The Cradle that Rocks
878 Words
It is a beautiful day outside, maybe I will go for a run today. I chuckle to myself because heaven knows I have not run in over fifteen years. Not unless you count the pace I use when I work the ER.
I love admiring my yard through my bay window, while drinking coffee in the mornings; it is my quiet space.
"Ma! Mommy, Mother! did you hear anything I just said? Ma! Kadence! Mom is zoned out again!"
"Why the hell you telling me? I told you to leave her alone, maybe she is plotting dad's death."
"I forgot about that sis, that will save us from having to meet his new Thot. I swear I saw her at the office and she looked like a recalled blow up doll."
And now I am choking on my coffee. I turn to face my beautiful 13-year-old twins, Kody and Kadence.
"I told you both, if you do not watch your language, I will make a slideshow of all your naked baby pics and post them on f******k, **, and any other snappy chaps".
"Ma, you are too hip to talk so old. I know you was there when Noah's Arc was put together but you do not have to talk like it."
Can I go to jail for pushing my son off the roof?
"One more age joke and I will make you stay the summer with your dad."
He looks shocked and irritated. "You would not, it is bad enough you making us go for a week. What is the point in us going there, when he cheated and broke up with you it should apply since we came from your v.."
Kadence and I yell "Kody".
"From your vision! O my Lort my mind was not in the gutter this time."
Let me explain the backstory. My name is Elizabeth Jane Thompson, I was married to Kendrick Thompson, we were high school sweethearts. We went to medical school together and started our family practice together in New York. I gave him twenty years of my life, all my firsts, and two beautiful children. But, while on medical leave after an almost fatal car accident, our "newly hired" secretary offered him happiness. He gave me all the reasons why I sucked, and offered me my divorce papers six months ago. At this point we are in the ugly divorce stages, because yes you can judge me, but I want his soul; what is left of it.
I moved to Staten Island and bought the home I have always wanted, refusing to take the one we were in. He chose that house, and I had no say in anything. Once my baby brother found out what happened he jumped at the chance to splurge on me. I raised Daniel after our parents died. He is a football player and went pro five years ago, and has just moved to the NY Giants. It felt strange to let my 24-year-old brother spend a million dollars on me, but he would not have it any other way. That and the fact that he is my neighbor. His teammate suggested this neighborhood because most of them are in the area.
The twins whined at first until they saw the house and private school. Daniel spoils them rotten now, Kendrick would never allow that.
"Do you all have your bags packed? "
"I do, but Kody is intentionally leaving stuff out of his bags to make our sperm donor spend money. "
"Kadence Thompson you will not disrespect your father in that manner. He is a great dad, just a sucky husband."
Sorry mom. He said he chose to tell us the truth so we can have our own thoughts, so he should expect our feelings towards him."
He just wanted to control the narrative; he gave a half ass explanation blaming me. I let it ride, but Daniel set it straight. Then he went to Kendrick's house to express his feelings, physically. I beat him to the house before he could get arrested.
"Knock, knock I am looking for two gremlins who came over and put itching powder in my socks."
"In here Dee!" I yell to my brother.
"O s**t knuckle, hide Kade!"
"Language you little runt."
My babies take off running upstairs.
"Hey sis, I swear I will help you pay for the burials. I am going to kill them."
I raise my head from the fruit I am cutting to say something, and I come in contact with the most beautiful set of blue eyes, and I am speechless.
"Hey sis this is Nate my teammate. We met in college and just switched to the team."
O my, I am going to jail, he is a baby. A beautiful baby. He is over 6ft, strong jaw, beautiful pink lips, and a smile that has my panties melting, do I have on panties? Coming from someone who read and watched the After series 1000 times; he is giving my lady bits the Hero Fiennes vibes.
Daniel snaps his fingers in my face, Nate laughs clearly finding joy in me checking him out.
"Sorry, I zoned out again. "
"I already warned him you were weird."
Like a 36-year-old child I stick out my tongue.
"It is okay I am used to it."
O.My.Vaginal juices he is British. Call DHR now, I have broken the cradle.
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