CHAPTER 1:

~~The kids~~

INTRO:

"Grayson Wesley Peters," I say

"Yes Avie"

"What do you think you are doing?" I ask

"Talking to a pretty lady"

I pause

"By the way, he has an STD,"

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BY THE TIME THAT 9 PM rolls around I am exhausted, I can't remember the last time I had done this much physical activity.

Beside me, Grayson was flicking through the channels on the tv, my eyes were closed so I opened one eye glancing at him, his face was scrunched up like he was actually concentrating. I close my eye again before I hear banging.

I open both of my eyes to see Grayson banging the remote on the table.

"What the hell are you doing," I say sitting up snatching the remote

"The remote isn't working" he replies

"Maybe if you weren't slamming the remote it would work"

"duly noted" he replies

"Well I'm off to bed, goodnight," I say back standing up

"Okay" he replies following me dropping the remote on the couch

"What are you doing?" I ask

"Coming to bed"

"No, you're not" I reply

"Yes I am"

"Excuse me, but you are sleeping on the couch" I reply

"No, I'm not, you sleep on the couch"

"I'm the girl, you should be polite" I argue back, I refuse to sleep in a bed next to him, I don't even want to think about what he would do. I huff and try to think.

"I'm older than you I make the decisions"

"Jokes on you smart ass, I was born 3 months before you were" I reply

"I'm not moving princess Avie"

Realizing that I am not going to win this fight I sigh walking back down the stairs, laying on the couch, pulling the blanket that I was using before on me and up to my shoulders- I guess I'm on the couch.

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I wake up the next day from the sun shining through the curtain that I left open, I groan opening my eyes shutting them immediately.

After I decide that I am ready to get up, I sit up hunching over in pain, grabbing my lower back, this could be one of two reasons, its that time of the month and I have forgotten, or its because I slept on the couch, I'm leaning more to the couch thing.

I would have known if I was getting my period. I finally get off of the couch dropping the blanket on the floor, looking at it walking up the stairs and into the master bedroom.

I peek my head in and Grayson is laying in the middle of the bed drinking straight from the orange juice bottle scrolling through his phone, I shake my head in disgust and he looks up

"Looked like you had a good sleep" he comments and I glare

"Not thanks to you ass hat" I reply "That's also disgusting keep it" I then say gesturing to the already half drunken orange juice, which I swear, I see floaties.

"Jesus, be a nice woman"

"No, do not blame me, I had to sleep on the hard brand new couch"

"Well that's my fault?" he says

"Who's was it then, the imaginary guy that lives in our house?" I say

"Well no one told you to sleep on the couch"

"Really, I didn't want perverted fuck boy hands don't touch me"

"Really, my fuckboy hands say the one that sleeps in short shorts and a sports bra," he says looking at my current attire, I look down, and scowl who cares.

"That is so beside the point" I reply crossing my arms

"Sure," he says and looks directly at me- well my chest.

"Are you kidding me" I reply covering myself

"What, a guy wants what he wants," he says and I gag

"You're on the couch tonight" I reply

"No you are," he says

"for god's sake can you actually have some respect for me," I say and he laughs

"fuck you" I reply

Slamming the door to the bathroom. I have a shower and hope that he is not in the room when I get out, which he isn't, but I hear the other shower running, I take this chance to quickly get ready, doing my hair and makeup, which this 15 minutes.

I do my everyday makeup look, and brush my wet hair which will dry in a curl, and by the time I reach the downstairs and kitchen he is in there eating a bowl of cereal, I pour myself a bowl, sitting down next to him, while we eat in silence, after 5 minutes we say at the same time

"I'm sorry"

"You go first," he tells me

"No, you go first" I start "Fine, I'm sorry for calling you a fuckboy"

"Okay," he says and I stare at him in disbelief

"Excuse me?"

"What?" he says and I glare at him

"Don't let it happen again"

He replies dumping his bowl in the sink walking up the stairs

"What the heck" I mutter under my breathe

"We have to leave in 20 minutes Avie," he calls back

"Don't call me that" I yell

"Sure thing Avie" he yells back

"Fuck you," I mutter eating my cereal

25 minutes and 1 argument on who is driving later and we are on the way

"We're late and it's all your fault," I say from the passenger seat- he won.

"Please Avie, if you had just let me drive" he starts but I cut him off

"Don't call me Avie"

"Okay princess," he says and I shake my head my eyebrows creasing, while he laughs

"Avie it is then" he adds

I knew he was a dick, but I didn't think he was this bad, well I did, but part of me thought that he would actually be good.

"We're here," I say puffing to our teacher and he shakes his head at us, taking us up to the receptionist.

"This is the last of them," he says to the lady

"Okay thank you" she replies looking at us "Peters?"

"Yes," I say and she takes us over to the 'P' section.

"So you have Saskia, Ava, and Lola Peters," she says looking at our chart

"Yes," I say, looking back to see that Grayson, was not with me and is talking to some chick

"For god's sake," I groan marching up to him

"Grayson Wesley Peters," I say and he looks up

"Yes Avie"

"What do you think you are doing?" I ask

"Talking to a pretty lady" he replies smirking at her, I pause,

"Oh okay then," I say looking at the girl "By the way, he has an STD," I say walking off Grayson traveling behind me moments later

"Why would you do that"

"Because you need to focus on looking after your children not who you are going to hook up with" I say and the lady guiding us gives us a stern disapproving look and I just glare at her, we stop at a holt and I see 2 precious little girls playing with dolls and a sleeping baby.

"Here are your kids" she replies "we have some things for you to sign an talk about so meet me at the front desk" she adds walking off and I crouch down to them

"Hi guys," I say while Grayson peers over to the baby

"Are you my mummy?" the older looking one Saskia asks and I nod my head

"Yeah sweetie, are you ready to go?" I ask and they nod their heads

"Are you daddy?" Saskia also asks and Grayson goes to shake his head but looks at me

"Yep, come and give daddy a hug," he says and that shocks me- he might actually have a heart, the two girls run over and he picks them up

"Who is ready to get going," he says and they giggle, so he starts to walk out, leaving me with baby Lola Belle

"Hi baby" I coo looking at her, while she's strapped into her car seat. I lift the car seat up and follow behind to our car, looks like I am a mother of 3 for now.
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WARNING:

this story will contain:

---- Swearing (which may cause offense)

---- Sexual content (in dialogue ya nasties)

----Moments that you will either laugh or scream

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