Book 2: Bianca's Revenge. Chapter 5

Bianca took Sydney to the changing table thinking it would be simple now that she had done it 4 times. She undressed him to get him changed but as she tried to change Sydney, she called out for Tyler to help her. “This one might be just a little more than I can handle, if he’s anything like most men he’s not going to want 4 diaper changes. I don’t want, pooh everywhere either” she admitted. Everyone laughed and Tyler stepped up a second later and Sydney was changed and cleaned. That included new Pjs since he had blown clear through his diaper and had a mess all the way up his back. Once ready Bianca slowly picked him up and moved to the glider hoping Sydney would latch on as good and easy as his sister Victoria. “Ok son you are a squirmer, just like your father I can see that clearly now. So, I guess you’ll be my feisty one I take it which will keep me on my toes” she whispered softly to her son. Bianca sat Sydney on her lap with his head down towards her knees with him doing what Victoria did by suckling on his fists.
Bianca watched him a bit longer before he started to fuss or full-blown cry. “Ok son mommy understands the suckling and the feeling I’m having in my breasts. So let us see if we can put you on the other side and get comfortable” she whispered. Bianca brought him up to her chest and opened the left side of her robe and once Sydney was on and clamped his mouth down. Bianca was holding tight to the arm of the chair. “Okay dang son you’ve got a strong jaw” she groaned with a little pain to her voice. ½ hour later everyone was settling down and relaxing watching the new parents. Bianca learning how to burp, somewhat diaper and swaddle her newborn twins was just the start. Not long after the relaxation there was a sound coming from the first floor of the house. “Mr. & Mrs. Eagleston there is a nurse Jamerson here for Ms. Patron” the housekeeper announced through the intercom. Bonita got up and had everyone leave the room except mother and babies as she met the nurse as she entered the room.
3 ½ hours later the nurse left, and Bianca was even more exhausted than ever and hope and prayed everyone would keep their distances. Bianca had learned new ways to breast feed, new ways to hold them one at a time and at the same time if she wanted to. She learned how to change diapers faster and also learned to pump the milk with her breast pump manually and using the machine. “I can’t believe how tired I am and the things I just crammed into my brain in 3 ½ hours. As if I were cramming for a final or something” she whispered to the twins who lay snuggled close together in their crib. Bianca didn’t even realize that she was not alone in the room until she turned around and found Nevaeh in the bed. “Damn sweets you startled me I didn’t even hear you come in. You know you don’t have to stay” Bianca whispered as she slowly moved towards the bed.
Nevaeh scowled at her “I haven’t been able to leave your side in 28 days. I should have never left you alone…while you were at that house. I would have killed myself if something…” Bianca stopped Nevaeh before she could go any further. “I’m way too tired to deal with any more tonight and it’s not even night yet. Nor is it fair for you to say these things to me right now or even ever! It was my choice to do what I did and yes, I should have known better” she admitted. Bianca finally looked down at her watch not wanting to deal with whatever it was that Nevaeh had running around in her head wanting to let out. Nevaeh grabbed the phone and pressed a button before speaking to whoever it was on the other end. “Can we please have some food brought up to the room for Bianca please?” she asked. Bianca sat back down on the glider and put her feet up not wanting to get into bed quite yet. “I’m strong enough to go down…” she thought out loud. Nevaeh gave her a serious look before speaking “No Dr. orders you are to stay close to the babies and relax I mean that’s what she wrote down, but if you don’t believe me maybe you should ask her yourself” she bitched.
Bianca didn’t feel like arguing and 20 minutes later she was drinking ice cold organic milk, peanut butter, and jelly mini sandwiches. “Mmmm this is great…I feel a little more energized and all at the same time tired as hell” she whispered as she passed her empty tray to the housekeeper. Who had come back to get their food cart and empty dishes. The twins had woken up every hour or so to be changed, fed and held a little. “It’s now 10pm and I’ve diapered and fed two children” Bianca sighed and flopped back into the bed. 3 hours later Bianca woke up sweating and crying “What is going on?” she whispered as she sat up and found herself alone in a dark room. “It’s 2 am and the babies…. Omg are they ok?” she thought to herself. Bianca got up in a panic as she talked out loud and made her way to the crib to check on the twins. “Bianca you’re ok angel…” Nevaeh whispered as she came out of the bathroom and found Bianca shaking and in the glider next to the crib.
