Chapter 2: The Clean Up
I just don't get why I have to clean up. it makes no sense. Well it kinda does but can't we like pay some cleaners to do this, ugh!
"young lady I hope you're finished because the truck is just about here" Says Sheryl Ashanti's mom. Ashanti internally rolls her eye.
"Mom, my room ain't that dirty and why we gotta clean this place, it's not dirty, really and normal people just pack and leave. Why couldn't we be normal people" Ashanti replies. Sheryl shakes her head at her daughter. "Honey, not because you are normal means your brother and sister are"
"hey! I'm normal. right Ash?" Says Omari, Ashanti's older brother by a day. Ashanti internally groans she hates the name. Omari, Shaday and Ashanti are triplets they look nothing alike really. Shaday and Omari was born on Decmber 31st.and Ashanti came out on January 1st. Let's just say It was a rough ending and beginning of the year for Sheryl.
"You know I hate that name!" Ashanti shouts. "what's Ashes shouting for" Shaday walks into the room. "This is why you guys ain't normal, who calls people the name of burnt out corpse!" Ashanti answers.
"okay children, finish up the movers will be here any minute" Sheryl says while walking out on her bickering children and to think they are to be 18 soon. "I have a migraine"
Jacob's POV
I stood there dumb struck, words could not have been formulated and my mind was mash potatoes right now. Right now, on the other side of the Mall, is Zoey with a belly that's about to pop any moment and I am stuck staring at her. I can't look away.
"Is it yours?" asks my other female bestfriend Sylar.
Sylar's POV
He's just staring, I mean I stared too it's hard not to look. That belly is huge. But I need to know if he knew. Scrap that he didn't that's what I know based on his state right now but, is it his. Well if he didn't know about the pregnancy, I doubt he knew if it's his or not. She hid it from him.
"is it yours?" No reply. "hellloooo" I snapped my finger infront his face. No response. Well then I might as well ask Zoey. And that's what I did or was gonna do.
Zoey's POV
My feet are killing me and I'm due any day now. I just wanna sit down but James keeps bringing me to these damn stores even though, I more than have enough baby stuff. ugh! he's so annoying. And I'm hungry.
I left James in the store and went to the food Court in the Mall. I was just ordering a double cheese burger with a chocolate milk shake when she approached me. I was scared not because of the look she had on her face but the person standing behind her in a state of shock.
"Hey, your order is ready" "thank you" I grabbed it and went to sit at a bench. Sylar sat beside me and was about to.. "Is it mine" he asked calmly but I knew better. I suddenly lost my appetite. "he asked a question" said Sylar. Well here goes nothing
"Ganging up on a pregnant female, you guys have no heart" I replied then did something neither expected.
"Help! they're tryna beat me!" Sylar grabbed my mouth and Jacob held my shoulders so I didn't run.
"what's the matter here?" asks the Mall security. "We're friends and he's possibly the father of the child we just wanna know and are asking a few questions nothing else" Sylar answers and the security looked convinced so I had to push it.
"I..I d-don't know them officer, p-please help me and get them away from me" I said full on sobbing. That did the trick. the security asked that they leave the Mall and they were arguing with the cop and saying I'm lying. I used this time to slip away, find James and left.
I know Jacob and he's gonna blow a fuse when he finds out I hid this pregnancy from him. I'm screwed.
Grandma Elizabeth POV
This is the best part of my day, having dinner with my family and talking about our day. It's why I believe Xander's dad bought such a place, he knew he wanted a big family and he wanted them close.
I've just made dinner along with the help of my daughters. We were having mash potatoes, baked chicken and shrimp Alfredo. I also baked a chocolate cake for my babies. My grandkids ofcourse. Speaking of grandkids they went to the mall today to get a new wardrobe, these kids changes clothes more than they actually change clothes its really unbelievable. They have new clothes they still haven't worn yet but it's okay. They like to donate their 'old' new clothes to homes and shelters.
"you've been quiet, did a girl reject you again" I slapped Charlie for making fun of my precious boy. Jacob's the sweetest really and he is very sensitive at times but he's my baby and he's his mother's baby as well. He's the eldest grandchild and child of his parents yet he behaves like the youngest at times. Not to mention he's a mama's man, he hates when we say he's a boy which makes no sense because he loves when we call him baby. Weird man.
They all are, my grandkids are all weird, in their own way. But, i love them, if only my own children were as precious as these teenagers. let's not let them hear me say that or know I think that then I'll have a whole mansion of big grown ass babies, moping around.
Again I love this time of the day, I love my family, I love hearing about things concerning my family and I love hearing about their day.
it's interesting you see because we own multiple businesses and facilities. a school, a bank, a hospital, couple medical centers and well a lot. Together we're a billionaire family but we don't flaunt it. Apart from the mansion and cars and well clothes and... ugh yeah okay we might flaunt it but it's never intentionally we simply love quality things.
As I was saying. Each of my 7 children work in a different area and have a different degree, so the stories are always different. like my daughter Veronica, Vanessa's mom, she is a general surgeon and she talks about opening up her patients, Charlie talks about the many new investors at the bank and Bill he..
"Zoey is pregnant"