Poor Me

Chapter 1

Dylan

I pace around half naked in my bedroom trying to remember where I placed my favorite hoodie.

Mom is going to be here with the boys any minute now and I haven't done anything I was supposed to do. I slept the whole time because I'm super tired and I hadn't had enough sleep ever since they were born.

Tate has been no help at all because she has to go to work everyday.

Tate is my fiancee and I love her to the moon and back. We've been together for two years and she been good to me. My mother was not happy when I moved in with Tate after 6 months of dating but I was in love, I am in love with her. We decided to have kids of our own through IVF after we moved in to our new apartment in Saint Adis. It's closer to where we work and it's spacious and perfect for the kids, for now. We're planning on getting our own house soon but I like our space right now and we're making memories.

It's homie and the kids seem comfortable here and though they are still 5 months old I think they like it here.

Even though it's messy.

Where the f**k is my favorite hoodie, it's makes me feel better in a way I can't explain.

I sigh.

I'll find it later. I have to make this house presentable because mom won't be happy that she took the kids out of my hands only for me to sleep the whole time.

Kalen and Orson are beautiful boys with my brown hair and Tates grey eyes but God they give me hell. They refuse to sleep like any other baby. They just want to play as much as possible and that includes even if it's 2am in the morning. The doctor said they are just energetic and it's normal. When I went to my mom she said I used to cry at 2am in the morning and if I'd rather have them cry for no reason or be happy that they just want me to be there when they play. And don't get me wrong I love that my kids are active I just can't get why they want me to be there for it. Because if I so much as leave them alone they start crying, a lot.

Tate just gives the 'please make them stop I need to work' line which irritates the living s**t out of me but I don't say anything because we agreed that I'll take care of our kids until I get back to work.

Never mind that I carried them for 9 months and almost died when I gave birth to them. Okay I'm being a b***h, it works out that Tate works while I look after the boys. Even if I happen to lose my job she gets paid more as a lawyer so she'll just take care of us. I just hate that she has no time for her family. On the bright side I get to see her in a suit almost every day and it's sends me straight to Horny city every-damn-time. Tate is a beautiful woman. She is classy, has jet black hair, creamy skin, grey eyes slim figure and is 5'8. Hot as f**k really.

I try to push away the thoughts of my partner away, I have no time to touch my self to the thought of my fiancee right now. I busy myself cleaning around our space, doing laundry and putting the dishes into the dish washer. Mom probably gave the twins a bath so I'll just have to feed them.

I smile thinking about how helpful my mother has been ever since I had the kids. I know she's lonely even if Cruse still lives with her. He's the middle child and moms favorite. I don't know why mom adores him so much because he's an unemployed dirtbag who tries to f**k anything with a skirt on. Unlike my older brother, Tommy who is so sweet and kind and completely in love with his beautiful wife Lenny, who is just as sweet. He is the one who introduced me to Tate when she was still an intern in their law firm.

I check the time and frown, mom should be here already. Where the hell is she. Maybe the boys were a little fussy and she'll be late. Fine by me maybe I can take a shower in the meantime and try to look for my hoodie again. I make my way to the bathroom at the end of the hallway singing Bad by Wale on top of my lungs. This is my friend Mica's favorite song, well one of her favorite songs atleast. Mica loves music a lot. She is the kind of person that likes different genres of music and will listen to one song until she can't stand it no more. She's a great singer too but won't sing outside the shower.

She's been my friend since high school but I've never seen her with anyone she's intimate with. It's not that she is not attractive because she is. She is really really beautiful. She's a red head with green pretty eyes. A hot body that she hides under oversized t-shirts, hoodies and sweats. She is the definition of a perfect person with great clear skin and legs for days.

She is so obsessed with anime men, dirty mangas and the men in k-dramas. Also based on our conversations she might be a virgin.

Maybe not.

Well okay I'm not sure, she's very secretive about stuff. She's a homebody and she built her life to revolve around that. I love her so much. She's also been helpful with the kids and buys them stuff every time she comes around to check up on us. I take a 10 minutes shower because I don't want my mom to find me in it just in case she's in hurry but when I get out mom is not here yet so I call Mica to pass the time.

"Hey b***h" I greet her in a squeaky voice just to annoy her.

"Dylan I told you not to call me. Whatever happened to texting, mmmhh?"

Did I mention that she hates phone calls.

"But I missed you Babu"

"Well I missed Orson and Kalen, you're too annoying to miss" she says in her low throaty voice, like she just woke up from sleep. She usually sleeps during the day and stays up until morning but that's just her usual voice and I like it.

"f**k off. You should come visit, they were with mom for the day but she was supposed to bring them here an hour ago. I'm getting worried"

"They're fine, just enjoy the peace while you still can" she assures me.

"yeah I will" I bring my phone to my face because it's vibrating "hey Babu I'm getting another call. Talk soon okay"

"I love you bye"

I answer the the call, wary of the unknown number.

"Hallo"

"Is this Miss Dylan Garcia." it's a man and he sounds panicked.

"Yes who's this?"

"I'm officer Brown. Miss there's been an accident. Mrs Garcia's car crashed and miss I'm sorry but she's the only one who made it." I don't know what he means mom's supposed to be here with the kids. I'm sure everything okay though, Mica said so.

"Oh okay so are my boys alright"

He's goes quiet not answering me which pisses me the f**k off but I ignore it.

"Sir it's fine tell me where are they are I'll fix everything. I just need to get there, my boys need me. They are probably hungry too. I should bring their bottles with me maybe that why..."

"DYLAN" he cuts me off "They're dead. The kids died"

NO

They are fine. FINE.

But he said...

no...no...no

I scream.