I'm sorry for the big gaps, idk why it's like that.
I sat up from the bed, feeling dirty, like always. I grab my shirt, that's hanging from the head board and pull it over my head, the sent of cigarette smoke feeling my nose. I search the room for my shorts and find then laying under a shirt. I sigh and stand up slowly pulling them on, looking back at the bed to see no one there. I look at the desk and see the money he left on it. I slowly walk to the desk, picking up the two hundred dollar bills. Well there's the money for daycare, I think to myself. I sigh and shove the bills in my purse, walking out the door of the hotel room. I walk down the halls of the amazingly expensive building. I get in the elevator and press the button for the lobby floor. Once I'm out, I walk to the door, only to be stopped by the lady at the front desk.
" Miss!" She calls out once again when I don't answer, knowing what's coming now. I feel the
tears burn in my eyes. I turn around on my heels and walk over to the lady.
" Yes?" I ask holding back tears.
" You need to pay for your night."
" No," I say raising my voice. " Kyle was supposed to pay." " Who?" She asks, placing her hand on the phone, getting ready to call security.
" The guy that was with me." I say slamming my fist down in the desk, making the lady jump a little.
" I'm sorry, he already left, saying you would pay." She says and I stand there, not wanting to know the answer to my next question.
" How much?" " Two hundred." She says and I feel a tear slide down my cheek. I pull out the money, I had just
received, handing it over to her. " Thank you." I ignore her and walk out of the hotel, walking over to my beat up baby blue bug. I open the door and jump in, slamming the door. I drive over to the daycare. I get out of the car and walk in the door, the smell of milk and baby powder feeling the air. I smile when I see my two kids, playing with the blocks. They both see me,grab the lunch boxes and walk over to me.
" How was your days?" I ask them and they smile looking up at me as we walk out the door, and over to the car. I place them in the back, and then get in the front, starting the car and driving us home. The kids walk into our apartment and head off the there room, to get ready for dinner. I walk in the kitchen and place my hands on the counter and sigh, knowing we have nothing to eat today. I open the fridge, just to see a big turkey sitting in the middle of the fridge, with a note attached to it. I pick up the not and read:
Dear Jessica, I know you have been low on money and I didnt know how I could help, so I bought this for you and the kids.
- Ryann
I rip of the note and throw it in the trash, pulling the turkey out and placing it on the counter. I study over it, wondering if I should throw it out or keep it. The last thing I want is to except a gift from Ryann, but we really need this. I sigh, in defeat and pull out a knife, beginning to cut through it. The kids enter the kitchen, with their hair back and their shoes off. I smile and seat them at the table, placing their plates of turkey sandwhiches and peas in front of them. They smile up at me. " Would you like to pray, Madison?" I ask looking over at my four year old girl, her blonde curls flowing down to her shoulders, her baby blue eyes sparkling up at me. She nods and clamps hers and her brothers hands together holding her other one out for me. I gladly take hers in mine.
" Dear lord," She starts out her voice as proud as ever. " We thank you for the wonderful food you have prepared for us this beautiful day, amen."
She says releasing my hand and picking up her fork, placing a pea in her mouth. " That was wonderful, sweetie." I say and pick up my sandwhich, taking a bite out of it, as the warm savory enters my mouth.
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Holdin' On: A Nick Jonas Story Chapter 1by JonasFanFic161,672 views
Wow awesome chapter! :)
JonasBadFanFics 2 years ago