Chapter 5

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But something was wrong - Nya looked and saw Zayon's favorite shirt.

𝘜𝘮...𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? Nya wondered, very confused. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵... 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭...

Nya grabbed the shirt that smelled exactly like Zayon. She then proceeded to stuff her entire face in the shirt, filling her nostrils with Zayon's scent. Zayon smelled like vanilla and apple pie, and Nya was getting hungry by smelling his shirt, so she placed the shirt back on the couch and went to the kitchen to pick out something to eat.

𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦. Nya thought while opening the cabinet. She picked out a bag of spicy nacho chips, then paused. She placed the bag of chips on her glass and gold-hinted table and selected a bag of potato chips and sour cream and onion potato chips, too. She grabbed all three bags and walked to the living room happily, realizing that she was about to devour this deliciousness while watching an interesting show. Nya grabbed her remote then sat on her seafoam-colored leather couch. She pressed a button, then the TV turned on. Anime seemed perfect right now, so she put it on. She opened her bag of potato chips and put the first chip in her mouth. Ugh, perfection. But something was bothering her. She stared at the shirt and the shirt stared back at her with a dazed expression. Nya took her phone and dialed the number she loved to dial.

𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨...

Nya waited impatiently for the person she was calling to pick up the phone.

𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨...

"Hello?" Someone said.

"Hi!" Nya beamed.

"Oh, hey baby. What do you want?"

"Oh, I was just calling because it seems you've forgotten something." Nya explained. "Your shirt, it's still here."

"Oh! Um..." Zayon's voice started to trail off.

"It's okay, but I reminded you to wear a shirt and you did wear it, too, so I'm confused that it's on the couch."

"Uh..." Zayon mumbled. "I have two of the same shirt! Just in case, y'know, one gets stolen, or ruined."

"Oh, um, okay." Nya said with some doubt. "I've never seen the two shirts before..." Her voice trailed off, then she just stopped talking. It seemed to her that Zayon was uncomfortable with this topic. Nya feared that maybe he thought that she wasn't trusting him. And she wasn't. But after Zayon being so kind to her, she didn't want Zayon to be uncomfortable or stressed. So she decided to change the topic.

"How's Jayden and Raegan?"

Zayon did a relieved sigh on the other end of the call.

"They're doing great."

"Hey, Mama!"

"Hi, Mommy!"

"Hey hubba, hi bubba!" Suddenly, Nya started to have a bad feeling in her stomach. Zayon absolutely HATED when Nya called her children hubba and bubba. But it was just something she did because her mother called Nya and her siblings hubba and bubba. Zayon and Nya had argued about the topic before, and even though Nya didn't support that Zayon had made a big deal about whether she could call her children hubba and bubba or not, the last thing she wanted was for her husband to get annoyed with her, or stressed that she wasn't listening to him. So she decided that from now on, she would stop calling her children hubba and bubba. Just for Zayon.

"I can't wait to go to Jalil's house!" Jayden told his mother. "He said that his house has a new pool and gaming room! They just installed the pool, and his older brother moved out to live with his girlfriend, so they turned his room into a gaming room!"

"Oh, that's amazing!" Nya smiled, though it seemed kind of weird to her that Darla turned her son's room into a gaming room, when it could be used for other useful purposes, like a guest room. She was happy for her friend that she got a pool, though.

"Yeah, it is." Zayon added, not caring about the pool or gaming room at all. He was only driving to Darla's house for one thing, and if that thing couldn't happen, he wouldn't have even batted an eyelash when Nya asked him to drive almost an hour here.

"Baby, remember to ask for the recipe."

"I will, don't worry."

"What recipe?" Jayden asked.

"A recipe for baked catfish, honey." Nya answered.

"Um, I don't like fish." Raegan muttered. "It tastes like yuck."

"Too bad, I'm still gonna ask for the recipe." Zayon stated. "You don't need to eat it if you don't want to."

Raegan sighed. "Ugh."

"Okay guys, I'll hang up now." Nya said. "Be good at Miss Fergistein's house, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Of course I'll be good," Zayon said. "I'm always good."

Nya laughed, thinking this was something to giggle at. "Your funny. Okay, bye guys!"

"Bye!"

Nya hung up and put her phone on her lap next to her. That shirt wasn't bothering her anymore. She picked up the remote and played her anime. Nya grabbed the bag of potato chips and picked a chip out from the bag. Ugh, perfection, once again.

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"Papa? Are we there yet?" Raegan had waited impatiently in the backseat of a loud car for twenty minutes and she was getting more and more bored by the second.

"Didn't you bring your tablet?" Her father asked, annoyed.

"Yeah, it's out of battery."

Jayden did a loud sigh and rolled his eyes. "I always tell you to charge your tablet whenever we're going somewhere, but you NEVER listen to me!"

"You didn't tell me this time!"

"Guys, stop fighting." Zayon ordered. "Violence is never the answer. It's not good at all."

Hm. How hypocritical.

"Ok, Papa." Raegan murmured.

"Ok, Daddy." Jayden said.

Zayon drove into a neighborhood and realized that there was practically no cars on the road. He saw lots of people walking on the sidewalk, getting some nice Vitamin D, so he took the opportunity to flex and show these people his nice and expensive car. He sped on the road, and his engine roared like a lion. Heads turned to see his speeding and loud car.

"Oh my fucking God," Someone walking on the sidewalk jeered. "Does he have to be so loud. So annoying, I hate people like him."

