Chapter 10-You Whore!

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Chapter 10

You Whore!

Carvers’ POV

I groan when I feel a hand smack my chest. Cracking open my eye I look down to find the culprit. Zedmier and his little brother Tennyson are currently rolling around wrestling. Christ why did I say yes when they asked me to sleep next to them? It’s because I'm their bitch that would do anything for them and sadly they have it figured out.

“You guys hit me one more time I'm going to bite you.” I groan and roll over.

A hand smacks my back making me smirk. I don’t move and a bunch of little hands start poking me or pinching me. A roar escapes my throat as I jump up. The kids all scream and start running around the yard. I get up and chase after them and accidentally step on Cortezs’ foot making him growl and start chasing me. I toss the youngest kid Johanna under my arm like a football before picking up her older sister Evelyn.

I lift them onto my shoulders like sacks on potatoes and gently chew on their arms. They screech loudly before bursting into a fit of giggles. I chuckle and put them down just before I get tackled from my left. I gasp as I fall straight into the pool with Cortez wrapped around me like a vine. Fuck this shit is cold and it’s too early for this. I push off the bottom and take us surface.

“You’re a dick!” I say and shove him off.

“OO DADDY CARVER SAID A BAD WORD!” Johanna screams while pointing at me.

I pout at her smirk. “And to think I was going to take you to the Zoo.”

I climb out and ignore her pout and puppy eyes. Uncle Jesse raises a brow at me with a smirk. I chuckle and jump on him effectively soaking his shirt and pants. He growls and tries to push my off but I wrap my legs around his waist and squeeze tightly. He falls back and starts rolling as he tries to get me off of him. Poor idiot doesn’t know that he's getting his clothes all dirty. See I'm smart I only sleep in my boxers.

“Get off me you overgrown bastard!” He growls and pushes my forehead away.

I pout and bite his hand. “I'm not a bastard! I know my father.”

“Oh my god you are too much like him.” He says before smirking at something behind me.

Before I can look a bunch of little bodies jump onto my back. Uncle Jesse somehow wiggles his way out of my grip and I'm left at the bottom of a dog pile. I simply lay there motionless knowing that it will freak them out and they will move without me wasting energy. Just like I thought the weight pressing down on my back quickly disappears but I don’t move.

“Oh my god we killed Carver!” A tiny voice, Mickey wails before the others all start crying.

Feeling like a dick for scaring my cousins I flip onto my back and beam at them. They all stare at me wide eyed before jumping on me again. I chuckle and stand up with the little ones attached to my legs and waist like little barnacles. Stumbling over to my parents I hug daddy from the side and let papa press his lips to my forehead. Like the worried mama he is daddy presses for hand to my cheeks and forehead to make sure I'm not running a fever.

“I'm fine daddy don’t worry.” I say softly while grabbing his hands.

He sighs and nods. “I know, you look fine but you know I will always worry about you.”

“Just like I will always worry about you.” I say with a smirk.

“Why would you worry about me?” He asks confused.

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