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this is epilogue 1

i hope you like it

Five years later.

"Why are you bothering me?" Silver grumbled to his five year old son, Zaire, who was currently laughing about putting cups on his head and jumping on his father, claiming he was performing for his dad.

"I'm not," he giggled, shaking and jumping on his father. "I'm performing! Look!" Zaire puts the cup over his head and starts laughing deviously as Silver frowned, unamused.

"Ha, ha, so funny."

"I know!" Zaire smiled widely as Silver rolled his eyes. Zaire and Silver were close. It was Silver, Zaire and Analia, the trio. Always teasing and laughing with each other. Zaire has always loved to be in his father's arms.

But as he grew older he stopped liking to sleep a lot and started keeping us awake at night, but he likes school so I tell him he can't go to school unless he sleeps and he falls for it.

Analia's now seventeen, she graduated in May and is going to college in California in August. Silver is so proud of her and I am too, I felt like such an old woman.

When Zaire turned two, Silver and I had another boy, Uriah, who's now three. He's the mama's boy, the one in my hands right now. Uriah was always near me or his father if I wasn't there. He was the shy one, quiet, and clingy.

Zaire was also quiet, but he was out there, quiet but talkative, especially with his dad.

"Zaire, lasciami in pace." (leave me alone) He said gruffly. I understood what he said because he tended to say it a lot."

Zaire frowned. "But why?"

Silver side-eyed him. "If I'm on the couch with my eyes closed what does that mean? We talked about this."

"That you're...trying to sleep?"

Silver's lips curved up. "You're a smart boy,"

Zaire frowned, huffing. "Uriah, come play with me."

Uriah held onto me tighter. "No," he shook his head.

Zaire rolled his eyes. "Fine," he grabbed the plastic cup angrily. "I'm going to go perform for Ana, she's gonna like it."

"I like your performance, baby," I said, smiling.

"No, mommy, I already performed for you a thousand times. I'm gonna show Ana." He called out, running up the stairs.

I sighed, walking into the living room and turning on the tv for Uriah. "Watch cocomelon," I sat him on the couch that was closer to the tv. "Be go–ow!" I yelped, rubbing my ass. "Silver," I whined.

He shrugged. "My hand slipped."

"No, it didn't." I glared at him. "You're being a pervert."

He stood up, smirking. "Am I not your husband?" He slipped his arms around my waist.

I smiled. "So I can smack your ass too?" I said with enthusiasm.

Silver stopped smirking. "You're pushing it," he said as I laughed, kissing him.

"Ah, Silver, you're perfect," I laughed, grabbing a donut as he grunted. "So, how do you feel about Analia going to college?"

I knew he was going to miss his baby girl but he wasn't going to admit it.

"What the fuck would I care?" His jaw clenched. "It's not like my seventeen year old daughter is going to college on the other fucking side of America to meet up with adult men and party with drug laced alcohol–"

I laughed. "Or she's going to college to study her major and have a little bit of fun–plus she'll be eighteen–"

"Freshly eighteen." Silver grumbled.

"Aww," I cooed, kissing his cheek. "You're going to miss your baby." I hugged him.

Silver remained stoic, unamused by my teasing. "Take your hands off of me."

I giggled. "Don't be sad. She's an adult and you can still visit anytime you want." I laughed again as he trapped me against the kitchen counter.

He grabbed my chin, forcing me to stare into his deep gray eyes. "Kasia, I suggest you stop playing with me."

"I'm not doing anything," I smiled.

"You're laughing at me. I don't like it. This is not how things go in this house. I'm laughing at you, not the other way around."

I raised an eyebrow, nodding slowly. "I think the fact that your oldest daughter is moving coupled with the fact that you're turning forty is making you tweak a little bit."

Silver's eye twitched in annoyance. "Kasia don't–" He furrowed his brow. "Oldest daughter? You say it like we got other daughters. You're such a dumb ass."

I stared at him, unamused as he was now laughing at me. "Obviously grammar wasn't something they taught you in school." He laughed, and even though Silver's smile was a sight for sore eyes and his laughter was music to anyone's ears, it was time to stop it.

"Silver," I shook my head, slipping out of his grip. "I'm pregnant, idiot."

Silver continued to laugh, shaking his head. "That's not going to work on me again–"

He stared, frozen with shock, at the sonogram picture I had in my hand as I bit my lip and smiled. "Surprise baby, I'm sixteen weeks. It's a girl."

Silver frowned. "Another one?"

I rolled my eyes. "Don't act like this was your doing."

"I told you to go on birth control."

I crossed my arms. "And I told you to get a vasectomy."

Silver furrowed his brows like he was figuring out something. "Kasia..." He said. "Did you purposely decide to not use the pills because you wanted to prove your point?"

I blinked, biting my lip. "Um, well, I used it...after you yelled at me but then decided not to because you hurt my feelings."

Silver gaped at me. "Kasia," He began to chuckle. "You're so stupid." He kissed my head.

"Ewww, mom and dad are kissing!" Zaire and Analia said in unison, which prompted Uriah to jump from the couch and run all the way to the kitchen, attempting to push Silver away before whining for me to pick him up.

"That's my wife you little shit." Silver glared at his son.

Uriah stuck his tongue out when I picked him up. Analia and Zaire laughed.

"Sorry I didn't come down soon, I was studying." Analia hummed, putting Zaire down and kissing her dad's cheek.

"Studying? This early?"I asked when she hugged me.

She sighed. "Well, I heard that biomedical engineering is hard, but I'll be back to run dad's business when I'm done."

"What's daddy's business?" Zaire asked.

We all looked at Silver. I felt scared that my children would have to carry guns in a few years and start killing people, but I...I have no choice. In Silver's world it's killed or be killed and I would rather they kill than be killed.

"When you're a little older, son, you'll know." Silver answered simply.

Zaire frowned. "I wanna know now."

"No, hon," I shook my head.

Analia smiled. "I won't be gone for long."

"Four years isn't long?" Silver asked. "I remember in four years you went from a crying, small, red-faced baby to a walking, talking, self-feeding human."

I smiled. "He's just saying that he'll miss you."

Analia giggled, hugging her stoic dad. "I know," she looked up at him. "I'll miss you too." Zaire jumped into the hug as well, despite having no idea what was going on.

Silver rolled his eyes. "I want you both off of me."

"Uriah, you want to hug daddy too?" He nodded.

"Don't touch me Kasia, I'm mad at you."

I still joined the hug anyway, to spite him. "I love you, bae."

Awww.

So rn Kasia's 28 and Silver's turning 40

so yeah, this is future part one I hope it was up to standards.