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My head was racing, and I knew who could help a girl out, Jennifer, Becca Faith, Magenta, and Layla are chilling in my room when I pulled on some tattered Vans. "You leaving?" Layla asked still skimming through her Better Homes and Garden's magazine.
I countered, "We all are, let's go," I should have dressed better was walking around in torn black jeans that have seen better days with my bright tie-dye bikini top. My hair was in a bun when we walked from my house none questioned where we were heading now, just going with the flow.
Jennifer cocked her head once I turned onto Warrens's street, she raised a perfect brow at me. "Picking BiBi up poor tiny destroyer never gets to be normal and we all know how that feels. He lives across the street from her," so many coos are heard, at least I could help her like this other than that I wasn't good for much else. I refuse to see my father and mother tore him a new ass, she liked Peace and not Kai.
I was thinking the girl be outside waiting but we all slide on out and head to her door, it was painted a pale blue with white trim. The doorbell must have a new battery. The sound is harsher than the morning alarm wake-ups in a head-ache inducing kind of way. "God that's loud," but a small girly laugh was heading our way when I turned seeing Warren leaning in his doorway watching us wearing only swim trunks. I noted Will's truck, Vic's motorbike, and two other cars parked in his drive.
I just wave turning back to the now open door seeing BiBi peaking from her mothers legs, "Come to steal your daughter," laughing as BiBi was out the door and running to my Nova, "Home by nine, please," I checked the time it was two in the afternoon, nine was doable.
"Sure, will do,"
I was going to be a positive role model, or that was what I was telling myself. BiBi was waving franticly to Warren who beckoned her to come over and she turned to me with a smile. "No," but she was running her long hair flying as Layla laughed. "You would have done the very same, let's go get her," she was right as we were flying behind her, Warren left his door open after he and BiBi walked in knowing we be after the girl.
"Jennifer find him," she pointed to the back yard, it was nice, BiBi was in the grass when I saw Vic and the rest in the pool. Warren was sitting with BiBi, but we aren't staying, I have plans for her and sitting here was not one of them.
"Come on, destroyer," she bounced off her chair taking my outstretched hand. "Can we get McDonald's?"
"No, that shit will kill you. No worries we girls will feed you," but my husband wraps me in his arms. "I love to see you tonight, we could just go walking, drive to the beach, stay at home and watch tv. It doesn't matter much to me," I had to pick my poison and it was him, over and over again it be him.
Our eyes locked together and in his, I saw my soul, "I will be dropping her off around nine," nodding before his lips pressed into mine, so warm and the feel of them had me once again craving more and more from him.
So I just drag BiBi before anything more can happen, I kind of had plans she was sheltered and homeschooled like a lot of us. I figure she needed to branch out of her comfort zone as we pulled into Sadies Salon. She was unsure but we just drag her in, "Sadie, here she is, the works and we already talked about her hair," Sadie was an older Heroine who retired and opened this salon, which I love.
We plan more while the three women work on the destroyer, "Mall and Pizza locomotion, I know she has never been there. And look at her clothes, like a tiny old person," our eye son her pressed trousers and pale-yellow blouse with white keds on.
This will not do, we all agreed and chipped in more money for this demon child to have a good day. Her nails are all pastel along with her toes and her hair was rocking, in various shades of pastel, pinks, purples, blue, green, and yellow all colored her silvery hair. It was trimmed and she was sporting some bangs, but it fitted her face perfectly. "Come on, we aren't done yet," but she was smiling her fingering messing with her hair while Jennifer handed out Dutch Bros, this time she was drinking a double blended Dragon Slayer frost with the whip.
It was the biggest shopping mall in Alabama. A moving platform ran along all the walkways in both directions just like in the airports. There was a shuttle service from the far ends of the car parks to the entrance and food outlets were scattered throughout instead of being on one courtyard. Professional shopping guides were smiling at every entrance, always ready for more business. We girls stepped inside, BiBi holding her hands out to the petals raining down from the clear ceiling. They were virtual, of course, they were...
