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I've got my pride, so hear me sing *11*

*Here is part 11. Enjoy-Fluffykins*

(Maria Carmen)

I woke to see a handsome man beside me. Dalton may not be the brightest bulb in the pack, but he has the biggest heart out of anyone I've ever seen. That's why I fell in love with him. I snuggled into his arms, resting my head on his chest when the phone beside the bed began to ring. I sighed and reached over for it, but a hand got it before I could. I looked up at my husband smiling.

Me: Morning.
Dalton: Morning, babe *smiles and kisses me*
Me: Give me the phone.
Dalton: *hands me the phone and gets out of the bed*
Me: *shakes my head and places the phone to my ear* Hello? Oh, hey Granny Kathy. *Uneasy* Woah! Woah! Granny...calm down. Who's missing? What!? Where-where did they go?
Dalton: *looks at me over his shoulder*
Me: *gives him the one minute finger* What do you mean? Where could they have gone? Ohkay. Ohkay! I'll be there right away.

I hung up with my grandmother and began getting ready. Lillian Amanda Jackson, where ever you are...you are so lucky. Cause once you come back home, you are in so much trouble!

Dalton: What's wrong?
Me: *ignores him and starts putting my pants on*
Dalton: Babe?
Me: *Still ignores him, goes to grab my shirt*
Dalton: *Grabs it before I can*
Me: Dalton! *Tries to grab it*
Dalton: *Holds it over my head* What?
Me: Baby, I have no time for games right now.
Dalton: Then tell me what's wrong?
Me: Give me my shirt, now!
Dalton: Tell me, babe. What's wrong? You normally like this little game.
Me: My child, little sister, little brother is no longer at Granny Kathy's house! They snuck out and I need to go over there before my grandmother has a heart attack from being so paniced!
Dalton: *gives me my shirt back* 
Me: Thank you. I'll be back later! *kisses him quickly*
Dalton: I'm going, too.
Me: Dalton, you don't have-
Dalton: Yes, yes I do. Little Bit is like my daughter, and if something comes up that she needs my help...I'm gonna be there for her.
Me: *smiles and kisses him* lets go.
Dalton: Kay.

We both made our way out of the house and into the car. A part of me is trying my best to panic, the other half is wanting to know where my 11-year-old daughter, my 14-year-old sister and my 10-year-old brother is while trying not to think of ways to kill them! Where. Are. They!

(Lillian)

Blanket: My goood. Are we there yet?!
Omar: Blanket!
Blanket: *moans with annoyance*
Omar: We will get there when we get there.
Paris: Just listen to music.
Blanket: On what? I sorta didn't get to pack like you guys.
Me: *hands him my Ipod* Don't you DARE break it, Blanket.
Blanket: Why?
Me: *grabs him by his shirt, brings him to my face* Cause if you do, there shall be one less Jackson child. And Prince will go back being the only Prince Michael.
Paris: Lillian!
Me: What? It's my Ipod.
Paris: Don't threaten him, though.
Omar: How bout we all play, "Shut up before Omar puts you out on the side of the road!"

We all looked at him, then just started going on our own. Paris texting and listening to music on her phone, Blanket listening to my Ipod, and me? Me, well, I'm catching up on a few Zs. I leanded my head against the window, having the early morning sun beat down on my face as my eyes started growing heavy with sleep. I soon became a slave to the land of slumber, and the real world vanished into me heading into my dreams.

*Next part will be here soon. Hoped you guys liked this one.*

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