When they are 8

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Juliet pov

"So what do you want to say by that? " dad yells downstairs. "Just jug that you maybe should choose" mom yells back. It's going in for a half an hour now. Joline came to my room because we are both scared. Mom and dad have their differences in opinion but their fight was never this big. We should be sleeping already but we can't.

"So you want me to choose between my family and my job?" Dad shouts back. "Maybe jug if that is what it takes for you to see me or to help the girls getting home from sport" mom shouts back and i can hear the tears. All over her face. It all started because dad forgot Joline at soccer practice and last week he did too. He is always working in the register because he owns it. He also writes another book in the weekends so that is why mom is so sad about him being busy.

"Maybe we should take a break" mommy continues. Joline grabs my hand and holds it tight. "Yeah maybe you're right. I am going to pack my bag" dad answers. Joline starts crying and i hug her. I start crying too but try to hold it in. Then dad comes in. "Hi sweethearts aren't you sleeping?" He asks soft. I can see that he cried, like waterfalls of tears. "No we couldn't" i answer. "I am
Sorry babies" he says whiping the tears from our cheeks. "Are you leaving us?" Joline asks crying again. "No baby just a moment that i will sleep in the register and you can see me whenever you want okay?" He says soft. "Okay" i say and we hug him. "Can you promise me one thing?" He asks. We both nod. "Can you guys be really Nice to mommy and help her and take care of her. She is the best mom in the world but she needs some help too okay?" He asks. We both nod and hug him one more time.

"Good morning mommy" joline says making her backpack ready for school. "Hi sweethearts" mom answers and she kisses me on the head. "Are you guys ready to get to school?" She asks us. We nod and i say:" here mom i made you some breakfast and lunch." She smiles at me and says:" that is sweet juul." Her eyes are still very red.

Two days later

"But dad why don't you come home ?" Jo asks him while he brings us home after spending lunch time with him. It's A beautiful saturday but our parents eyes stay red. "Because mom needs her space jo" he answers pulling up on the driveway. "No she needs you, she needs us all together" i say waiting in the car. "Mom is in pain dad, a lot " jo says. "I know babies but i will try to talk to her another day okay?" He says we both nod and kiss him on the cheek and leave to go inside.

"Mom can we help with dinner?" Jo asks. "No thank you girls" she answers. "Where can i put the laundry?" I ask her and jo asks at the same time:" can i put this garbage outside?" "Girls why are you helping so much not that i am complaining" she smiles a little. "Because dad asked us to help you and to take care of you while he can't" i say. She starts crying and says:" can you pick my phone and call your dad to ask him over for dinner please."  Jo picks her phone and i comfort her.

"We are going to bed " jo says. "You sure ? It is not that late" mom asks. "Yes mom" i say and we kiss her cheeks and after her we do by dad. I whisper in his ear:" give her a hug please for us " he nods and kisses my forehead. We go to our room but hear nothing but silence.

Jughead pov

"I miss you" she says. Quiet but i can hear it. "Me too" i say looking up. "Can you maybe please hold me for a minute" she asks looking down. "Yes ofcourse come here" i answer. She stands up and i walk over to her and hug her directly. She starts sobbing in my shoulder and i take her to the couch. I bring her on my lap and let her sob in my chest and the crook of my neck. "Shhhh i am sorry hon shhh" i try to calm her after ten minutes it works and she looks in my eyes.

"Baby i am sorry i was thinking the last days and i am going to take a break from the book. I want to spend more time with those two monsters that are so good and helped us come here, they are just like their mother and of course more time with my love, my wife and the mother of my children. I love you Betts and the last days were the worst. I am sorry baby" i say letting my hands rest in her legs. "I love you so much. Thank you jug. Thank you. For not leaving me" she starts crying again. I hug her close and say in her ear:" never my love, never"

"Maybe we can ask my mom or your dad to babysit our sweethearts next weekend so we can sleep alone, some where else" she say smirking after an hour of watching television in each other arms. "I would love that" i say and i kiss her head. "But maybe we need to take juul and jo to something tomorrow because they arranged this" i say, she nods and i say:" maybe we need to take them to some amusement park." "They would love that" she answers and i nod my head.

"Why are they getting so big. It's already been eight years pfff" she says. "I know. I just remember like it was yesterday that you were shouting at me for getting you pregnant and that you had to push two giant jones babies out you vagina" i say. She slaps my chest and says:" yeah i had two big headed babies with a big stomach already and you were just standing there saying it would all be okay and trying to calm me down." We both laugh and i say:" but u couldn't be more happy than with this family now.

"Thank you" i say to her.

"Thank you too" she says to me and starts to make out.

"Yessssssz" we hear two little voices say. "Not eiiii anymore?" Betty asks pulling away. "No because we were scared that you guys would divorce" juul says. "Never" i say. Betty smiles at me and hugs our daughters. " but if daddy is bad again you just have to slap his butt" jo says. "What ? " betty asks laughing. "Yeah Allison told us that archie gets slapped on his ass when aunt V is mad" juul continues. We both laugh and betty answers :" are you guys going to help me?" She smirks. They both nod and i start running.... as fast as i can.

Running away from the three most important girls in my life. But now not for real.

"You can't get me" i shout with a smile  to them.

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