AN: Pre-wedding day chapter update! Haha I'll be attending a wedding tomorrow evening (in my culture, the weddings are in the evening- like SO INCREDIBLY LATE)
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Chapter 2
When Lucas was worrying about his own situation, he was worrying about earning enough to pay for the rent and central heating within his home. He worked full time before and dropped the kids at day care but now he just couldn't do that anymore. And that's then he realised why he thought Maya looked familiar. His new boss looked just like her.
"Lucas, honey, sign these and you'll be working for me," She said, smiling.
He smiled back at her and took the papers, filling in his credit card details and such so she could pay it straight to his bank card. He put the pen down and his new boss dismissed him. He looked at his phone and saw that he was extremely late. His children where stuck at school on their first day.
He ran towards the elementary school and put his hands on his knees, breathing so hard, the steam coming from his mouth was like a steam-train of some sort. He looked up and saw his boys frowning with their arms crossed, their teacher smiling at him.
"I'm so sorry boys," He started off, continuing.
"I'm also sorry Ma'am. I won't be this late without notice again."
Lucas held his hands out for the boys to which they quickly latched onto. He gave an apologetic smile to the stern, yet kind looking teacher. She pushed up her glasses.
"As long as you make the school aware, it shan't be a problem Mr Friar," She said, waving her hand in dismissal. He smiled at her and told the boys to say thank you and wave goodbye and they did so, smiling and waving at their kind teacher.
Lucas unlocked the front door to find a stack of bills; heating, rent and electricity. He sighed, telling the boys to take off their coats and hand it to him to hand and place their book bags next to the coffee table in the living room. He sighed because he was tired and he wasn't sure if he could even juggle college and the rent and such. Larry came running towards him, sensing his sadness.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Larry asked, tugging at his sleeve. Lucas placed the bills on the kitchen table and picked Larry up.
"Larry, I'm fine but thank you for asking," He replied, smiling. Larry smiled at his father and just planted a kiss on his cheek. Lucas put his hand on his cheek, his heart swelling up with emotions.
"What was that for?" He asked. Larry grabbed his father by the cheeks.
"I know I'm a big boy now dad but sometimes you need to let the people you care about know that you love them and they should never be sad," He said. Lucas laughed at his response and placed him on his lap as he sat on the sofa. Max came running in from the bathroom.
"Man, Larry. You need to stop being lame. I bet you get that from dad," He stated, sitting next to them. Larry frowned at Max and then pulled a nasty face at him. Max pulled his cheeks and stuck his tongue out at him.
"But dad looked really sad," Larry explained. Max looked at his dad.
"Maybe you should really get a wife. I heard those things calm you down…" He said, his attention drawing onto Larry picking his nose. He yelled in disgust and handed Larry a tissue.
"Larry, we're in the 1st grade now, we aren't some kids. We're big boys and picking our noses is for like 4 year olds," He explained. Lucas laughed at the snarky brunette.
"So? What's the difference between being 4 and in 1st grade?" Larry asked, curious.
"We're better than being like 4, we're 5 and in 1st grade! Like 1st grade is for 6 and 7 year olds and they're old! It means we're like really smart right dad?" Max looked at his father hopefully. Lucas was just really amused by his children.
"I don't know Max, you keep calling me lame and say I need a wife. Do you even know what a wife is?" Lucas asked. Max huffed, and Larry squirmed a little on his lap to face him.
"Yeah! A wife is like, you know, a woman you're married to and live happily ever after with…" Max tried. Lucas laughed at his answer, pinching his cheek.
"Correct BUT, in order to do that, don't you have to love someone?" Lucas asked. Max put his hand on his chin whereas Larry was trying to get grips of this conversation.
"Oh like how we love you?" Larry asked. Max nodded.
"Oh, yeah of course, loving me like the same amount but it's a different type of love…" Lucas stated, putting Larry in the empty space between him and Max.
"So what's the difference?" Larry asked. Max was still trapped in thought, his small digits rubbing his chin.
"A parent loving children is very different from a man loving a woman… You'll know when you start liking a girl and go on your first dates," Lucas tried, nudging both boys in a joking manner. They screwed up their faces and made a sickened gesture.
"Ew dad, stop being gross!" They yelled before getting up to sit at the dinner table. Lucas chased after them laughing at their naiveté. For tonight, they'd have yesterday's left over casserole.
"Mom, honestly, I'll be fine. I'm collecting my stuff as we speak. I'll be at yours by Wednesday… yes permanently!" Maya said, getting tired at her mother's antics.
"I'll even contribute to this business… So would you leave me alone? Yeah… YES! Okay mom, I love you too," She muttered on the phone before slamming the thing on the table. She rubbed her temples. The girl was stressed after returning from Paris not too long ago and had heaps of boxes to collect from the airport. In the meantime, she was lodging at her friend's house, the tall brunette who was full of sunshine and rainbows.
"Hey Maya, no need to be a moody pants!" Riley said, frowning at Maya's tone towards her mother. Maya tied her hair back in her hair tie and started checking all her boxes, as she needed to be at her mom's the day after tomorrow.
"So Maya… You never said how the moonlit date was like in Paris," Her friend stated with starry eyes. Maya looked at her as if she was crazy and rolled her eyes. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
"Well, it seems like he just wanted to dive right into my front pie hole," she said nonchalantly. Her friend gasped at her vulgar language with raised eyebrows and a mouth wide open.
"Maya! Don't speak like that… It's not nice," She tried telling her off but the blonde girl didn't care.
"It was rough sex. I'm tired of sex Riley. I mean it's good and all but what happened to sweet old making lurrrvvv?" She sighed. Riley's cheeks turned pink and she looked as if she wanted to mentally block that out.
"Well... Gee Maya if only you weren't so crude. I'm sure you'll find a guy who doesn't want you for your vagina," Riley responded. Maya smirked at Riley to which Riley responded by putting her hands up in defeat.
"You wretch, you told me not to use language like that and you come out with the foulest use of the word for female genitalia," Maya huffed, throwing a pillow at Riley's face. Riley laughed and a pillow fight commenced at the Matthew's bedroom, a tradition that happened every time there was a Matthews-Hart Sleep over. They eventually settled down, eating junk and Maya pouring her heart and soul out about her year stay in Paris. Sometimes, she didn't find her stay at Paris great at all.
AN: What do ya fink? My endings aren't so great but I want this story to unravel properly and slowly (not too slow).