Chapter 2.40: What I Needed

I was still annoyed at Kiara. I know she didn’t need to help me or anything, but Watcher, I need help. I never get enough sleep, and taking care of my three children is hard enough. I do not need to be worrying about my grown niece, and here I am. I barely take care of myself… and there’s so much to do… things break, things need cleaning, to plants need to be watered, the laundry needs to be done, and oh Watcher I don’t have time to spend hours using the wash tub. Damn it, she could at least do something


Addie. She’s such an energetic girl. I found her playing around in the closet, laughing. She’s excited for school on Monday, to make new friends. She’s as outgoing as I was at her age.



“Yeah, Addie, what is it?”

“Someone’s at the door!” I’d taught her not to open the door, to let me. 

“I’ve got it.” I opened the door, expecting the mailman… I wasn’t excited for the latest letter telling us our bills were overdue. “Jonathan? Yumiko?”


“I’m so glad you’re here.”


They stayed for a few hours to help out. I was so glad, everything had been really piling up.

“How are you doing?” Yumiko asked, sitting down.

“Oh… it’s hard.”

“I’m a mom too, Selena. I know, ‘it’s hard’ means, I can barely get up in the morning.”


I sighed, as a small tear ran down my cheek. “You read my mind. It’s really hard. I’m barely holding on, you’re right.”

“It’s ok. I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I didn’t have your brother. We’re here for you.”

“Thank you.”

You know how sometimes you just need to hear something? I needed this, I really did.

A/N: It seems like the general thoughts from last chapter is that Kiara should have been more helpful LOL! And she should have….


5 thoughts on “Chapter 2.40: What I Needed

  1. I can’t believe Kiara didn’t even say sorry GOD

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  2. Okay Kiara… You can’t just move into your aunt’s house and expect to do nothing but go out and “find yourself”! Girl has to earn her keep, too!

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  3. I felt so sorry for her when I saw the first pic. She, all dirty in the pile of dirty laundry…

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