NARRATORS POV
"how's everything going so far" Brielle asked as soon as he picked up the phone
"It's going good. the place i was trying to get into was apparently booked all day today so we couldn't get in but i had a back up plan of going to universal"
"Did you really bring them to universal?"
"yeah why wouldn't I?" Clay asked, confused.
"its expensive"
"that doesn't concern me" he responded
"okay if you say so. tell the girls i said hi"
"yeah i will"
"okay bye clay"
"bye Bri"
time skip to the end of the day because of writer's block
BRIELLE'S POV
The girls are in the back of the car passed out from the long day with clay at universal
"thank you for letting me have today with them" Clay said
"Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you for wanting to be in their lives"
"I'm thanking you for raising two of the most beautiful and smart little girls. I'm thanking you for letting me and trusting me to spend time with them today. I'm thanking you for a second chance"
Next thing I know he is standing inches away from me and about to lean down to kiss me. this is all going too quick. I can't think straight.
i back away just before we touch
"I should be going now. the girls have to get up early for school tomorrow" i quickly said as a look of disappointment washed over his face
"i- i'll talk to you later" i rushed into the car, leaving him behind
"bye clay" i said as he was still silent
and i drove off
CLAY'S POV
"holy shit holy shit" i said pacing inside my room
"FUCK" I yelled out loud in frustration with myself
"what the hell is going on in here" nick came in concerned
"i just screwed everything up" i put my head in my hands
"i tried to kiss Brielle" i continued
"you did what" Nick asked, shocked
"I don't know what came over me. I haven't felt like that since we were 17"
"and now she hates me" I added
"You guys have children together. she can't hate you"
"She can and she does and she has every right to be mad at me. i am a complete asshole"
"like what the fuck was i thinking. barging into her life that i stupidly changed when we were kids and now i throw this bombshell on her"
"she probably just needs time to think"
"yeah in the process she will never speak to me again and i will be alo-"
"No she won't because of the kids. she always puts her kids first" nick interrupted me
"i really hope so or i don't know what i'm going to do"
I have not even known about these kids for 3 days and they have already become my everything. It's weird because I think they are only just starting to realize who I am but, although I get the two mixed up a lot, they mean the world to me. I just wished i could of been there for them long before now. I know I can't make that time up but I do want to keep building a relationship with them. Im scared that this incident is going to change that all
NARRATOR'S POV
When Brielle got home it was about 10:30 so she didn't give them a bath because they were too tired so she went straight to carrying them to bed. Makenzie stayed asleep but Makayla was more of a light sleeper so she ended up being half awake but she was still out of it.
"mommy?" she said quietly
"yeah?" i whispered back
"can we see clay tomorrow after school? he said he would let us take patches for a walk" she said groggily
"I don't know but we will see tomorrow. get some sleep baby" Brielle kissed her forehead
"goodnight my loves" she said while turning the lights off in their room, walking out, and closing the door behind her
she left and went straight for her wine glass and called her mom hoping that she would be up considering how late it was
"hello" her mom said after a couple of rings
"hey mom i just need to talk to someone but if you busy it can wait"
"No, I'm not busy. just was helping your dad read the manual for the new TV we got in the living room. you know him and his crap eyesight. but anyways what happened"
"everything. i feel like i'm disappointing Kenzie and Kayla by letting my feelings affect their relationship with clay"
"Why did something happen between you two?" she asked
"yeah- well technically no because i didn't let him but anyways the point is that i don't want to keep the girls from him but now everything is going to be awkward and i really don't know who to ask what the hell I'm meant to do and now the girls are attached to him and they want to be with him all the time and i feel like i'm losing them and there's nothing i can do because its their dad and they deserv-"
"slow down Brielle" she stopped the rambling
"first of all if he tried to pressure you into something then send him my way because you know i'm not going to let him walk all over you after what he did the last time you guys were in contact"
"what no mom we just almost kissed that it. He's not pressuring me into sex. He's not like that"
"if you say so but still. Anyways, two, you could never disappoint or lose the girls. Those girls love you to death to the point where nobody can just walk in and take that. you are their world"
"and finally, you have to put the girl's needs first. Even if things are awkward or you're mad at him or anything, you have to put that past you. this is a big change and it will take time to adjust to this new way but you need to do it"
"i know that i just don't know how"
"nobody knows how, they just do"
"i guess" Brielle said taking the final sip left of her wine
"things will get better. you're just at a bump in the road"
"yeah. thanks mom"
"Do you want to come over for dinner tomorrow? we're grilling burgers and hotdogs." she asked
"I don't know yet. The girls wanted to go see clay again tomorrow after school"
"You can bring him if you feel comfortable. maybe that will lighten the mood with him and maybe it will help you with what happened today" she suggested
"we will see"
"Okay just let me know honey"
"Yeah I will. I should head to bed. I'll talk to you later"
"Okay goodnight. Love you"
"Goodnight mom. Love you" and with that she hung up the phone.
She sat there a little longer just thinking. She looked over and saw a photo of her, Makayla, and Makenzie on the wall and got up to grab it.
(the photo)
lets just say, she sat there looking at the photo for a while.