Page 216 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
Shit.
I picked her up only for her to scream louder, her sobs getting worse, and she began struggling in my arms. Whatever she had put on her eyes was spreading down her face, and I think even the joker would be put to shame.
“Okay, okay. Azura, listen.”
“Mama!”
Shit.
I carried her from the bedroom, rocking her slightly to sooth her.
“Look, Azura! It’s Peppa Pig.”
“Wiyam watch stupid Peppa! I want Mama!”
Her face was bright red and, well, black, purple, and blue, too, but that wasn’t the point right then. The smell of something burning made my gaze fall to the gas cooker.
Shit! The custard! Fuck, fuck, fuck!
“One second, pumpkin!”
I ran to the kitchen and switched it off. The smell of burned custard filled my nose, and I sighed.There goes that…
She writhed and kicked, wanting to be put down, so I took her to the sofa. I put her down and crouched before her.
“Okay, Azura, come on, baby girl, don’t cry, please? How can I make it up to you?” She continued screaming and crying. “Please, Azura, come on, I’ll do anything? Tell me, what do you want? Sweets? Coke? Chocolates?”
Her screaming suddenly stopped, and I narrowed my eyes. Wasn’t that a bit too fast for tears to just stop? But… her cheeks were soaking wet…I don’t trust kids…Our own mini Joker sat up, staring at me, and I could almost see the cogs in her brain working.
“Wiyam make me sad,” she stated, her eyes blurring with tears all over again.
“And Liam is sorry. I just miss seeing my beautiful baby sister’s face without this makeup,” I said gently. The urge to wash her face was hard to fight.
“But Wiyam like Waven wearing make-up,” she sobbed.
“But my sister is more beautiful. Look, Mom, Kiara, and Raven wear make-up because they are getting older and ugly.”
Please don’t kill me, ladies.
“But you don’t need it because you are a beautiful princess. You don’t need makeup,” I said as she wiped her eyes, smearing the makeup over her hands.
“I tell Mama that,” she promised, looking so sorrowful my heart squeezed.Goddess, kids are hard.
“It won’t be our secret?”
“No, Mama say never keep secrets from Mama. If anyone make me sad or upset, no secrets. I tell Mama now. Phone Mama!”
I nodded, quickly taking my phone out and video-calling Mom. I’m sure it was still day over there. Sure enough, they answered, the sun shining down on them both, and I could see Mom and Dad were lounging on the beach.
“Baby girl!” Mom said, her smile vanishing when she saw Azura’s face.
“Mama! Liam no like my make-up!”
“Fuck…” Dad commented, trying to suppress his smile.
“Oh my baby… why don’t you take it off, and Raven can apply something pretty and pink?” Mom suggested.
“Raven is not here…” I reminded her.
