Chapter 5
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Justin's POV
I woke up the next morning to see Carson sound asleep on my chest and I smile. I don't know how I got so lucky to have him in my life. I just lay there watching him sleep and before I know it he's opening his eyes.
"Good morning my love" I whisper
"Morning" He says snuggling into me more
"Daddy" Rachelle yells
I groan and get up walking to her room to see her crying.
"What's wrong?" I ask
"Wet" She whimpers
I nod and walk over lifting her up and I lay her down on the changing table. I pull off her wet nappy and change her. I put her down and tell her to go down and watch cartoons til we come down. I walk back to the bedroom to see Carson hugging my pillow.
"I'm gonna go make her breakfast" I whisper in his ear
He groans and I chuckle and walk down to cook. When I enter the living room to check on Rachelle she was watching some porn that was on tv. I walk over snatching the remote from her and turning the tv off.
"Daddy" She whispers
"Go to your room til I figure out what to do with you" I snap
She runs off crying and I sigh. I walk over pulling out the phone and calling our social worker.
"Hello" She says
"Hi. Look some things have come up and we can't keep Rachelle. Carson and I are no longer together and I can't pull all the bills alone and keep her." I tell her
"I'll come get her now. I'm so sorry to hear this" She says
"So am i. She's great and deserves the best" I mumble and hang up
I walk up to her room and pack her a small bag and I take her down stairs just as the doorbell rings. I open the door and there stands the social worker. I hand her the bag and she takes Rachelle and they leave. I walk up to the bedroom and get ready for the fight.
"Carson wake up" I say shaking him
"What?" He says
"Get up we need to talk" I tell him
"What is it?" He asks sitting up
"I sent Rachelle back" I tell him
"WHAT why?" He yells
"Because we don't need a kid right now. WE barely can get up to cook for ourselves and she's been nothing but trouble. I just caught her watching porn for f**k sake" I tell him
"You should have just talked to me first. I want kids." He screams
He gets up and gets dressed and leaves slamming the front door closed.
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