Sky
I grunt, sitting up as I hear the loud roar of an engine.
"Oh, noooo."I whine, instantly sitting up as I hear my daughter begining to cry on the baby monitor.
I quickly get out of bed and run out of my room, seeing my son already at the door and struggling with the knob.
"It's okay mommy, you can go sleep. I got it."He says before trying to open the door again and failing.
"Oh, honey you have to twist it remember."I say.
He gasps and then twists the knob, opening the door and giggling as he walks inside.
I rub my eyes as I hear the engine revving again, and then shutting off.
"What the hell."I say, tiredly stumbling towards the stairs to go down.
I walk down the stairs and walk towards the window that faced the yard and I draw the curtain.
I instantly notice a large motorcycle in the driveway of the vacant house next door.
"No way."I huff.
I walk to the front door and open it, peaking outside.
"Mommy! Tia needs a diaper change!"my son says down the stairs.
"Okay. One second."I say softly.
..
After the diaper change and the conclusion that nap time was indeed over, I decided to take the kids outside so I could confront this nap time disturbance.
After setting Zach and Tia situated in the playpen together, I walk over to the neighbors house.
I instantly see moving boxes, and there was now a car in the garage. I walk towards the front door.
It opens as I do, and I stop as I see a tall, tattooed man holding a trash can.
He wore a pair of jeans, and a black muscle shirt.
And damn was he handsome.
"Oh. Hi."he says, a bit shocked.
"Hi. I live next door. Your bike woke my kids up."I say.
"Oh. Sorry." He shrugs before walking past me.
I scoff and wall with him.
"Well, do you ride often? It's really loud, and my daughter really hates loud noises."I say.
"I use my bike, it's got no use sitting around. But I'll tell you what, I'll use the car for now if that'll get you off my back."he says, walking to the end of the driveway to the large black dumpster can.
"Yes that'd be great."I say, turning to walk away.
"Hey neighbor, I don't even know your name and you're over here making demands."he says, making me pause.
"Sky."I say, turning around.
"Damien. Everybody calls me killer."he says.
"Interesting nickname."I say.
"It's a long story."he shrugs.
"Hm."I say, turning again and walking back towards my kids.
"See you around I guess."I hear him say.
I see my son playing with my daughter in her pen and I smile, sitting down with them.
"Are you hungry yet, Zac?"I ask, running my fingers through his hair.
"Not yet mommy. I need to play some more."he says.
"Well alright. What do you want to eat for dinner?"I ask as my daughter begins to fuss.
"Something with noodles."he says with a smile, making me chuckle.
His smile instantly reminds me of his father.
Eric died when I was pregnant with Tiana.
Work accident. Apparently, her was crushed under a pallet that fell from a forklift.
Needless to say, his family and I sued the factory he worked for. And we won.
Which is why now I live here, in the suburbs with my two children alone.
"Ok. I'll set something out for Lonnie."I say, picking up the baby an carefully holding her against my chest.
"I'm gonna go and feed Tia."I say to him.
I walk over to the porch, taking a seat in my comfy patio furniture and then carefully placing the baby on my lap.
I look over to the neighbors house as I tuck her under my shirt, pulling the snap of my nursing bra down.
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ESTÁ A LER
Killer
Outros génerosA mysterious biker moves in next to a woman and her two kids. She's cautious about him at first, but comes to find out he had a gentle loving soul. They become close and eventually fall for each other, but what she had yet to find out was that thi...
