"What?" I snap.
She sighs.
"I need help finding my phone charger!"
Over a fucking phone charger.
At two thirty in the fucking morning.
I shut my eyes in annoyance. Noah shifts inside of me, and I start moving my hips, because I want him, right now. I bite my lip, moving faster.
Noah pulls out of me, fully hard.
"Mom." Ruby says.
"I'll be there in a few minutes!" I snap.
"I want to go to bed, and my phone is going to die!"
"Then I'll find it and plug it in while you sleep!" I snap.
"Why can't you just come out now?" she demands.
I shut my eyes, irritated.
"Ruby, just go in your room, she'll be there in a few minutes." Noah calls.
I hear her groan, and then the sound of stomping feet, and then her door shutting.
Immediately, Noah starts kissing me, slipping back inside me.
Ruby
I go back to Rose's room.
"I don't understand why she won't help me now." I grumble.
"Mom had a long day. She's probably exhausted." Rose says.
She's probably right.
Brecklyn
A half hour later, I've showered with Noah, having another round, and then I pull on a thong and a pair of sweatpants, and a black t-shirt. I throw my wet hair into a bun, ripping the door open.
I'm on my period, so we just fucked on a towel. I don't give a shit, and Noah doesn't either. We shower afterwards usually.
Plus, I'm easily horny on my period. I'm pretty sur every girl is.
I walk to Ruby's room, opening the door.
She's not in here.
Sighing, I go to Rose's room.
They're all in here.
"What do you need?" I ask.
"I lost my phone charger." She says.
I let out a slow breath. She gets up. I walk into her bedroom, and she follows me.
The kids follow her. I move her pillows.
"I already looked there." She says.
I ignore her, pulling her blankets off the bed.
They're not there. I make her bed again.
"I checked everywhere in here." She says.
I look through her backpack.
"Mom, I checked there!" she says, exasperated.
"Do you want me to find it or not?" I ask.
She sighs.
I look under the bed.
I walk into her bathroom.
It's a mess in here. Her room is getting messy too, but the bathroom is covered in clothes and toothpaste stains in the sink.
It's disgusting.
"Ruby, this is gross." I say. "You're cleaning this tomorrow." I add.
"Yes ma'am."
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Raising Teens
Teen FictionBrecklyn and Noah raise five teenagers, dealing with attitude, and problems.
Chapter 19
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