Chapter 16- Faking It

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(7:00 a.m)

I was awaken by the sound of Jordynn's voice.

"Mommy.......mommy...." She said whispering with her face in my face causing me to jump back. Her nose was damn near touching mine. She scared the hell out of me.

"Damn it jordynn." I said holding my chest . "What is it."

"Daddy wants you." She said standing up straight. I looked at the time on my phone. It's 7:00 in the fucking morning the hell does he want. "Really?" I said.

"Yea. He said to hurry up." I sat up straight rubbing my eyes.


"Mommy why were you sleeping in here?" Shit. I meant to be up before any of them woke up.

"Oh um. I was making the bed and I fell asleep in here."

"Oh...ok" She said and walked to her room. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I didn't worry about my hair because well I just didn't care. I walk out the guess room and to our bedroom. Elijah was sitting up playing a game on his phone I guess judging by the noises.

"What do you want punk." I said coming in and sitting on the bed. He looked at me and pointed to the bathroom.

"You have to use it?" He nodded. "You could have gotten up yourself." I said. He grabbed his board and started writing.

I could have if you didn't put my crutches all the way across the damn country

I looked to see his crutches on the other side of the room.

"Whatever, you could have told jordynn to get them."

I could have but I wanted you to help me plus I was bored

I smacked my lips.

"Come on." I said getting up and getting his crutches. He winced in pain trying to get his leg to the floor. I gave him one crutch so he could use it to stand up. He got his balance and took the other from me. Damn he lanky as hell. Tall ass.

I got him to the bathroom door and he pointed to the floor 3 times telling me to stay right there. I rolled my eyes and did as told. He was taking forever to come out so I ended up slowly making my way to the floor sitting indian style. A minute later he knocked on the door I guess telling me to come in. I pushed the door open still sitting on the floor.

He was standing at the sink washing his face. He looked at the door and frowned then looked down and saw me. He shook his head and continued washing his face. I got out of Indian style preparing to get up but I couldn't. Damn it.

He looked down at me and I could see his shoulders moving up and down signaling that he was laughing at me. I slightly laughed.

"Shut up it's not funny." I said still trying to get up. He cut the water off and turned to me. He sat his crutches up against the door and bent down but I stopped him.

"What the hell you doing?" I said with a eyebrow raised. He held out his arms like I was a baby who wanted to be picked up.

"I'm not about to let you pick me up. Gone make me fall on my stomach." Je cocked his head to the side giving me a straight face.

"I'm not playing elijah." He still bent down. He put his hands under my arms and used his upper body strength to pull me up. I have to say I was impressed. I know this baby added pounds to me.

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