Freak Show (Eminem) [✔]

Chapter Fifteen

Today was Cela's birthday, which meant it was exactly two weeks since we had moved in with Marshall. For Cela's birthday, I had Marshall take her out to breakfast with the girls, as I stayed home and set up her decorations and things. I had already gotten all her gifts and stuff put out, all I had left to do was blow up balloons. So, before I did that, I ran to my room to get dressed. I slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans, a grey tank top, and grey Vans. Once I was ready, I ran downstairs and blew up balloons, after telling Marshall he could come back with the girls.

By the time I was done, I seen his truck pull into the driveway. I made my way outside, grabbing Whitney, and helping Marshall and the girls get into the house before Cela. Cela was trying carry her drink, phone, and leftovers at the same time, but was having troubles.

"Here, let me help." I said, and she shook her head.

"You're holding the baby." She replied, and I smiled.

"I'm super Mom, I can carry more than just a baby at one time, Cela." I commented, and she giggled.

She handed me her drink, and I carried it inside for her. She followed behind me, and I stopped at the door. Once she was on the porch, I had her open the door. Once she opened it, she gasped, especially when she heard "surprise" yelled at her.

"Wow! You threw me a party!" She exclaimed, and I nodded.

"Yes she did." Proof answered, as he, his wife and his kids came in.

"Thank you!" She cried, as he hugged Marshall and I.

"Oh, you're welcome, baby." Marshall replied, before I decided to set up the games.

"We have a couple games, before we decide to eat pizza, have cake, and open gifts." I said, and Cela grinned.

The kids ran around outside in the sprinklers playing freeze tag, as the grownups, as well as Whitney, sat on the deck talking. Whitney had her head laid on my chest, and she was falling asleep.

"You're a good Mom, ya know that?" Sharonda commented, and I smiled.

"I try my best." I replied, and she nodded.

"You really have changed Marshall's life. If it wasn't for you, he'd probably be so stressed out with three kids by himself. Especially when he has to go to the studio. Besides, the girls really look up to you. I think they see you as their mother, even if they know you're not, you're the best mother they could ever have." Sharonda stated, and I shook my head.

"I'm not the best, and I never will be. I just try my damnedest to make sure those girls are happy and healthy." I replied, and she smiled.

I watched Marshall converse with Proof, as he glanced at Whitney and I every so often, smiling when I'd catch his eye. Honestly, I had never seen him this happy. At this moment in time, I believe he was calm and content with everything going on. He looked as if he didn't have a care in the world, even if he did at this point in time, you wouldn't be able to tell he did.

"Kids! Time for pizza!" Marshall exclaimed, causing Whitney to whine.

"It's okay, baby. He didn't mean to scare you." I cooed, as she snuggled deeper into my chest.

"She goes any farther between your boobs, she'll suffocate." Sharonda joked, and we laughed.

"They're better pillows when they're bigger though." I retorted, as Marshall and Proof nodded in agreement.

"Pizza!" Emi yelled, and I laughed.

"She may have watched too much Ninja Turtles." I commented, and everyone laughed.

I laid Whitney down in her crib, before beginning to plate pizza. Each person was given two slices of their choice, which happened to be mostly cheese, sausage and pepperoni. I had bought one with pineapples on it for myself, but nobody wanted any of it. So, I ended up with a whole pizza to myself.

"I can't believe you're eating pineapples on your pizza." Proof commented, and I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Don't doubt it until you try it." I retorted, and he laughed.

"Actually, I'll try it, just to see what the hype is about." Sharonda said, as she picked up a slice and took a bite.

"So, how's it taste?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Tastes pretty damn good." She replied, and I grinned.

Once we were done eating, Marshall talked me into doing gifts instead of cake. We'd finish the party with cake, which was fine with me. So, Cela sat on the couch with about twenty gifts surrounding her. She even had cards with money inside of them. She ended up getting about a hundred bucks from all the cards put together, which she said she was saving up to go to a One Direction concert. I laughed as Marshall groaned, knowing he'd be the one going with her. He didn't want anyone trying to put one on us, so he'd go just to keep her safe.

"Well Em, looks like you're going to a boy band concert." Proof joked, and everyone laughed.

"She doesn't have enough money yet, though." Marshall commented, and Proof grinned.

"She can use that money for merch." He replied, and I looked over at him.

"Why?" I asked, and he quickly pulled out six VIP tickets to One Direction.

"Six?!" Marshall exclaimed, and Proof laughed.

"Yep, only one staying home is Whitney, and she'll stay with us for the night." Proof answered, and Marshall groaned.

"Ahh! Thank you! I love you so much!" Cela screamed, as she hugged Proof and Sharonda.

"No problem, baby." He replied, as she danced around.

"Go tell the girls where we're going in two weeks." I commented, and she nodded.

Once she told the girls, we decided it was time for cake. So, I pulled out the cake, that happened to have One Direction on the top. It had cupcakes surrounding it with rings with their faces on the top. We sang happy birthday, before everyone ate cake and ice cream. In all honesty, I think this was the best birthday party, maybe even best birthday, Cela has ever had...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. I bet you guys weren't expecting that. Well, that's just how it's going to be.