Fractured

Chapter 16

Dedicated to ash44400 Thank you so much for encouraging me to continue this story.

Jordan's family kind of reminds me of that reality show that used to be on TV, John and Kate plus 8.

I've watched the show once and I never understood how the kids parents are still saine.

Maybe that why the TV show went off air, they all went insane?

When I followed Jordan in my car after work and we pulled up to a massive house, I figured it was massive just because she warned me her parents where rich. She failed to tell me there was also seven children in the house.

When she opened the door the nanny dressed in a black pencil skirt and a white blouse bustling around looked up at us, didn't say a word and slammed the door on her way out.

Jordan told me that was the third nanny the kids have had, after about a weeks work they all quite, claiming the children devils.

I guess I understand why all the kids are a hassle,Ezra, two years old the youngest of the seven kids is currently screaming because he doesn't like the beef sandwitch the nanny tried feeding him earlier.

Jordan is off in the yard playing with the adorable little twins who are four, Megan and Rosy and Alison a five year old. Megan and Rosy are identical twins, if it weren't for the blue sundress Rosy was wearing and the Pink sundress Megan was wearing I would never be able to tell them apart, both girls are very talkitive and outgoing. Alison a year older than the twins, is scared of me and stays next to Jordan. Jordan told me she's shy at first but that she'll warm up to me.

I give up and pick Ezra up out if his high chair. He laughs in delight and I set him down on the floor. I walk over to the really expensive TV that I couldn't offored if my life depended on it and squat down skimming threw the two thousand movies grab two movies I think with entertain a two year old. Barney and Blues Clues.

I get up and walk over to Ezra whose playing with a giraffe stuff animal.

"Ezra?" I ask him and he looks up his baby blue eyes finding mine.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I ask him and hold up the two movies.

He squeals in excitement.
And points at Barney. With a smile lighting up his freaked face.

I smile back at him and run my fingers threw his strawberry blonde hair, only a couple shades lighter than Jordan's.

I get up and he clamps his arms around my leg circling them and does the same with his legs, plopping his butt on my foot. Recognizing what he's trying to hint at I lift up my leg and he laughs. I walk over to the tv with a laughing Ezra on my leg holding on like his life depends on it. And place the video in the player. The little boys attention focuses on the talking dinosaur and he releases my leg, his eyes glued on the TV.

"Jordan!" A little voice screams and I inwardly groan.

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A grulling five hours later and all the kids are in bed.

"Are you hungry?" Jordan asks me and plops down on the couch.

Starving would be the correct word.

"Yes, are you?"

"Mhm." she responds and takes her phone out of her pocket

After a few minutes of trying to figure out what fast food deliver chain is open at midnight, Jordan and I decide to order a large pepperoni pizza.

Within an hour we have ate th whole pizza and Jordan is snoring softly on the couch.

Deciding I didn't want to wake her up I quietly walk into the kitchen and write her a quick note saying that it was fun watching the kids and to call me anytime she needed me and to keep the money.