Twin Image: Family, Before Anything

Chapter 22

-September 19th, Saturday-

~Zachary's POV~

I carry my daughter back into my mother's apartment. And I once again spot that little girl in Alex's lap. That's my little sister. And she looks just about the same age as my daughter. I put my babygirl down on the soft carpet, and I hand over her favorite toy.

Which would be the pink baby monkey her mother got for her before she was born. My mother pulls me to the couch where Alex was with my sister, and sits down next to Alex while I sit down next to her. "Zach, I'd like you to meet your sister," My mother says, having Alex hand her over to her, "Violet Brielle Monsay." She tells me her name, and the little girl looked a lot like Alex. She crawls from her moms lap, to mine, and I was surprised at how she wasn't shy, like my little Mariah is. "Hii Violet, I'm your big brother." I say, and she sits on my lap, and smiles up at me.

She starts to play with my necklace, "Pwitty." She says, and I smile down on her. "Yes it's very pretty. Almost as pretty assss," I wiggle my fingers in front of her, "you!" I add and I tickle her, and she starts to laugh her head off. I see my mother stand and pick up my daughter, and she brings her back over in between Alex and me, and sits. My mom introduces my girl to her husband, and I find myself not minding it one bit. The dude was pretty nice to me before he even knew who I was to his wife so, so far, he's good in my book. "She looks just like you." He tells her, and I smile as I play with my little sister.

I realize she really does look like my mother, angel kiss and all. I look down at my little sister; and I see just how contagious that beauty mark is. She has it too, in the exact same spot. This is where I belong. In this building, with these people. This is the best day of my life, and I'm so grateful to finally be with the woman who is actually my mother. I can't wait to get to know her, Alex, my sister, and meet all these other people I see in these little picture frames.

~The Next Day~

-September 20th, Sunday-

~Natalie's POV~

"So, you mean to tell me, she has a teenager, that of which already gave her her first grandchild?" My husband asks, and I nod vigorously. "And he's sixteen! And that little girl of his is three. So that means he became a father when he was fourteen. And here I thought I was a kid having a kid when we had Junie." I say, and he looks just as shocked as I feel. "That's crazy. I wonder how my brother feels about it all." He says, "Oh he's actually pretty excited about it. Since our boys won't be teenagers until he's nearly old and grey, he's hoping to bond with Zach as if he was his own son. It's adorable really. " I tell him, and he quirks and furrows his eyebrows at me. I roll my eyes, "It's adorable. It's adorable. Not him. Cool it." I say, and he 'mhm's' me. I huff, "Babe, you don't have to worry about me secretly gushing about your brother. We're now what we were honestly supposed be from the get. Bestfriends that just so happen to have triplets together." - "Yeah, I know that now. But you said it yourself. You'll always think my brother's attractive. In the back of your mind, every time you see him, you'll like what you see." He pouts, and I see he's being a big baby.

"Not even a sliver of my mind thinks your brother is attractive anymore. And that's partly thanks to you, and who you turned into the night we conceived this little one." I point out with my hand on my bump, and he rolls his eyes, but smiles a bit. He has to see I don't secretly think about being with or having sex with his brother. All I think about, are the cute, fun and adorable memories I have of him and our babies. "And plus, just the thought of going back makes me sick to my stomach. I'd be hurting you, again. And I really don't want anymore pain or anymore problems between us." I continue with, and he stops poking his lip out. "You mean that?" He asks, and I nod.