First was Hot Topic and Spencer's, she found some choice clothes that we all thought she rocked. A pair of pastel Vans is now on her feet as we used the restroom to pull on some faded blue jeans and a white top, pairing it with a pastel vest. She had wide eyes and we nearly went into every shop we each held a bag including BiBi she loves Clarrie's and forever 21, but by six she was hungry and her stomach let us know, but she was tired too.
Now Pizza Locomotion was a great pick, it was filled with kids civilian, future heroes/heroines too. It was two stories and there was enough of us she wouldn't be left alone, we all wore the same look seeing her face morph into pure joy. Her eyes up to ours, "Let's get her some tokens, only playing for a little then we eat and play some more," she nodded and together we run to the small machine. Each putting money into it, she just held the small bucket. "Keep putting the tokens in it," I was about to put in another dollar when a twenty was shoved in, I was so excited and the girl's emotions overtook me that I started blocking anything more out.
Warren, Bandit, Will, Deke, and Vic are standing behind us. "Came to enjoy some pizza," he followed me. "Lies, I can tell," but BiBi is beaming with a filled bucket. "Play now?" her eyes darting around.
"Yup, let's go," but I wanted her to make friends so I just felt around for a kid or few with power, she wouldn't fit in with a civilian, not her. We played Skeet ball, basketball when a little boy and girl walked up watching her play alone, yes they're siblings and what I have been looking for. Smiling, "You two like to join BiBi?" putting some tokens in.
"Yes please," they say together, creepy little things. But we all stand back and watch them playing together, they moved on to another wack a mole game, a token fall, and precision before it was time for her to eat.
I honestly hated to break them up, "BiBi, you can come back but right now we need to eat," she gave me a nod. "If you're wanting we can play after, if not that's okay," the twin's mother smiled giving me a yes.
Jay spoke first, "I would like to play again, we have to eat too," he leaned in and I stepped forward on instinct, but he hugged her as Layla was snapping photos left and right. Warren said he already ordered so it should be coming, I just slide in BiBi was next and then Warren.
She was rambling on and on, reminding us all of Layla.
Asking BiBi to sit today is like trying to tell a fire not to burn. Her eyes are alight, her every muscle needs to move, to dance, to jump. She chatters and observes giggles and jokes. Everything tickles her as funny and if there is one idea coming from her mouth there are seven more queuing up in her mind. We just sit back and watch her when the food is served, Pizza, fries, mozzarella sticks and salad. Without thought, I plated her pizza with sides of each and she dug in, the red sauce was smeared on her face. I nibbled, for the most part, Vic was ordering more since the boys ate more than us girls combined. "Play?" she begged, and I give in, I jumped the bench behind us and she copied but not as smooth as myself. "Ya'll eats, I got her," taking our leave to finish up the last of her game tokens.
I asked her, "Having a good time?"
"The very best," her eyes tired but bright as I leaned against the wall watching her Jay and his sister Jessika playing a racing game. My stomach rolled in discomfort my eyes scanning because he was here, Warren was like fresh breath and Kai was like a breath of stale air, it made my stomach roll. I smiled, "BiBi, we have to go," the twin's mother agreed.
"Can we make arrangements for a play date?" she asked as I passed her my cell number. "Any time," smiling as BiBi was still smiling in all her excitement, she pointed to a corner and there he was watching us. "Oh crap, I have somehow fucked up and placed you in danger," I whispered to myself, she just held my hand but her smile was fading. "Sorry, BiBi just wanted you to feel normal," I say as we make our way down to the crew.
Soft-spoken, "Thank you, I never had this much fun and they are going to text you and ask for another day we can play. I am going to marry Jay," Oh hell no.
"Oh, hell no," I say turning back to find the little guy who thought he was worth her, and it hit me, I wanted a child at some point. "Fuck come on," she skipped to Warren, her body flying into his arms as she whispered in his ear. Who would have ever known he was good with kids, but hell he was.
His face was cold now as his eyes traveled to the next level, Kai was leaning over the railing a well-placed smirk on his face. The boys moved in but I grabbed Warren's shoulder, "Not with BiBi right here, time to go," I felt it, it was so hard for him to just leave Kai here, but he wrapped his arms around me and together we walked out. I felt it rolling Kai was angry but I push it back down.
