"Get the fuck out of my house!" Justice yells, slamming his fists against the wall.
"Gladly." I say and grab our two sleeping sons, along with a diaper bag.
"Leave the boys!" He shouts.
"No. I'm taking them with me." I walk out the front door and to my car. The air is chilly ands the fresh snow crunches under my feet. The darkness is kind of creepy, mostly because we don't love in the best neighborhood.
Corbin, my four year old, opens his eyes when I sit him on the floor of the car to put his 3 month old brother, Caden, into his car seat. When I'm done I put Corbin in his booster seat and buckle him in.
"Where are we going mommy?" Corbin asks.
"We're gonna go to Zayns house."
"Did you and Daddy have a fight?"
"Yes, honey. But don't worry about it." I climb into the car and drive off.
When I finally reach Zayns house he's on the front porch, smoking a cigarette. He immediately stands up and walks to my car.
"Justice and you fight again?" The cigarette still hangs in his mouth as he talks.
"Did you remember to slap him for me?"
"I'm not gonna slap him right in front of my kids."
"Do it when they're sleeping."
"I'm not slapping him!"
"Okay, fine." He sighs, and throws his cigarette into the snow next to to him. "Do you have the boys?" He looks into the back and smiles at Corbin, who smiles back. "I'll take that as a yes."
The boys and I sleep on the guest room like we usually do when I fight with my boyfriend.
About three hours into the night Caden wakes up screaming. I make him a bottle and he eats greedily.
"Mommy?" Corbin comes and sits next to me on the bed.
"Do you love Daddy?"
"Does Daddy love you?"
"Then why do you yell at each other?"
""Because sometimes people yell when they're mad. And Daddy makes me mad sometimes."
"Do I make you mad?"
"No, Corby. You make me happy."
"Does Caden make you happy?"
"Yeah. Both of you boys do." I say.
Corbin lays down and I lay Caden nest to him. I wrap them both in my arms and whisper, "I love you guys."