My Beloved (Editing-not began yet)

Chap 31. Dont worry I kicked him in the nuts.

Luke's pov.

Rocking back and forth I sob. It wasn't suppose to end like this. Not like this anything but. Rubbing my eyes I feel Cruè walk up behind me. Touching the black coffin I hang my head. Swiping away my tears I look up at the sky. Smiling sadly I watch as the sun covers most of the sky. "D-do you think it's my fault, b-because I do!" Wailing loudly I turn and burry my head into his chest. Rubbing my back soothingly Cruè rocks me side to side.

"Baby people die for a reason. It just means that it's their time to go. It's not my fault, your fault, hell not even Corbans fault." Sniffling I shake my head. "If I just would hav-!". Stopping me from continuing that sentence he kisses me. "Baby the what if's will kill you so stop." Wiping my running nose on my sleeve I smile. Turning back to the casket I look over at my mom. Feeling Cruè lean over a bit he chuckles.

"Besides I think the bastard deserved it." Elbowing him in the ribs with force he grunts. "Snickers that's my papa, and even though he's a penis." Giggling I school my facial feautures. "Nobody deserves to die while doing gay porn." Bursting out laughing we both get dissaprovung glares from mourners. Yep that's right the dirty hoe-bag was stuck in the closet. I mean deep in there like a whole another world there.

Turning slightly me and Cruè smile at our smoking hot babies. Walking over towards Lola I pick her up slowly. Holding my tiny baby girl to my chest I coo. Poking her cheek Cruè chuckles, as she scrunches her nose. "Please tell me how it went down again." Smiling I sit down in a chair. Sitting beside me he smirks. "So long story short okay not. He was getting pounded and had a heart attack from the pleasure. The dude that was doing it thought he just loved it so much. He kept going until my poor papa released his after death bowls." Laughing loudly Cruè throws his head back.

Sitting Lola into her car seat I pick up a whimpering Corban. When I tell you this baby is gorgeous I mean. Oh my goodness! He has my blond tresses in big curls and Cruè's sinful blazing blue eyes. Not that our other babies arnt, because they're beyond. Taking out a bottle I stick it into his mouth. Suckling his whimpers die down. "Can you get Caden he's getting fidgeting." Watching Cruè he pulls out the carbon copy of himself. I mean Caden has the same facial features his father has. Well he has my little nose so score!

Rocking him back and forth I giggle. Cruè has this fear that he'll drop them. So he looks so tense when he hold them. Double tasking I grab a snickers out of the diaper bag. Moaning I take a huge bite. Thanking the chocalte goddess I gasp. Closing my eyes really tight I sigh. 'Thank you for saving my little princess. Now she can scream and be crazy like me. But if she think she's going to be fucking random people. Omg I'll break her back in. Oh thanks also I almost fainted when Cruè lied and said I couldn't eat chocolate anymore.

Don't worry I kicked him in his nut.'

I love Luke with his crazy bottom. Any who more chappies coming y'all way. Love you all my lovelies #poptartloverout:(!"!"!"!"!"!"!