Broken

Chapter 62

Together like family

It was dawn and my eyelids felt heavy. Go back to sleep. But yet I felt unease and couldn't just go to bed.

"Babe," Brandon murmured siting up.

He knew why I have been like this for some time now.

"I'm fine," I sighed getting up to use the restroom. Sleep is no longer a priority to me. My kids really drain me but I love them. Brandon gets way more sleep then I do but then again football really has taken a toll on him.

Atleast we've graduated from high school and start a new chapter in our lived. also I'm taking a year off of college to be with my kids more. The things they do are just hilarious.

Last time Candice made a fishy face and carter tried twerking. It was so adorable and I caught everything on video.
I rinsed my mouth and once I was out of the bathroom brandon wasn't laying on the bed. My lips began twitching and a smiled formed. I knew where he had gone. As i opened our children's room I noticed Brandon giving our kids kisses. Candice squealed as did carter. Their beautiful and unique twins. Funny enough Candice pretends to be strong and Carter tends to run away from her.

"I'll look after babe, go cook me something up," I joked. He stood up and pecked my lips before heading out. Everything's been going smothly and so far nothing horrible has happened. After the tramatizing events that played out when kyle kidnapped me nothing scares me. Of course my children's life matter to me and scare me. But im stronger than ever and it's thanks to them.

Atleast we could put that behind us and move on. A few therapy sessions and I felt like my old self again. Well not exactly because I can never go back to being the old me. I'm a mother now and it's tough but my love for my children makes it easier.

I leaned down and cradled my Carter in my arms. Then I went to Candice's crib and cradled her in my other arm. Sitting on the rocking chair I began humming a song. They gave smiles and it warmed my heart.

"Hey zoella Mrs. Marks is here-"

"Seriously Brandon call me by my first name." I smiled knowing she was here, today's the day I get to know. It's been weeks since I went in for a DNA testing. My visit to Melissa in jail made me run to go get one. Her confession really struck a cord with me and I just had to.

I felt at unease being here but she's my mom so I felt like I needed to. Even if it's my first and last visit to her. I sat down and picked up the phone. She was in chains and looked horrible, then again she became a junky before getting caught. Even through this glass wall between us I felt a tad bit scared. She glared at me as she picked up the phone.

"What do you want!" Her tone seething with bitterness. That irritated me but I didn't come to fight, I just need answers.

"Why did you do it?" She seemed to understand what I was talking about as a smirk appeared.

" Isn't it obvious dear, the money and my hatred towards you. Never in my life have I had this hatred toward someone. I blame you for all my misfortune and the life I've come to live. Everything would of been fine had you not been conceived. Then I wouldn't of had to plan all those schemes just to get my hands on a child after mine died!"

Silence. Her revelations hit me hard and there's just so many questions. But the biggest one was if her child died then whose child am i? Wasn't I her child? How could her child of died when I'm right in front of her.