continue eating, as I washed dishes, and Marshall put them away. After I was done, I picked up Whitney and brought her into my room to clean her up. I wiped her hands and face and took off her bib, before carrying her back into the living room.

"Girls, it's nap time." I said, and they nodded.

Hailie and Emi went to Emi's room to nap, whilst Lanie laid in Cela's room. Cela didn't want to take a nap, so she decided to sit on the couch and read stories on her phone. Cela was plenty old enough to make that decision though, since she was twelve years old.

"I'm going to make Whitney a bottle, and try to get her down for a nap as well." I said, and Marshall nodded.

"Good luck." He replied, and I rolled my eyes.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed one of her bottles, before I filled it with some milk. I warmed it up, before placing the bottle in her mouth. She began to drink her bottle, and slowly her eyes began to close. I carried her into the living room and sat down, as she began to fall asleep in my arms.

"Ya know, if you want to watch tv, you can always go lay in my bed." I told Cela, and she nodded.

She quietly made her way to my room, so she could watch tv. Her favorite show right now was Good Luck Charlie. I had watched a few episodes before, and it honestly wasn't too bad of a show. Anyhow, as Whitney slept peacefully, Marshall decided to go check on the girls. As he was checking on the girls, I heard a knock on the door. I sighed, before picking myself and Whitney up off of the couch, and walking over to the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked, and the guy nodded.

"Are you Kori Winston?" He asked, and I looked at him skeptically.

"Yes. Why?" I replied, as he stared at me and then the baby in my arms.

"Look ma'am, I just bought this set of housing, and I seen you had missed a couple months rent." He said, and I nodded.

"Yes sir, but I paid it already." I replied, and he nodded.

"I seen, but I can't have someone missing payments while living in my housing. So, I'm sorry Miss Winston, but here's your eviction notice. You are to be out of this place in two weeks, or the cops will be involved." He stated, as he handed me the paper.

"You can't do that! That's against the law!" Marshall exclaimed from behind me, but the man shook his head.

"Not my problem." He replied, before Marshall walked into the doorway.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! You can't kick her out! She's got five kids to care for!" Marshall yelled, waking Whitney, and she began to cry.

"I expected an orderly fashion agreement, but since you want to yell and argue, I want you out of my housing by Friday." The man spat, as I tried to console Whitney.

Marshall slammed the door, as I tried to get Whitney to stop crying. Once she did though, she didn't want to go back to sleep.

"I can't believe he fucking said that! He can't kick you out!" Marshall exclaimed, and I sighed.

"I'm not even going to try to argue over this stupid place anyway. I just got to find another place by Friday." I replied, and Marshall shook his head.

"There's no way you're doing that. First of all, Friday is literally two days from now, and second of all, I'm not letting you move into another piece of shit home. You're coming to live with me." Marshall stated, and I shook my head.

"Marshall, I-" I began, before he cut me off.

"No arguments. You're moving in, and as soon as the girls wake up, we're going to start packing. I'm going to order new beds, dressers and furniture you want, so don't worry about packing anything but clothes and other things you want." Marshall said, and I nodded with a sigh.

I couldn't believe this was happening. I didn't know how to tell the girls. I didn't want them to think I couldn't do anything for myself. I also didn't want them to think Marshall sees us as a charity case. I loved my girls, and I just wanted what was best for them...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. I bet you weren't expecting her to get kicked out.

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