Plan B by Me =/ (spiritual books to read .TXT) 📕

"Adrian! Adrian put me down please!"

"Cupcake, I don't think you're in any position to be making demands." My heartbeat increases tremendously as we turn down off the driveway, making my babies stop at the end. 

"No, no, Adrian, you don't understand, put me do!" I kick, not thinking about anything other than the fact that they could get hurt. He groans, bending over, and in the meantime setting me down. I see familiar headlight coming down the street as I run to Tyler and Taylor as fast as I can. Ty is crying and calling for me, while Taylor is hugging him, letting him cry on her shoulder. I fall to my knees, scraping them in the process, but I ignore it as I hug them. I hear multiple feet pounding against the road. 

"Sof, what happened?" Owen asks, breathing heavily. 

"Sofia I swear to God you better come with me or-" Adrian stops short at the sight in front of him. I stand up, handing the kids to Owen, blocking them from their father's view. 

"Adrian, you need to go. Now." I demand, despite the slight tremble in my words.

"This is the asshole that-" Owen starts but I cut him off. 

"Owen! Kids!" I hear him mumble a sorry. 

"Mommy, what's an asshole?" Tyler asks through his sniffles. 

"Don't say that baby. Owen shouldn't have either." I say, not even looking their direction. 

"What's going on here?" I hear my dad's sleepy, raspy voice ask while he runs down the driveway in slippers and a robe. 

"Nothing! He was just leaving." My words seem to snap him out of his shocked state. 

"Like hell I am!" He roars. 

I cover Tyler's ears, making Owen do the same for Taylor. "Everyone, stop, swearing, or I promise I will rip each of your balls off and choke you with them!" I threaten. We uncover their ears. I see all of the men's eyes go wide. 

"Sofia, stop being so rude. Would you like to come in?" My dad asks.

"No!" I yell at the same time Adrian says, "I'd love to. Let me go get my sister." He says. 

"Dad!" I groan loudly. "Let's just go. I now have to find some way to convince him to get out of here." I take Taylor from my friend, and then Tyler to follow. We all walk inside, my dad waiting there for Adrian and either Danni or Riley. 

This should be fun. 

 ~Sofia~

Soon enough, we are all seated at the table. My father is sitting at the head, Adrian and Danni across from us, while Owen sits next to me. I have both my little devils on my lap. Adrian looks very smug. "FiFi, mind explaining?" My dad asks, breaking the silence. 

"Yeah FiFi, mind explaining?" Adrian mocks me. I resist the urge to cuss him out. 

"Dad, this is... Adrian. Adrian, this is my father, Jared Sage. This is Danni, Adrian's sister. And Owen, my friend. Alright, this has been great, but it's time for bed." I rush out. I go to stand up, but my dad puts up a hand to stop me. With a huff, I sit back down. 

"This is Adrian?" He asks me.

"So, you talk about me?" He asks, smirking. I groan. 

"I don't have the time for this." I snap. 

"Wait cupcake, I think you forgot some when introducing everyone." Adrian glances down at- unknown to him-  our kids. 

"Hi! I'm Ty-" I bring my hand up over my son's mouth. 

"Nope. I don't believe so." I glance at an enraged Owen, and then back to Adrian, who is glaring right back. Then he turns to me and smirks. 

"Hi little ones. I'm Adrian." Taylor looks hesitant in answering. 

"Don't." Owen growls. "Little ones is my name for them." 

"Are they yours?" Danni asks. Owen's glare lingers on Adrian for a moment longer, before shifting to the now twenty or twenty one year old. His eyes widen to the side of saucers, as if he's seeing her for the first time. Then he gets a lazy smile on his babyish face. 

"No." He sighs. I scrunch my nose up. Adrian scowls, making me try not to laugh. Key words; try to. His gaze lands on me. I snap my mouth shut. 

"So, what brings you to Mexico?" My dad asks.

"Here to get my girlfriend back." He replys simply, leaning back in the chair. 

"I'm not your girlfriend you-" Luckily I'm cut off by a yawn. "Babies, go to your room okay? I'll go up there in a second." They nod, scurrying out of my arms and racing each other to their room, yet again. "We'll finish this when I come back." I state, going upstairs. I sit on Taylor's bed, where she already lays under the blankets. 

"I'm sorry you two, you shouldn't have had to see any of that." I sigh. 

"It's okay mommy. But who was the big scary man?" Tyler asks, pulling the covers to his chin. 

"Adrian dumdum." Taylor rolls her eyes. She's feisty for a five year old. 

