Darrien
"Have you ever hated your kids, even for a second?'' I ask Lanis out of the blue.
He raises a brow "Huh?''
I sigh running my hands through my hair.
This is messing with me.
Fuck.
"Like, have you ever gotten angry with the twins and just wished you never had them?''
"Dude, what is this about?'' he asks concerned.
I don't know.
"Jabi.''
"Do you want to talk about it? You seem very worried,'' he walks over to me and sits down on one of the stools in the kitchen. He was making lunch for the kids; I was just watching him. Deep in thoughts about last night.
Jabi hasn't talked to me since I stormed out of our room and I don't even want him to. I don't know the right words to say to him right now. I don't know what is going on with him and it seems like he doesn't even want to talk to me about it.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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