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-Rosalie-

"Get up!" Voices screamed in sync startling me so much I fell off the bed onto the hard floor.

"Fuck!" I groaned at the painful impact erupting as a result of my body coming into contact with the hard surface beneath.

"Fuck!" A smaller voice mimicked and I snapped my eyes wide open.

"Don't repeat bad words." I scolded Cage who sat at the edge of the bed swinging his legs back and forth.

"It's not a bad word.”

“It is.” I narrowed my eyes.

“Then why does daddy get to say it all the time." He threw his hands in the air in protest.

Not having the energy to argue I let my body collapse back onto the cold floor.

"Cage could you kindly go tell Uncle Shaun to get me some whipped cream?" Charlie's high-pitched voice rang through my ears making me wince.

"Ok." Cage jumped off the bed and ran out of the room screaming at the top of his lungs.

"How does he have so much energy?" I groaned pulling the sheets over my face to shield my face from the bright light.