Chapter 4
TESSA POV
Today I am going to talk to Will about the triplets, see what he has to say. I don't really want to fight but if he is going to insult my children's upbringing and what is right for them, then I think I have the right to argue. Pulling out my phone I text him, Hi meet me later at the café, by the school, we need to talk, T. he quickly replies, agreeing. I go get ready to go and confront him about what is to happen next.
Walking down the street I see a mess of ink black hair and call his name, he turns and I see his blue/violet eyes staring at me, he smiles and we walk into the café together. We sit down and order, quite annoyed as the waitress just stared at Will the whole time and ignored me. I decide to get straight to the point.
"Will, we need to talk, what we are going to do about the children? " I ask. He seems a bit shocked at my forwardness but replies nonetheless "well I kind of hoped you wouldn't ask but I think they should, like stay at my house, I want to see them more and I am their dad "he says not thinking about the consequences to this request. I am just getting angrier "no, that's not happening" I answer straight away. No way is he taking my children away from me when he hasn't been in their lives for more than a week. I see his resolve slipping away "why?" he asks stubbornly. " well, you've only known them a week, you don't have the proper equipment or safety precautions in your house for a child to live in let alone three, I'm guessing you haven't changed your ways so that also means no flings and I have not seen them for a while since you've been with them. Also I forgot have you spent the last five years looking after three babies, with a broken heart and them using all your time and devotion, having hardly any money and only one person to be there for you? I don't think so!" I shout, finally calming down. Cheeks flushed from anger and embarrassment I rush out of the little café, hair whipping around me.
I speed-walk down the street and down a corner that has a little park at the bottom. I go and sit on the swing looking around the area that I find beautiful. There are little flowers painted on the wall, faded and dull but still hold all the joy from their painters, like the little artist's energy and feelings flowing through the paintbrush and onto the wall. Then a little white picket fence, worn down and disfigured but still intact, boarding a little rusty round-a-bout a slide and the two swings, one I'm currently sitting on. Every swing I take it makes a creaky sound but I'm used to that, living with my babies. People find this park horrible and out of use but I find it old-fashioned and full of character, in the little cracks on the floor or the faded paint and even the rust forming from being over used and the weather. It makes me happy and I'm glad that I found it, I used to sit here all the time when I was pregnant, away from all the noise and the bother and the life.
During my thoughts I don't notice somebody walk over and sit down on the swing. I am pulled out of my reverie when they swing, the chains squealing out to be heard. My head shoots up and I am met eye to eye with a certain Englishman. "William" I state then look back down, we sit in an awkward silence, then he speaks. "Tess…" my heart skips a beat, stupid nickname, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you went through all of this just because of me, the children …and you" he adds "went through all of this because I was scared of my emotions and once again I don't think things through before I say them. Tessa I will do anything, I understand that you want them in your house and I accept that. I will pay you monthly for the children too." He says gently. My head snaps up and I look into his eyes to see if he's joking but all I see is honesty and sincerity. I then add "You can have them every other week, if you're not busy and some weekdays but not until your apartment is child proof" Will nods at this. We talk a bit more then start talking about what we did over the past five years and what's happening in our family. Will says he's family our coming over to visit and says they must visit the children and me. I blush but agree. After a while I realize I'm going to be late to pick up the kids if I don't go no. I tell Will this and he says he will come with me. I agree and then we walk off to go and pick up OUR kids. It feels nice to be part of a family even if it's quite a dysfunctional one.
All rights go to Cassandra Clare. Hope you enjoyed my new chapter and please review! I had an even amount of fight or love so I decided both bye x