One Big Happy Family

Family

( Author’s note : The family dynamic goes as this.

Hunter (32) is the biological father of David (12), Quil (9), and Mason (4). Levi (33) is the biological father to Xander (11). Alexander (31) is the biological father to Valentine (10). Jaynie (29) is the biological mother to all the children. And shares Hunter with Cathy (31) and Alexander with Jenna (30). Jaynie had met Alexander first, then Hunter and finally Levi. They had been in a band together before meeting Jaynie. And as you can tell they all started at a young age. )

Jaynie blinks her eyes slowly and just lays in bed listening. She listens at how every once in awhile someone laughs. The clinking of dishes as breakfast is being eaten. Turning her head she sees her clock reading 11:20 am. Her family’s lives move on with out her. They all got up and didn’t even bother to think of waking her. To ask her for anything. Not anymore. The family she wanted her whole life. Most little girls wanna grow up marry a prince be a princess. Not her she only wanted to be a mother, wife, to have a family to care for. To be wanted and needed. But no one needed her. Not her babies, the men shes loved for more than 10 years. Sighing she turns over to face the wall away from the door as she hears the men approaching her door laughing. Someone shoved someone because a hard body hit the wall rattling it and a loud rumble of laughter comes out of the men and she bites back a small smile. Hunter bursts through the door and smacks her butt hard. “Wake up sleepy head! Come on princess time to wake up Jaynie.” Some grabs the blanket and pulls it off her. Thing was, she didn’t notice she kicked her pants off in her sleep and the three men stoped every sound. Someone probably Levi went and closed the door then they all sat on the bed. Alexander’s soft but stern voice chimes through the silence, “Jaynie, how could you? You said you stoped! I cannot believe you did this. You know how stupid it is! You swore to me.” His voice broke in shame or in sorrow. She couldn’t tell anymore. But she just got pissed. She was so mad that she was not able to tell wether they truly loved her or not. She give them her all, well gave them her all. Now she feels weak and empty like an old shopping bag thats been crumpled for years waiting to be used but never is. She got out of bed avoiding looking at them or touching them and heads for the bathroom locking the door behind her. Not even a second later they try to open it and start knocking. Turning the shower on to drown out the knocks and bangs and the sweet nothings they were saying she say in the middle of the bathroom and stared at the steam filling the room.