BiBi is in and yawning up a storm, "Look who is tired, who else thinks it is her bedtime," every hand raised including hers as I drove her home, it wasn't a very long drive as we pulled into her driveway seeing her mother standing in the open doorway waving.
I hoped she didn't murder us for the hair dye and clothes as the boys arrived behind us, Jennifer directed them to get the bags and carry them in. But her mother was fussing over her tired little girl, "look at you BiBi, so grown and happy," her fingertips slender and loving as she touched BiBi's hair.
"Teeth and bed, go now," her mother let out a soft laugh as we all walked in dropping bags and seeing her watching us with eyes that saw far more than any of really wanted. "Thank you, and no her hair and clothes do not bother me, young Bexley. It suits her," her eyes traveled up to the little girl who was watching us with blue foam falling from her mouth onto her yellow jammies.
I smiled, "Great, see you both and thank you for not killing us. See you BiBi," she waved yelling. "Yes, very soon," laughing as Warren just picked me up and carried me across the street to his house.
His mother was up and her music was blaring at godly levels as we walked in, "Hey mom, you have met my wife," she laughed. "I have, welcome, Bexley," she, my mother, my Aunt, Aroura, and Jet-stream form the Sirens the world's most powerful females.
His arms never leave me, as the rest chill and watch a movie, but he and I are in the kitchen locked together as Still the one by Orleans played. "You going to stop with the divorce yet,"
"Maybe,"
It was Thursday, I was once again at Warrens house the judge granted me the removal of the curse it would be done within the week, so finally life could get on track. But right now, I was enjoying this, being loved and his fingers trailing in my hair, it soothed and relaxed me. He was watching Freddy while I just laid next to him texting Vic, my levels have finally become stable.
His voice broke through, and his smile said he had been trying to get my attention for some time. "Are you hungry?" he was amused at me. "I could eat a little, but not much," never being hungry or not having a real appetite caused fear in him, I caused fear in him when nothing else has.
His mother's kitchen is neat, the kitchen tiles are the calling of the ocean with their swirls of cyan and royal blue. I asked, "What are we going to make?"
He retorted with his head in the fridge his body was bent down looking into the massive fridge. "Nothing big,"
So here we're my ass was on his mother's polished countertop while he was dropping frozen Lumpia into the EVOO. It was small and smelled good, but he started to reheat the Pancit and making a lot. But in the end, he ate like a pig and looked like a god in return, because he worked out I figured. He turned his warm eyes drifted over me, "Do you want kids?" I wanted to be honest.
Answering, "Part of me does, Wiklow, BiBi, Bexi, and Ambala gave me the desire too. But half says no, I have health issues that I rather not pass down to my child because it makes life very hard to live," trying to use a soft tone, knowing he wanted kids in our future. It lingered in the air, thick and heavy, like a blanket. Wherever I moved, that silence followed, always watching never fading. My own, personal shadow. But he finally spoke while handing me a small plate, "Come on let's eat, I understand where you're coming from. Not wanting to pass down a hard life, but we never know if it would be passed down. Right now, we're young and kids aren't about to happen, but for now, let's just enjoy each other," this I was okay with, no major decisions had to be made today we are young even if married. It was stated we had to consummate our marriage before the year was out or it wouldn't be validated.
Soon we are cuddled back together as the movie played but doubt either of us is watching it, it was simply background noise. He kissed me and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below my ear, his thumb caressing my cheek as their breaths mingled. Running my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us and now I could feel the beating of his heart against my chest.
Like a baseball bat being slammed into my gut, emotions hit me, not his nor mine. Dread owns me, pushing against me like an invisible gale, attempting to reverse my steps back to my bed. Dread has my stomach locked up tight, nothing getting in or out. Dread sets my face like rigor mortis, my teeth locked tight together. His body rolled off mine as my hands with force tossed him, but he was on his feet his face and eyes shocked. "Something is wrong, emotions," trying to find the right words but somehow this man understood.
