Background: You and August were highschool sweethearts, only one problem...your parents didn't approve. You soon ran away with him to Atlanta, where you guys had kids...
"Okay, Anthony." I said staring at him bouncing in a high chair. He looked like August, but acted more like his mother. My daughter, Ali, was falling asleep in her highchair along with Alaina.
"Can you actually believe your father isn't home? Sometimes I wish I stayed in school and back home. But I wouldn't have you beautiful babies." I said to my triplets, not even receiving a answer from them.
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That same night, I layed all the twins on me and August's bed as I tried to read a nice magazine. Anthony and Alaina were asleep, but Ali was wide awake drinking her bottle. I heard August's groan, meaning he came from some bitches' house. "Hey, Y/N!" He kissed my cheek, and soon the kids' cheek. "Why is Ali up so late?" He said untying his shoes and putting them neatly in the closet. "More like you. August, I have sacrificed my life for you & you forgot that. Pulling me out of school and getting me pregnant at twenty was just your plan. I could have been a lawyer and now I'm a stay at home mother. I-I give up..."
. . .
After packing my things, I put the triplets in the car and began driving out of the driveway. August was trying to stop me, but I refused to. My eyes started crying tears as I got on the interstate, I was driving back home.