Shattered 2

Laying Low

They deserved everything they were enduring right now. Besides I had to alter my whole life to take on kids who weren't even mine. I had to teach myself how to even tolerate those two little brats that I have.

Do you know how many times I had to leave out of the house to go scream at the top of my lungs sitting inside my car?

I should of took the time to really think this through, but since I didn't do that, these were the cards that I was dealt so it is what it is.

It's almost 2:30 and I'm on the way to pick the two spoil brats up from school. A private school that really takes out a lot of time with the kids. They even have a theater class that I had the girls in for the last eight months.

Actually it's a family business that is ran by my grandfather's sister aunt Hattie. It's been a family business in Long Island New York for ten year's.

My dad and grandfather have been dead for two year's, and every time I look at the twins I am always reminded of what their mom and dad did to my father, and grandfather.

Pulling up in front of the school kids were running everywhere, some being escorted by teachers, and some running to get to their parents car ready to go home.

I spotted the twins from a mile away. They were beautiful girls, very attached to each other. They stayed with each other, attached as if they were Siamese twins conjoined together.

It took a year for them to even have a full conversation with me. For a whole year all I got was kicking, scratching , and yelling "I want my mommy, and daddy"!

I know it's sad , and it's sickening, but so was the murders of my father, and grandfather.

As the twins approached the car I put on my fake caring smile. "Hi ladies , how was your day"? I said looking into the backseat where the twins were climbing in.

They just looked nodding their heads back, and fourth. "Ok so does that means yes"? I said looking slightly over my shoulder as I pulled off from the school.

"We took pictures today", one of the twins said smiling."Oh really"? I said hoping that wasn't true. I didn't want them in any pictures. No social media nothing. After all their father was a cop, and I know he was waiting for the first lead to find them.

Their my kids now, I'm their mother. "

Ms Coleman took pictures for the play", Milan says looking out the window.

Well I guess I'll be giving her a call later to find out what all that was about I thought to myself.

" Can we get something to eat" Miley says." Sure we can Maxy I said.

I changed the twins name's to Maxy, and Mya. It took them a while to get use to their new name's. They would always say "that's not my name I'm Miley, and that's Milian" Miley would always say correcting me.

I would always tell her "not anymore and that was that".

I also told them their parents died in a car accident on the way out of town when they were two years old, and I was their mommy now.

"So what do you girls want to eat"? I asked them.

"Burger, and fries" , they said at the same time. "Ok burger, and fries it is for my beautiful girl's", I said.

They were mine, and I was never giving them back. As long as we live and lay low things will be fine.

I owe them, and I'm not finish paying them. Michelle, and Donavan are two people I'm enjoying seeing suffering, and two people funerals I will be attending wether it's one by one,or at the same time.