Bri's POV
Mama and mommy had gone on another date, so I was at home watching Bella and Adonis. I had put Adonis to sleep and was waiting on Bella to fall asleep. After about two hours, Bella had fallen asleep. I heard Adonis crying, basically screaming. I got up quickly, so I could go check up on him. I went in his room and turned on his light to see him balled up under his blanket.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked him and he peeked from under the blanket. When he saw me, he threw the blanket off of him and practically jumped in my arms.
"What's wrong?" I asked him and brought him in my room, so he wouldn't wake Bella up. I pat his back trying to get him to calm down, so he could tell me what was wrong. Alexa looked at me concerned as I sat back down on my bed
"What's wrong with my baby ? Did you have a bad dream?" I asked him and he nodded still crying, but not so much, "can you tell me what happened in your dream?"
"E'erybody lef' me," he said sadly and pouted. He rested his head on my chest and sighed.
"What's that it?" I asked and he nodded.
"Well, I want you to know that we're never gonna leave you. Mama isn't gonna leave you. Mommy isn't gonna leave. I'm not gonna leave you and neither is Bella, okay?" I told him and he nodded rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Wanna sleep with me?" I asked him and he nodded, "I love you."
"Love Bri," he mumbled as he fell asleep.
"Babe, I gotta go," Alexa said and I nodded.
"You sure you can't spend the night?" I asked her and she shook her head.
"I unfortunately have practice in the morning and my stuff is at home."
"Why can't you just leave early on the morning?" I asked her and she looked at me like I was crazy.
"I'd be too tired for practice," she replied.
"Fine," I said pouting and she smiled.
"You're cute. I'll FaceTime you when I get home after I shower," she replied and I frowned. She grabbed her backpack and her phone. I laid Adonis down and left my light on as I walked Alexa to her car.
"I'll see you this weekend, baby?" she asked.
"I mean I guess," I said looking down at the ground blushing.
"You guess?" she asked and I sighed.
"I'll see you this weekend. I still think your parents don't like me," I said to her wrapping my arms around her neck.
"They love you. They're always asking 'When's my daughter coming back over?'. 'We miss her. Go get her.' Especially my mom. 'Go get my baby. We need to do some retail therapy with your dad's card.' They aren't faking it. Trust me you'd know if they were. They love you more than me. My dad would not be interested in watching fights with you. By the way, he wants you to come over to watch the next one. My mom bought so much shit over the past week talking about, 'I think my Brielle will like this'," she said making me smile.
"I mean I am pretty fantastic," I said flipping my hair.
"You are phenomenal," she said and gave me a kiss.
"That was gay," I mumbled against her lips. She threw her head back laughing.
"That is definitely something your momma would say," she said and peck my lips again.
"You better call me when you get home," I told her and poked her chest.
"Ha... look at them gaying it up," mama yelled out the window as they pulled up.
