𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

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"But I don't want to be friends with Mallory!" He says in between tears.

"Was that the girl you were texting Sunday?" He nods, and I look down. "You can go on a date with her, Audie. But you can't have three girlfriends."

He lets out another cry as he lifts his shoulders and his hands cover his face. I scoot closer, adjusting myself so I can hug him. I hate seeing my children cry. It makes me want to cry, and that says a fucking lot. This week, I've seen Tessa cry, and Emery cry. Now Auden?  This week is officially the worst fucking week I have ever had.

No! Scratch that, second worst fucking week. Finding Tessa crying in the bathroom with blood all over the floor was the worst week. Miscarriage hits so fucking hard.

"Don't cry, Bud. I'm not upset with you." I say gently, and he shakes in my arms one more time before sinking into my embrace, sighing as he wraps his arms around my torso.

We stay there. I pet his head of hair, and rub his shoulder with my free hand. Once I'm pretty sure he's asleep it my arms, I grab him and hoist him up bridal style just like I did Tessa. Another thing, I have taken Tessa, Emery, and now Auden up the stairs bridal style as they sleep in my arms. This week has been crazy and it's only Tuesday.

I open his door and gently drop him on his messy bed. I tug the covers up to his chin and brush his hair from his forehead with my palm as I kiss his head.

I cross the hallway to my own room and see Tessa smiling as she looks at the ceiling. "What's up with you?" I ask, smirking as I kiss her lips.

"Nothing. I'm just happy." She replies, and I grin at her, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.

She bites her lip and I can't help but bite mine. "As you should." I reply before breaking our gaze and climbing into bed beside her, tossing my shirt at her to wear.

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TESSA.

I feel something soft and warm press onto my lips, and I stir. Once I open my eyes Hardin is shutting the door behind him. I furrow my brows on why he's leaving me and I sit up. This better not be one of my nightmares where he just leaves all of the sudden.

I sit up and walk over towards the door, I go into the hallway and look down both sides before walking halfway down the steps.

I see Hardin on the floor with Auden in the living room. I smile softly as I see him talking with him. I see the seriousness on Hardin's face and it makes my insides feel warm with happiness. I don't care what he says, he's an amazing father! And I'm glad that he's their influence.

I walk back upstairs so I don't bring notice to myself and I see Emery's door cracked and the light on.

I'm in a happy mood, maybe I should go tell her goodnight. I walk closer and slowly open her cracked door to peak in.

I open it further to see her by her window, smiling like an idiot to something, or someone outside of her window. "Why would I listen to your music shit?"

I furrow my eyebrows before I hear someone reply, "because it's pure art!"

I clear my throat and Emery looks over, her smile fading as she looks at me. Well shit, now she thinks I'm invading her privacy. Well, maybe I should've knocked...

"Mom..." she trails off.

"Oh, I just wanted to say goodnight."

"Goodnight Mrs. Scott!" The boy shouts and Emery looks back over at him giggling as she hushes him.

"You're going to wake up the entire fucking neighborhood, you asswipe!"

"Oops." I hear the boy say sarcastically, and I immediately decide I like this boy.

"Goodnight, mom." Emery says, a soft smile on her face. Holy shit, she isn't mad at me?

I try to suppress my grin as I reply goodnight and shut her door.

Tonight is my night! Maybe I shouldn't have denied Hardin when he wanted to make love... then it really would be my night.

I prance back into my bedroom happily before getting under the covers and staring at the ceiling with a smile. I replay the scene in my head of Emery and I. How happy she looked and how Cole made her smile and giggle. I really think this boy is good for her. I hope Hardin can see that too.

As if just on cue Hardin's soft feet clump lightly onto the second floor wooden hallway and he stops and looks at me in the doorway. He gives me a soft smile as he walks over and kisses my lips. "What's up with you?" He asks, and my smile grows.

"Nothing. I'm just happy." He matches my grin and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. I feel like reaching up and kissing him. I could just reach up and crash my lips to his. I could feel his tongue, and feel the warmth it creates inside of me. I could melt into his figure as he wraps his arm around my back, and I could press myself against him only to hear him groan.

"As you should." He bites his lip as he stares at me. I don't go for a kiss, but he goes for one. It's a soft peck before he climbs over me to his side.

I turn to look at him, deciding whether or not to climb on his lap. He takes his shirt off and that's when I make my choice to devour him. He hands the shirt to me, giving me a soft smile and I climb onto his lap.

He doesn't seem surprised. Maybe he was wanting this. I look into his eyes as I take my shirt off, and I see his pupils dilate and his lips upturn into an amused smile as he admires me. He makes me feel so wanted, even after everything.

A few hours ago, once we got home from the lake, we had sex in the basement. I complained to him afterwards about how the kids gave me a muffin top, and how I miss my old body back in college. He proceeded to deny my insults towards myself, and even told me I still feel tight around him. I was so embarrassed when Auden heard us. But I believe he was oblivious on the subject. I didn't know they were home just yet, I assumed they would take a while longer.

I slowly slip his black shirt over my head, and I feel his body sink lower into the bed as I a cover my beauty. He sighs as he watches every movement, and it only fuels me to continue. I gather my hair to one side and lean down to his ear, "you can take it off later." I whisper, referring to his shirt. I then kiss his lips. He hums into the kiss, his hands lifting to my waist.

Just like I had planned, I melt into him, and feel the warmth of his tongue.

Tonight is definitely my night.

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𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It's about to get pretty hectic... are you ready?

Chapter seventeen: Nov. 11, 2020

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