JAY'S POV
"ISHA! JAI! BREAKFAST IS READY!"
I yelled as I placed 3 plates on the table and took off my apron.
God.
Kids these days don't listen at all!
"ALISHA ZARA HARRY EDWARD MILWARD STYLES YOU GET DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
I screamed as I climbed the stairs in search of the two monkeys.
Is her name long or what?!
"Where are-"
"MOMMY!"
Oh Jesus.
I hate it when they scream.
Alisha or as I like to call her, Isha came running down the stairs and hugged my legs.
I find it really adorable when kids do that.
But when I'm about to walk and they hold onto my legs, and I feel like I'm gonna crash into the earth.
It isn't very adorable.
Not like I've fallen over before but I'm just saying.
"Oh baby why are you crying?" I carried her up and rested her on my hips.
"JAI took Ba...barbie". She cried into my shoulder.
Oh Barbie.
I walked up the stairs and into the play room where Raoul was sat on his motorbike.
"Jai! Where's your sister's Barbie?"
"I didn't take it Mum! Look! She bited me!!!"
He came running to me to show me his hand.
True enough.
There was my daughter tooth prints on his hand.
Oh dear lord.
"Baby, it's bit, not bited. And Isha, why did you do that?" I put Isha down and kneeled down so I was facing both of them.
"He took Isha's Barbie" he said on the verge of tears again.
This girl is going to be a drama queen.
"It's over here! I told you last night that'll place it by your bed hunny. You're just like your father!" I chuckled as I took her Barbie and gave it to her.
She snatched it from me and ran down the stairs.
"Come on love, breakfast's ready" I ushered Jai out of the playroom and down the stairs.
I carried Isha and placed her on the pink chair and carried Jai and placed him on his blue chair.
"Mummy can you feed me?" Isha asked sweetly.
"No. Eat yourself"
I turned her down as I poured milk into 2 different cups.
No.
I'm not a bad mother.
It's just that I have two kids and if I feed one, I have to feed the other one.
AND THERE'S ONLY ONE OF ME.
I could totally go the day without the drama.
"Is Uncle Lou coming over?" Jai asked, spitting food everywhere.
"Nope" I replied popping the p. "We're going over" I smiled at him as I placed the cup of milk in front both of them.
I sat down and started munching on my food.
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Little Things
FanfictionBeing a single mom isn't easy. Especially when the kids keeps asking about their father. But I can't tell them who their father is.... Can I? What do I say? That your father is a superstar who got me pregnant and left on the day you were born? No...