I Been Through It All(Book 2)[Editing]

Chapter Fifty-Four

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3 days later

Chris's P.O.V

My phone went ringing again for like the fifth time today. I mentally groan before I threw it onto my king size bed. Whoever it is that keeps calling won't stop.

"Daddy!", Cadster screeches. I was playing hide-go-seek with her and Christian but I have yet not found them.

"Cadster?", I call. I heard her screech but I don't see her.

All of a sudden my blanket on my bed begin to move. First it scared me until Cadster pulled the cover of her head.

"Ywou fwound mwe!", Cadster says.

"Haaaaah, ywou lost", Christian says for some where in the room. Facing the direction where his voice is, I see him climbing out my closet.

"Daddy didn't want y'all to hide in my room", I said looking at the mess Christian made. My clothes are now off hangers and my other clothes are out the dressers.

"Sworry", both Cadster and Christian spoke in unison.

"Its okay, come on", I say shortly before walking out my room.

For the past few days, I've had my kids spending time with them before they will be ripped away from me.

Walking through my house that I had for just a year, I admire the pictures of my children on the walls.

"Daddy what me gwone eat?", Cadster ask alongside me. Christian quickly comes to my other side, "mwe hungry daddy".

They both rub their stomachs for effect, I chuckle at both of them before I lead them down stairs.

"Caster", I call into the living room. I don't hear the television so she in there with her coloring book or something that has to do with learning.

"Ywes daddy!", Caster calls back immediately.

"You hungry?", I question. Swinging open my fridge I lay eyes on the food Ariane sent over for them.

Its sloppy Joe's, one of the kids favorites. Taking the container out I look at it closely before placing it onto my table.

"What mommy swend ower ", Caster ask. I hadn't heard her walk in, she's so quiet. She's standing next to my leg, trying to peak at what I'm holding.

"Hwer brought our faworite", Cadster says. She moves Caster out the way, Caster doesn't protest she let's her big sister move her.

Finding no use in her old spot she moves over to my other leg, trying to peak. Before she could get a good look, Christian grabs her and mover her. He takes her spot and doesn't care, you'd think Caster would fight him but she doesn't.

I've noticed over the years, Cadster is more like me. Cadster isn't afraid to fight anyone, tell anybody about they selves, she's more bossy while Caster let's everything slide. Caster is nice, likes to be in her own world, can't say no to anyone, and she kisses up to Ariane a lot.

Caster takes in the scene, no place for her to stand. She looks at me before walking out the kitchen.

"Why would y'all be mean to y'all sister", I scowl.

"She to nwice daddy", Cadster blows me off.

I look down at Christian waiting for his answer.

"Her to nwice", Christian says with a shrug.

"Go in there until I get done", I say.

Cadster groans, she's always in the kitchen when I warm up their food. She likes to help me with things.

"Okay", Christian answer before quickly leaving.

"Mwe not going", Cadster says stomping her feet. Hard headed just like me, she acts more like me then Christian does.

"Caddie, I have to warm up the food, go in there", I argue back.

She looks at me in a challenging way, I give her my own look. She's stubborn, just like me.

"Go sit down before I call your mother", I threaten. I don't whoop the twins, I leave that to Ariane. Christian ass I'll beat but my two girls I wouldn't harm.

She puffs out a breathe before stomping her way out the kitchen.

Well this is going to be a heck of a day.

Ariane's P.O.V

I walk exhaustively out of the restaurant I work at. Hurriedly I walk to My car, ready to go home and get some sleep. I could have been working as a nurse but me dropping out my classes years back for Chris fucked that up. Never depend on a man.

I start my car before cruusing down L.A streets. I've grown to like this place, L. A became a New home for me, Missouri had its beauty but it couldn't compare to California's.

I admired every thing on my way home, it almost made me want to unpack my bags so I can stay.

Finally reaching my three bedroom, I pull into my drive way like a expert. Turning of the engine, I pull out my keys, unlock the doors to the car. Climbing out I look at my quiet neighborhood, nothing ever seems to happen around here.

When I reached my door, I noticed something strange was off. It felt as if I were being watched, I shook off the feeling before grabbing My keys out my purse. Today I had to finish packing and send the rest of my money to the real state company for my house. I had all the money stuffed in my purse, I wanted to change out my work clothes before heading out to take care of business.

I pushed my keys into the key hole, twisting until it unlocked. Before I could fully open my door, I was knocked out cold.

....................

Waking up with a hazy vision I realised a man was where I was. No this isn't a man, he's a boy, a young boy. He's at least the mere age of 15 or 16.

I noticed the boy had a gun, I also noticed he was taking all the money I had saved for my trip. He stuffed all my hundreds into his pockets.

"Hey, what are you doing?", I cried. I tried moving my body but, I couldn't.

Looking down I seen my hands are in hand cuffs. My feet are taped together. They boy went on robbing me as he took various things out my house, I even seen he has my car keys.

I sat on the floor crying, this little boy is taking all I have, all I strived for away from me in my face. It took me two years to accomplish the things he's taking. When he came down with another flat screen television, I couldn't watch anymore, I couldn't sit and cry anymore.

"I have three babies that live with me, your taking everything they have, do you know that", I cry.

The boy face drops, he's hurt by my words. He clutches the 30 inch to himself, walking to me he looks down at me on the floor.

I state at him, tear still streaming. He's took everything my kids have known away, what am I going to tell them when they don't see half their things here. How is Caster going to watch her favorite shows?

"In this world lady, you have to take for what you need", the young boy says shortly.

He sits my television onto the ground. He pulls out a cloth and a bottle of something I can't read to good. Pouring the liquid onto the rag, he stares at me with sorrow. Before I can speak he has the cloth over my mouth and I'm out for the count.

"If I didn't have to do this