Life as Michelle Armstrong, chapter 50
Michelle's P.O.V
10 minutes after changing the babies. Marissa just finished feeding them. We put them in baby carriers and got them in the car. We were going to the park.
*In the car*
Me and Brooke were in the front, and Marissa was in the middle with her two babies by her side. The part was about 5 minutes away from her house. So I don't understand why took a car.
"We're here," I said in a singy songy voice. I opened my door and hopped out, and went into the back seat and got Maddie while Brooke got, Jakob. Marissa hopped out of the car and got the baby carriers, we put the babies in, and started walking.
"So how are you and Tre?" Marissa asked.
"Great," I said.
"You and Jimmy?" Marissa asked Brooke.
"Awsome," she said.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just don't know if me and Jimmy are good with eachother," she said. I felt bad.
"Well when you hear his name does it make you smile?" I asked.
"Yes. I smile like a mad man," she said.
"When he kisses you do you feel fireworks?" Marissa asked.
"Yes," Brooke said.
"Do you love him?" I asked.
"Yes I do, a lot," she said.
"Well, then you belong with each other," I said. We kept on walking and we bumped into an unexpected guest.
"You stupid bitch, what you have kids now?" That guy, that I reconized as her dad said.
"Yes I do. With a man I love, now leave me alone. I don't want you in my life," she said. We walked past him but he followed.
"Don't walk away from me!" he said and grabbed her wrist.
"Your not the fucking boss of me," she said. He punched her. I knew there was going to be problems so I told Brooke to take the babies back into the car.
"Don't fucking hit her you stupid asshole." I yelled. He punched her again. This time I think she was unconsious, because she was on the floor, and didnt get back up.
"Marissa," I said, poking her.
"You bastard," I yelled ramming into him. I kicked him in the balls and in the stomach. He hit the ground. I punched him in the face a few good times to make sure he was not awake. I called my dad and the police. My dad came first and picked up Marissa and brought her to his car, he was going to bring her home, I mean I didn't want the babies to see their mother like this. My dad carried Marissa, like a baby to his car. The copscame and arrested Marissa's father. I then left and walked back to my car. I got in and the babies were sleeping. I put the keys into the ignition, and we went back to Marissa's house.
10 minutes after changing the babies. Marissa just finished feeding them. We put them in baby carriers and got them in the car. We were going to the park.
*In the car*
Me and Brooke were in the front, and Marissa was in the middle with her two babies by her side. The part was about 5 minutes away from her house. So I don't understand why took a car.
"We're here," I said in a singy songy voice. I opened my door and hopped out, and went into the back seat and got Maddie while Brooke got, Jakob. Marissa hopped out of the car and got the baby carriers, we put the babies in, and started walking.
"So how are you and Tre?" Marissa asked.
"Great," I said.
"You and Jimmy?" Marissa asked Brooke.
"Awsome," she said.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just don't know if me and Jimmy are good with eachother," she said. I felt bad.
"Well when you hear his name does it make you smile?" I asked.
"Yes. I smile like a mad man," she said.
"When he kisses you do you feel fireworks?" Marissa asked.
"Yes," Brooke said.
"Do you love him?" I asked.
"Yes I do, a lot," she said.
"Well, then you belong with each other," I said. We kept on walking and we bumped into an unexpected guest.
"You stupid bitch, what you have kids now?" That guy, that I reconized as her dad said.
"Yes I do. With a man I love, now leave me alone. I don't want you in my life," she said. We walked past him but he followed.
"Don't walk away from me!" he said and grabbed her wrist.
"Your not the fucking boss of me," she said. He punched her. I knew there was going to be problems so I told Brooke to take the babies back into the car.
"Don't fucking hit her you stupid asshole." I yelled. He punched her again. This time I think she was unconsious, because she was on the floor, and didnt get back up.
"Marissa," I said, poking her.
"You bastard," I yelled ramming into him. I kicked him in the balls and in the stomach. He hit the ground. I punched him in the face a few good times to make sure he was not awake. I called my dad and the police. My dad came first and picked up Marissa and brought her to his car, he was going to bring her home, I mean I didn't want the babies to see their mother like this. My dad carried Marissa, like a baby to his car. The copscame and arrested Marissa's father. I then left and walked back to my car. I got in and the babies were sleeping. I put the keys into the ignition, and we went back to Marissa's house.
