Chapter 16:❤️

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4:30am

*baby crying*

I woke up finding Jacksons with Baby Bad in his arms.

"Shhhh. It's okay baby." He said while walking around the room with him.

"What happened?" I asked.

"He threw up a little. Just baby puke tho. At least it ain't that all bad." He sighed.

He got his little bib and wiped the bits of puke off of his onesie.

"I'll get him some fresh pyjamas." I smiled while getting out of bed.

I found another onesie. This time it was a Winnie The Pooh one.

"Aww that's adorable." Jacksons giggled.

"I know right. Okay Bad come here." I whispered.

Jacksons places Bad on the bed and turned on the light.

I wipe more puke off of his mouth and his hands.

Then I began to also change his diaper and then re dress him.

"He didn't do a number two did he?" Jacksons asked.

"No. Just peed." I giggled.

"Phew." He sighed while laughing.

**

Bad was cleaned up and ready to go back to sleep.

I placed him back in his crib and let him fall asleep.

I tucked him in with the little blanket.

He is so tiny. Smaller than I thought he would be.

I'm surprised the thing didn't ware off overnight and he is still a baby.

When he fell asleep I decided to go back to sleep.

Well I tried to anyway.

"Y/N Escape is crying." Michael yawned.

"How did you hear?" I asked.

"I was getting a drink while you were sorting out the baby." He yawned.

"Okay. Thank you."

I went downstairs and he was in the kitchen crying because of his shoulder again.

"It's alright." I whispered while kissing his cheek.

"I'm sorry. But I cannot handle this pain." He cried.

"Well you have all the potions and stuff so can't you make something to make it heal quicker?" I asked while giving him a painkiller.

"I don't know. You never know what could happen. It may be quite risky." He sighed while sipping some water.

"So ur just gonna go along with the pain then?" I asked.

"Yup." He sighed again.

We got to Escape's room and I helped him into bed without hurting him.

"There. You okay?" I asked while kissing his forehead.

"Could be better." He groaned while laying down.

I tucked him in with the covers and helped him fall back asleep.

It took a little longer this time because he said he felt more pain.

When he got back to sleep, I kissed his cheek, then his hand and then went to my room again.

There Jacksons was looking or at the stars.

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