After this mornings phone call, I couldn't sleep. So many questions ran through my head and the worst thing is that I didn't know the answer to most of them. I was wide awake the rest of the morning, the questions were so frustrating and stressing that I couldn't even close my eyes before another questions popped up in my head.
That brings me up to now. I'm currently lying in bed not bothering to get up. I hear Rosebelle yelling from her bedroom and immediately get up and run out my room.
"Mommy! Mommy!
I run towards her crib and pick her up. Tears are running down her face and I try to sooth her down.
"It's okay baby, mommy is here." I whisper in her ear. Soon enough she stops crying and starts hiccuping.
I look at the blue clock hanging on the wall. The hands pointing to 10:35 am.
I cursed under my breath remembering that I promised my dad I'd be in town by 12. It takes an hour to get to town and I still have a lot to do.
Taking Rose to the kitchen. I serve her breakfast and make myself coffee. After washing the dishes I place Rose down and tell her to go play while I quickly clean the house.
After cleaning the house as fast as I could. I check the time. 11:02 am. My dad won't be bad if I'm an hour late, right?
"Rose baby. Shower time!" I shout. Most kids her age would be running around crying and hiding to avoid shower time, but Rose loves showering.
"Yay!" She squeals. Taking her to the bathroom. I fill the bathtub with water and bubbles.
"Bobbles!" She giggles as I pour water on her body. I smile at her cuteness and she just splashes water around.
Wrapping her little body in her Cinderella towel I carry her to her bedroom. After drying her I slip her into a cute outfit that we could match in. A white lace top with maroon skinny jeans and cream colored flats. I brush her brown wavy hair and pull it into a high pony tail.
"You wanna watch Curious George, while momma takes a shower?" I ask my one year old. She nods excitingly and I nod.
Placing her on the couch I turn the tv on and change it to her favorite show.
I quickly go into the bathroom and strip off my clothes. Turning the shower to cold I step inside. Washing my hair first, then scrubbing my body and lastly washing it away. I grab the towel from the counter and wrap it around my body before the cold breeze can hit my body.
Just as I walked into my bedroom my phone started ringing. I picked it up from the nightstand and swiped the screen to answer it.
"Hey daddy." I say coolly.
"Ask her if she's still coming!" I hear someone shout from the background.
"Nichole honey, are you still coming?" My dad asks.
"Yeah. I'm just a little late." I say.
"Okay do you need me to send a driver or—"
"Dad I'm fine, I'm a big girl and I can drive myself. Thank you very much." I say rolling my eyes.
I put the phone on speaker and throw it on my bed. Looking through my closest I pull out the same thing Rose has on. White lace top, maroon skinny jeans, and instead of cream colored flats I have cream colored heels. Luckily they're only three and a half inches tall.
"Nichole we're meeting at La Breeze is that okay?" My dad asks.
"Um yeah that's fine." I say.
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Forgiving
Teen Fiction[Completed] {Book 2 } Previously know as Forgiving the Bad Boy After Nichole's wedding failure, Nichole decided that it'd be better if she left town and started fresh, again. Leaving town and going to the city with baby Rosebelle, there she meets ne...