"Close your eyes and listen to my voice, you need to close everything off and focus on the emotions let them lead you," while he was talking my eye's closed and he let his words come out in an alluringly soothing tone. Young and scared, sad, it was BiBi. "BiBi," I vanished in black mist leaving Warren.
It wasn't Kai in person who was standing over Aurora who was protecting BiBi, the guy looked shocked seeing me walking form the mist and not Kai. I attacked, going on the defensive seeing their home in shambles, also too scared to turn and see either hurt. There was stillness on both sides. If hatred was visible the air would have been scarlet. Then suddenly movement, so much force in every blow. I rained blows onto the unknown man, power raging as if I meant to smash him into the very earth, and I did.
Warren pulled me off, 'Are there more?" was yelled as BiBi pointed to the stairs, he was gone as the guy was not moving. "BiBi, did she hit her button to alert the Sirens?" a small nod of yes, my hands move over her face seeing small cuts and bruising. "Fucking cunts all going to die," seething as two men are hurled down their stairs with Warren behind them.
Aurora she was down, her face was bloody as I held her hand, "I will recover, BiBi is yours to care for until then, she has the papers," each word looked as if it cost her a day of her life. "Oh no, an adult is much better, like my mother or Aunt. I will ruin this child," fear picking up. My hand's bloody holding pressure to her belly when more chaos began as the Commander and Jet Stream is the first to arrive. "We need level four here now," I yelled and she was on it as Uncle was binding the three men, his eyes on mine seeing the bloody sack of meat.
"He was going to hurt BiBi, lucky I didn't kill him," was spat not bothering to feel guilt or look at anyone other than the scared little girl. Her eyes watered turning to her mother whose eyes are closed, I felt around and nothing as I screamed. 'Warren pressure on the wound," he dropped to his knees doing as told and I started compressions after two minutes she had a pulse and vomit coming from her mouth, but she was breathing as I was moved back and the real medical people took over. It was a good minute and she was gone heading to Maxville Hospital, I rode with BiBi as she was being checked over, she was hurt, her little left arm was broken.
She was healed, her arm mended but the cuts and bruising stayed as he could heal so much, and her arm took priority. My mother gave me a look the Judge I saw just this morning was with her, she had a file in hand as BiBi was now sleeping in Warrens's arms. "Bexley, BiBi is in your care, and Warrens for now. They have a two-bedroom furnished apartment you will have to stay in until Aurora wakes up, she is in a coma but the prognosis is very good. Its morning now, so you go home and get what you need, same with Warren and BiBi, this is temporary Mr. Peace you cross me and I will show you who is boss,"
Life was crumbling, "What, I have to move out?"
She hugged me, "They think it best because you and Warren are married and now are in charge of Beatrice,"
On scanning her eyeball at the entry the house-lights came on and soft jazz played from the hidden sound system, the same volume in every room. In the kitchen, a machine dispensed Baileys and ice into a glass and the heating system reprogrammed for a rise in two degrees. After a six-second delay to allow us time to remove our shoes in our new home. Warren and Will walked in with bags as I held BiBi's hand, "You need more sleep, lets put you to bed you can shower when you wake,"
She didn't fight me, just crawled into the bed and passed out while us girls got the house in shape, our shape. I hung BiBi's clothes, hung posters and placed nice pictures of her and her momma. Warren and I, well we never went to sleep our summer was over, we're foster parents now. "How about right here?" he asked, he wanted to hang his mother's art and it was very nicely done in coal of the inner workings of a clock.
"Yeah, but a tad to the left on the right side," he did it, the frame was straight as we stood back. "When she wakes, we need to get food," he agreed running his face over his hand when I gave him a heartbreaking look.
"My fault, Warren. He attacked her because he saw her with me, he was angry he lost the court ruling,"
He was fuming, "Never blame yourself, you love that girl and gave her what she needed. Kai is the issue, he wants to kill or take anything that you hold dear," it hit me, he would kill so many for no reason.
"I know," fear held me and his arms this time didn't hold it at bay.