Only the Beginning

Just thought I of this story randomly one day so I am not sure if it's going to be good. Now I have four stories go me! I should be updating my stories a lot faster I now have Microsoft word on my cell phone. Be prepared to read a new chapter of various stories just about every week. Hope you enjoy.

I sit down on the swing I am currently with Peyton at the park; of course, Carly is not with us she is never with our kids. Ever since she got her job as a principle at a preparatory Manhattan school, she's always busy working. I work at home I have my own international technologies design company, known as itech. I named it itech from the name icarly then mixing in technology, Carly thought it was lame of course.

She was not with us because today she went to a breast cancer awareness meeting. She was the president of her club so she had to be there according to her.

"Daddy come play on the seesaw," yelled my six-year-old son Peyton. I put my cell phone away got off the swing and walk over to where he is sitting on the swing.

"Dad you sit here and I sit there," he ran to the other side. His weight couldn't lift me I had a great deal of weight on him for him to actually be able to lift me off the ground. Instead, I lifted myself off the ground pretended he was doing it. I looked at the wide grin plastered across his face, he is really enjoying himself; I had to admit Peyton is a naturally happy kid. It was 4:30 and Carly said to be home at 5:00 she hated coming home to an empty house on the weekends. Since the park was quite a while from the uptight neighborhood we live in, I decided to leave quickly.

We made it to our apartment at 4:58, just enough time for us to get out of the car and put away the toys Peyton had bought along to the park. I knew she would be here exactly at 5:00 because that is just how she is. Just as I expected, she walked through the door at 5:00 sharp on the phone.

"Rita I know we need to encourage more parents to work with the children." Rita is her vice principal at the School.

"Mommy," yelled Peyton hugging her legs.

"Listen Rita I'll call you later just made it home. Ok bye."

"Peyton!" she exclaimed, "How's my baby." she picked him up and walked over to where I was standing. She quickly kissed me then I took off her sunshades, and grabbed her briefcase, and purse.

"How did your meeting go?" I asked following her to the living room where she kicked off her shoes and went into to the kitchen.

"It went great she said turning around to face me. I was really happy to see that were getting teens involved in volunteering." she said.

"So-" I start but she interrupts as she opens the refrigerator.

"Oh honey could you do me a favor I left the Chinese take out in the car. I can't believe I forgot it, it's probably cold." she said over stressing herself.

"Listen hun," I say wrapping my arms around her waist soothing her stress. "Don't worry I'll get the food from the car." I put on my shoes and left.

Once I got back in Carly was sitting at the table in her relaxation clothes with her reading glasses on. She was on her laptop while looking at papers.

"Where's Collins?" She asked not glancing away from her papers. Collins is our fourteen-year-old daughter; she was born when Carly was only twenty-three.

"She's out with Emily, she just texted me and said that she will be home before dinner."

"Emily Broncos?"

"Yea I guess I don't really know her friends." I say sitting the bags on the counter. As soon, as finish unloading the food from the bags.

"If she's with Emily Broncos tell her to stay away from her mother that lady is a freak." She said as Collins walked through the door.

"Hey dad," she says unaware of her mothers appearance at the table; Carly is rarely at home habitually gone all day. She hops on the couch and pushes Peyton aside.

"Move dork I want to watch T.V., make it or break it is coming on soon."

"That's no fair I was here first." objects Peyton pushing Collins aside.

"So I was born first," she snatches the remote from him then he starts to scream.

"I'm telling dad," complains Peyton.

"Children enough of this rude behavior, I want you both to wash your hands and prepare yourselves for dinner." Carly says sharply as they file out of the living room.

"Oh hey mom I didn't know your here, I thought you'd be at volunteer meeting or something." Collins says when she comes into the kitchen.

"Oh it's ok," she sounded hurt. I gave each of the kids a plate. Collins went upstairs, and Peyton went back to the T.V.

I put Carly's plate down beside her many things on the kitchen table then sat down myself. It is quiet with the kids occupied, only the faint sound from the T.V coming from the other room.

"Hun are you going to eat?" I asked grabbing her hand.

"Not yet I have to finish this important letter I have to send off to the state." she said scrambling from bag to bag in search of something.

"Carly honey eat," I close her laptop, push all her things away, and put the plate in her hands. I also started to eating, it was silent we never really get to sit down and talk. So there was not much to say, I tried to converse.

"How was you're meeting?" she looked up.

"You already asked me that," she says turning back away to eat.

"God Carly I'm trying to start conversation, were married couple and we can't even talk with one another."

"Listen Freddie-" but she stopped and started viciously coughing. I patted her back but she continued to cough. Then she practically jumped up, and ran into the bathroom.

I also jumped and ran after her scared; It was too late I reached the door the closed door. I put an ear up against the door, I heard hollow coughing, and then- wait was she throwing up. I tried the door it was unlocked; I let myself in to see Carly sprawled on the floor over the toilet.

"Oh my god are you okay?" I rush to her side to help her off the ground.

"Freddie stay away I feel sick and I do not want you to catch it." she says putting her hand out to stop me. Wow! Even when she is sick, she is still bossy.

"Carly I don't care what I catch," I say sitting down beside her on the cold marble floor that runs through our apartment.

"I'm fine," she stood. "Just a little stressed that's all." I rubbed her back until she shot me a look; I disinfected the bathroom then went to our room. Carly was on the bed reading 'Women's Ways and Rights' by Susie Boyle a rich empowering woman's rights speaker. I got in my normal night clothes flannel blue pants, and a white shirt, and got into bed.

"So what was that?" I ask eager to get an answer. She put a bookmark in her book.

"What was what?" she asks pretending not to know.

"You were just in the bathroom puking you're heart out, and then you act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Come on Carly I'm not dumb."

"I think I'm catching something from work, a virus is going around." she said smashing her fragile body into to mine. "You believe me now," she said her voice muffled from her face in my shirt.

"I believe you," I said then reached over and turned out the light.

"Goodnight,"

Please review and tell me what you think, I have a plan outlined so don't think this story is going nowhere. This is going to be different from the rest of my stories I think it's time for a change. I learned that Susie Boyle is a popular British singer, if you are British I don't mean the X-factor singer, it was a random name. Please read and review, I would greatly appreciate that.