Zayon snickered when he caught a glimpse at someone getting jump-scared by the loud noise of his vehicle. He kept speeding and suddenly stopped when he spotted a car in front on him.

𝘚𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩!

"Ahh!" Raegan called out. "Papa, why'd you stop the car so suddenly?"

"Sorry," Zayon said while smiling, almost as if he wasn't sorry at all and saw this as a joke.

"Please don't do it again, Daddy." Jayden requested.

"I don't gotta listen to you." Zayon stated.

Jayden closed his mouth. Raegan stayed quiet.

Zayon advanced the car again, and he went on a highway. Even though the speed limit was 55, Zayon was going 70. He felt like he was inside of a racing car and he loved the feeling; however, the only reason he was speeding was to do one thing.

𝘚𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩!

"Ahh!" Raegan and Jayden yelled. If not for their seatbelts, they would've hit their head on the chairs in front of them with great force.

Zayon burst out laughing his ass off.

"Daddy, this isn't funny!"

"Yeah, Papa, it's not a joke!"

"I can't hear you!" Zayon laughed. Of course, he could hear his children begging him to stop pressing on the brakes abruptly, but it just motivated him to do it more. This was somehow so funny to him.

Zayon snickered and sped up.

"Besides, the only reason I'm making the car stop abruptly is because there's cars in front of me. Or do you want us to crash?"

Jayden and Raegan shut their mouths.

"As I thought." Zayon sneered.

Jayden and Raegan sighed.

Suddenly, some music could be heard.

"Jayden, are you playing a racing game?" Zayon asked, while looking in the review mirror. He smiled mischievously.

"Yep!"

Zayon's smile got bigger. He started playing some loud music with very inappropriate lyrics. The amount of profanity in the song could even make the most devilish of devils uncomfortable.

𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯, 𝘠𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘪𝘻𝘻 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨. Zayon thought. Yung Rizz was Zayon's favorite rapper with a net worth of over one hundred million dollars.

"Daddy! I can't hear the music from my tablet!" Jayden complained.

Zayon was trying his hardest not to laugh. "Turn the volume on your tablet up to the highest it can be."

"Okay,"

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"I still can't hear the music from my tablet!" Jayden pouted, about to have a tantrum.

Zayon started giggling and squealing like a pig.

"Stop it, it's not funny!"

He started to laugh like a hyena.

"Is the song not good?" Zayon asked while chuckling. "Here, I'll play another one."

Another song started to play, and in Jayden's opinion, it was worse than the first one.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨! Zayon thought with an evil grin. He turned the music up.

"I can't hear anything!!!" Jayden cried. "Why are you doing this?!" He felt so angry at his father for laughing at his struggle.

Raegan was already sleeping on Jayden's shoulder, and Jayden shook his shoulder up and down to get her head off.

"Hey!" Raegan said. Then he changed her thoughts to something else. "This music is too loud!" She screamed. Jayden started to cry. Zayon started to laugh even louder. He zoomed past an old, busted vehicle and felt even more on top of the world than he already did.

"Guys, this song is so good, right?"

Zayon grinned devilishly.

"No it's not! It's too loud!" Raegan complained.

"Stop the music, I can't hear my game!" Jayden started to cry even more. His tears made their way into his mouth and Jayden stopped crying and took a moment to lick them. They tasted very salty.

"You said turn up the music?" Zayon snickered and turned up the music 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳.

The beat of the song boomed in Zayon's, Jayden's, and Raegan's ears, and their heartbeat was now matching the beat of the song. Other cars around Zayon's could hear the loud music. Some people didn't mind. Some people were very annoyed.

𝘉𝘳𝘶𝘩, Someone thought in her car while driving past Zayon. 𝘠𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘪𝘻𝘻 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

"Daddy, stop it's too loud, I can't play that good!" Jayden shouted over the music.

Suddenly, something happened that made Jayden and Raegan want to punch his dad in the face. Especially Jayden.

𝘚𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩!

"DADDY. IT'S NOT FUNNY." Jayden yelled. "I WAS ABOUT TO WIN THIS LEVEL BUT YOU HAD TO STOP THE CAR."

Zayon's stomach hurt from all the laughing, and it was about to hurt even more. Because Zayon did the loudest belly laugh ever. It was loud, pure, and happy. But he wasn't laughing for a good reason. Zayon felt like a king on a throne, and his children like some jokers that were forced to entertain him. Right now, his children could entertain him just by doing what they liked, playing racing games, because all Zayon had to do is stop the car abruptly and play some of his favorite songs. Nya would absolutely kill him if she found out about this.

"Sorry...bubba!" Zayon laughed.

"Don't call me that! Only Mommy can call me bubba!"

"Ok, bubba."

"Stop it!!!" Jayden started to scream and cry and fuss.

"I suggest you stop crying," Zayon smiled. "What if we're close to the house? You don't want Jalil to see you like this, do you?"

Jayden said nothing and started to stop crying. He wiped the tears from his face, then picked up his tablet and exited out of his racing game. He clicked on another game, about taking care of a horse and started to play with his horse and take care of it.

Zayon turned up his music. It was now on full volume.

"Oh my God. I hate Papa." Raegan whispered to her older brother.

"Mommy said that 'hate' is a strong word." Jayden stated. "You can't say it."

"I knew not to talk to you." Raegan said as she rolled her eyes. She waited and waited for this hell of a car ride to be over.

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