LUVIE [fin. / unedited]

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I look at the two boys on her hip. Noticing how each of them looked like me, one had deep brown eyes, while the other had my light green eyes. I look over at Luvie, just now noticing her tear-stained face. "Mommy, you never answered my question." The little boy on her right says. She turns to look at him, ignoring me for the moment. "Yes, baby?"

"What's a whore?" I turn to look at Luvie, where is he hearing these words from? Then a memory comes back to me, "What do you mean? Are you really talking about that whore again? Seriously? She's not coming back! She'll have to live with her decision forever."

"No one would come back to this town willingly." Rose says "You right, she never meant anything to me anyway. She was just a fun time." I said nonchalantly.

I looked up at Luvie, she looked back at me, anger flashing through her eyes. "Alek? What did I say about saying that word?" She gently yet firmly asks him. He smiles a full smile, trying to distract her, "I love you, Mama." Alek, the little boy on her right, says as he presses his face against her neck. She giggles, clearly forgetting about my presence for a moment. "Don't say the word again. Please." She gently says. She looks over at the other little boy. "Okay?" The little boy smiles. She gives him a kiss on the cheek, he whispers something in her ear. Her attention drifted back to me, "How can I help you Mr Fitte," she smiles politely. Mr Fitte? She's known me long enough, what happened to William? I let out a small laugh, "Just call me William."

"Okay," She started, "What can I help you with Mr Fitte?" My smile falters, "William. Didn't you just agree to call me William?"

"No. You said, 'Just call me William,' and I said, 'Okay.' Acknowledging that you talk, never agreeing." She smiles, "Yeah! What she said!" Said the little boy on her left. "Allen," She scolds, "That's rude." He smiles sheepishly, "Can we go play now?" He asked. "Yes, of course!" She let's both of the little boys down. The neck of her shirt slipping in the process, I internally groaned. They've gotten bigger, way bigger.

She looks up, catching me looking at her chest. "Cut the crap, why are you here?" Luvie said through gritted teeth. "My mom said that I should talk to you. So here I am, talking. To you." She looks at me, disbelief flowing through her eyes. "Damnit." She murmurs.

She looks back at me, "Come back when you actually want to talk to me one your own accord. And you're not screwing around with my ex-best-friend." I open my mouth to speak but she stops me, "Don't." I look down at my shoes, "I can smell her perfume, now this house reeks of it, so don't tell me it's not happening." She shuts the door in my face. I looked at the door, and like that she disappeared from eternity, I said mentally say as I walked back to my car. Looking back at her Mom's house, I get in and drive away.

"Did you talk to her?" My mom asked me. "What's your definition of 'talk'?" I ask her, rubbing my hand on the back of my neck. "Going to her, her telling you that you have -"

"Annikca!" My dad yelled. My mom goes over her words, her eyes got big. "Did she tell you?"

"See who?" I asked.

"Them." Who are they? Then I remember the two little boys on her hips. Them.

"No," I whisper, "But I say them. I know what they look like, although I only know Alek's name." She smiles, "There's two of them, Alek and Allen." I smile.

I look at her confused, "When have you seen them?" She looked down, a few hours before I told you that you should talk to her." She looked down at her feet for a second before meeting mine. "I'm pretty sure she's with the Eric guy." She says, "Yes, that makes sense." If only I had her back.