Bianca stayed watching the twins from the glider as they lay peacefully in their crib snuggled close together. “Just the same dream of Marco shooting me and my mother. Then me trying to save her along with not just myself but my unborn children” she whispered. Nevaeh stood at the other end of the crib and just looked at Bianca for the longest time, hoping when she did decide to speak. She would know what to say to make things seem better. “It’s normal to have these nightmares after something in this case someone has been through something like what you’ve been through” she reminded her. Bianca shook her head “I just need it to all go away and find out what all happened. I tried to save my mother and failed, but I guess she’s in a better place” she muttered. Nevaeh didn’t say anything right away for she knew things that Bianca would defiantly not be ready for. “Once you’ve had another couple of days rest, you’ll get all your answers sweetie pie I promise you that” she promised.
Bianca calmed down a little more and started to chuckle a little with the pain that came from her breasts that where at its over-max limit. “My breasts are about to burst, and the twins have been sleeping for what seems like forever” she muttered as she cupped her breasts in her hands. Nevaeh laughed along with her “No honey they’ve been fed and changed a good 5x since you were up last” she informed her. Bianca grabbed the pump and started off slowly feeling the suction grip on tight and feel like a vise. “Damn these breasts sure do have a lot in them, I’ll be doing this for the rest of the night. (Ha…) I hate the pressure..” she stuttered through it all as the sensation of the machine sucked and pulled on her nipples. Then finally after she got used to the feeling, she relaxed her whole body into the chair and drifted off to sleep.
3 weeks had gone by, and Bianca was still getting the hang of everything and loving every minute of being a young mother. She had learned her mother was still alive but, in a coma and looked to be improving every day. Bianca didn’t know what she was to do about her mother who laid in a coma for a month already. Along with her twins who were the most important things to her at the moment. She had love and hate for her mother, but knew she wanted her mother to make it. Bianca had finally started getting back to her routine of doing the schedules for the girls and reassuring the clients she kept on that they were in good hands. While she was taking some time for herself and hoping that the business, she had taken over would be something better. Then what Marco had ever built and would for the most part be legal, and more of an escort service to keep things as dates more than sex unless the other girls wanted it.
Bianca decided that it was now or never to get back to the house and see what was left after Marco tore it up the best he could before he left and actually tried to burn it down. Yet he didn’t realize that the fuel he was using wouldn’t even burn to get the job done that he wanted. She knew she wanted to live somewhere else but knew that the house would be perfect for a weekend client retreat spot since it had a great location, and the property was amazing. Bianca went through the offices the week prior and decided to re-do the entire floor except her office which she loved because she had designed it herself. She went back down the stairs and was waiting to find Marco lurking in the shadows somewhere and ready to strike at any moment. Once her heart rate came back down, she turned the corner and walked through her old bedroom. “My god he really did a number in here and the hate he must feel for me even more now that he had to leave and restart somewhere else. The only thing to do now is get it cleaned up and move this crap out, get the girls to put their ideas into this place” she thought.
Stopped here New Chapter? Bianca decided she wanted to view all the rooms including her mother’s room as well. Even though she didn’t have great memories anywhere in the house. That she had spent the last 17 ½ years in. She inspected the other 2 rooms before she got to her mothers’. Then to her surprise they were the ones that were untouched. She closed the door behind her in the last room. That was next to her mothers’ and took a deep breath as she slowly opened the door and swung it open fast. “Geez I’m just a little pussy cat waiting for the worst thing to happen” she told herself out loud. Bianca walked through the door and could smell her mothers’ favorite perfume. By Coco Chanel “mademoiselle” and fell to the ground sobbing in such pain in her heart. “I can’t believe I’m crying over this woman who put me through hell most of my life. All I can do now is pray she lives and changes for not just me and her grandchildren but herself” she pleaded to the heavens.