Nineteen

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May 19th, 2028

Malibu, USA

Miley's POV

"Cameron get your backpack, you'll be late for school." I tell Cameron.

"I have my backpack but I can't find my homework."

"I thought you finished your homework."

"I did. I thought I put it in my backpack but apparently I didn't."

"Cameron Lee Hemsworth, how many times do I have to tell you to put your homework in your backpack when it's done?"

"Uh oh mommy used your in trouble name." Bentley says.

"Shut up Ben."

"Mom I can not be late for first period, I have a huge test!"

"I know Jo, that's why I'm so upset with your brother."

"Ooo you're in trouble!"

"Ben I said shut up!"

"Cameron, don't tell your brother to shut up. Bentley go get in the car with Jonah and wait please." I point to the front door and Bentley and Jonah grab their backpacks before leaving. "Cameron this is very irresponsible, if you make Jonah late for his test I will be very angry with you."

"I know I know! I'm sorry!" Cameron shouts.

"Don't shout at me, go look in your room again and I'll look in the kitchen."

About a minute later Cameron runs out of his room with his homework in his hand.

"See? I found it!"

"Put it in your backpack, let's go before you're late for school."

After I got home from taking the boys to school I sat on the couch and put my face in my hands. I don't know why but the boys have been giving me a lot of trouble lately. I sat back and tried to relax while watching TV, but my phone rang.

"Ugh." I grumble. "What Noah?"

"Damn, you're in a mood."

"Sorry, I'm just frustrated. The boys were almost late to school because Cam couldn't find his homework. Jo had a big test first period and I didn't want him late."

"Sounds like you had an eventful morning." She says.

"Yeah. The boys have been giving me trouble lately, mostly Cameron. I don't know what their problems are but it's giving me a fucking headache. Noah, please wait to have more kids until they'll be further apart in age than a couple years."

"Uh huh, yeah, about that..."

"Noah don't tell me-"

"I'm pregnant." She says, sounding like she was about to cry. "Miley, Carlos and I aren't ready for another baby. We were talking about having another but not for another year or so. Carlos is so busy at work, they've increased his hours so he's hardly home during the day. By the time he gets home it's almost time for Rico to go to bed. He's hardly seen Rico for the past week or two."

"Does Carlos know yet?"

"No, I just found out this morning. I don't wanna bother him while he's at work, I'm planning on telling him tonight when he gets home. I'm just hoping he doesn't have a stressful day, otherwise I don't wanna tell him about the baby. God Miley, I'm an idiot."

"Noah you're not an idiot, condoms aren't 100% effective. You have been using protection right?" I reply.

"Of course we have. And I know it isn't 100% effective but I didn't think it would happen. Fuck."

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