"Be nice to your brother." I tell her softly. She nods, apologizing. "Adrian is someone from mommy's past. No one you two should worry your pretty little heads about." I get up, kissing each of them, before walking to the door. "Sweet dreams, I love you." I tell them, meaning it from the bottom of my heart. I shut their door, turning, but this time when I run into someone, I'm against a wall in less than a second. 

"So, I'm just someone from your past?" He growls, chuckling darkly. "Oh no sweetheart. I'm part of you past, present, and future and I'm not leaving until you figure that the fuck out, and are with me." He shoves his head into my neck, inhaling deeply. "God I've missed that smell. I've waited five and a half years, to have anything from you. And trust me babygirl, I'll have everything." He lips up my neck, all the way to the sensitive spot behind my ear, where he sucks, making me shiver. 

"Do you know spanish?" I ask breathlessly. 

"A little bit, but not enough to have a full blown conversation, why?" He pulls away confused. 

"Vete al infierno." My words echo throughout the hallway, and probably down stairs. I push him away, running down the stairs. I find Owen and Danni both concealing their laughter, but as soon as a confused Adrian follows me to the table, they both burst out laughing. I huff. 

"What??" He exclaims. 

"She..." Danni tries to say but bursts out laughing. "She told... you... to... go... to..." She can't even get it out. 

"She told you to go to hell, buddy." Owen laughs, but sneers the last word. Adrian's jaw clenches, as he glares at me. "¿Este es el tipo que dejaste que te dejara embarazada?" [This is the guy you let get you pregnant?] Owen chuckles. I turn to him and shrug innocently. All of the sudden all the laughter stops, causing everyone to look at the previously giggling Danni. Her eyes are wide as she stares at me, and then her eyes drift to the stairs. 

"Fuck." The word slips out before I can stop it. "You know Spanish..." I state the obvious. Owen's eyes are wide too. I rub my temples, turning to my dad who has been eerily quite. I find his sleeping next to me. "Padre, why don't you head up to bed." I shake his arm gently. He doesn't even look phased, which is kind of concerning since he's a really light sleeper. "Padre?" I ask concerned. I shake harder, standing in front of him. "Dad. Dad! Dad please wake up!" He is still unresponsive. I reach for his wrist, feeling a barely beating pulse. "Owen, bring him to the car, please. We need to get him to a hospital!" I run upstairs. "Tyler, Taylor." I shake my kids awake softly. They sit up groggily. "Come on babies, we have to go to the hospital. Grandpa isn't doing too well." I grab them each a jacket throwing it on them, before picking both of them up. 

"Mommy, what's wrong with grandpa?" Tyler asks, rubbing his tired eyes. 

"I don't know baby, we're going to find out though." They nod, resting their heads against my chest. I feel horrible for tonight. "Go to sleep." I tell them. I can feel Adrian watching me, and I sit in the back of the car, never letting them go. My dad is unconscious in the front seat, while Danni slides in between Adrian and I. My heart is pounding the entire time to the hospital. 

I just pray to God that he is okay. 

 ~Sofia~

We all sit in the waiting room, Adrian and Danni in the chairs across from us, with me leaning against the wall, with my legs draping over one seat. Owen has my feet on his lap, which I've already made sure was okay with him. The twins are both sleeping soundly on my torso. I feel my eye lids dropping, but despite how tired I am, I am determined to stay awake. Besides my little accidental nap earlier. I haven't slept in at least 60 hours. I couldn't sleep all night two nights ago, and then I had to stay up to get everything wrapped and set up for the kids. An awkward silence settles between us. Danni startles everyone by standing up abruptly. 

"I'm getting some coffee. Anyone want some?" 

"Coffee would be great." I sigh. Glancing at the clock, I see that it's one o'clock in the morning. Thanks Adrian. Scratch 60, in an hour and a half it'll be 72 hours. Danni comes back, setting everyone's coffee on an end table. Luckily, mine has a straw so as long as someone lifts it for me, I can drink without waking up my sleeping angels. I always call them my little devils, but really, I couldn't ask for any better children. I got lucky in that department. 

"Sof, do you need help?" Owen asks me. I shake my head, despite desperately wanting the caffeine next to me. He gives me a disbelieving look, and goes to stand up.

"No. You move, you wake the twins." I quickly get out. Movement from the corner of my eye, makes me look over. I tense and grip Taylor and Tyler a bit more, when I see Adrian walking over. 

"Chill. I'm just trying to help."