Beast and the Harlot

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I POSTED TWO CHAPTERS TODAY SO PLZ READ CHAPTER 7 FIRST
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Kelly's POV
When I showed up this morning to pick the boys up I noticed Johnny storming off in a fit of rage. I tried calling to him to ask if he was alright but he completely blew me off. "Well fuck you too then" I mutter under my breath before stepping onto the bus. My eyes go completely wide as I take in the sight in front of me. A tiny blonde dressed in an oversized T-shirt and tiny booty shorts has my ex husband's arms wrapped around her. "I hope I'm not interrupting something-" I say with a obvious scowl across my face.
I see Brooks tense up before the girl turns around to face me. Wow.... "Kelly" he stammers out and my eyes shift from hers up to his. "You're early...I didn't think you'd be by until this afternoon-"
"I texted you this morning to let you know I was on my way but you must have been...preoccupied" I spit coldly and the girl cowers slightly before worming her way out of his embrace.
"I'll let the boys know their mom is here" she squeaks out then turns to Brooks and whispers "Thank you for earlier-" before disappearing to the back of the bus.
I can't contain the scoff of disgust that escapes my lips as soon as she's out of sight, and Brooks holds his hands up in defense "That's not what it probably looked like. I swear that nothing is going on" he states and I just roll my eyes at him.
"You know what, spare me the line of bullshit, ok? We aren't married anymore so you don't owe me any explanation. You're free to do whatever and whomever you'd like, but my god, Brooks, how old is she?!"
"She's 24, but-"
"Stop! I really don't want to know." I huff in annoyance.
"Kelly, please let me explain" he argues and I just shake my head at him. I don't need an explanation. The way that they looked at each other already told me everything I needed to know.
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!!" Cash and Miles scream as they come barreling out from the back.
"My boys!" I cry and toss my arms around both of them "did you miss me?" I ask and they nod their head feverishly. "Was Daddy taking good care of you?" I question and watch Brooks let out a sigh.
"Yeah we love spending time with Daddy too but we wish you could stay. Can you stay? We miss you" Miles pouts and I kiss his forehead and sigh.
"I wish I could stay but-"
"Please Mommy. We want you and Daddy to get back together" Cash begs and my heart sinks.
"Baby, I already told you that's not possible" Brooks said sadly and Cash scowls up at his Dad.
"I don't like Emilee...I want Mommy" he cries and I glare daggers up at my ex husband.
Nothing is going on, my ass.
Emilee's POV
If looks could kill I'm sure that I'd be dead. Damn, Brooks' ex wife seems like a total bitch, or maybe she's just insecure, either way she made her dislike of me very clear.
I glance over and see Matt talking on the phone to Val. I still can't believe I was stupid enough to beg him to sleep with me. Part of me wants to come clean to Val, but the other part of me knows that will just cause problems with their marriage. Matt already made it pretty clear that he has no intention on letting it happen again, so why ruin their relationship over a drunken mistake.
"Hey Em" Zacky says and rubs his sleepy emerald eyes.
"Oh, hey Z. I hope we didn't wake you up this morning..you know, with all the yelling" I reply sadly and sit down on the edge of his bunk.
"Nah it's ok, no apology necessary. Are you ok though? Johnny was being super harsh" he stated and I nod my head slowly. I don't know if I'm actually ok with my brother hating me but whining about it to his friends is only going to make things worse.
"I'm ok but I think that I might leave for a while and let everything cool off. I've caused far too many problems for you guys and you all don't deserve the distractions" I sigh and push myself up from the bunk. "Don't worry, it will be for the best" I state and force a smile before turning around and being met with a harsh slap across the face.
"YOU LOST MY FREAKING CHILDREN?!"

Notes

I am going to be writing Kelly as sort of a bitch only for dramatic purposes. I don't mean any offense to the real Kelly Wackerman, who seems like a very nice woman.