Christian
I swallow back my anger and focus my attention on the sight that's in front of me. The sink is full of dishes and I'm pretty sure I can see flies swarming around them. There are clothes scattered across the kitchen floor and empty food boxes are littered across the breakfast bar.
I look around the living room but it's no better, there are clothes scattered across the cough and the floors are littered with toys and empty goldfish cracker wrappers. All the surfaces are caked in dust and I swear the carpet hasn't seen a vacuum in a good while!
I knock on the window and Brody quickly turns to look at me his little face looks so relieved that it tugs at my heart. I knock on the window and point to the door but he shakes his head.
"Brody open the front door son," I gently call out to him but Inside I'm starting to panic and get insanely angry once more. We have been here a good five minutes and while I'm at the window Jack is still knocking on the door but there's no sign of Amy anywhere.
"I'm not allowed, Daddy."
"It's ok it's just me and Uncle Jack." I keep my tone gentle so as not to scare him but he already looks scared and I fucking hate it.
"Mommy said I'm not to answer the door to anyone."
"Where is mommy son?"
"She's... she's sleeping." I know my son like the back of my hand and I do not doubt that he's lying to me right now but why? Where the fuck is his mother?
"You can answer the door to me and Uncle Jack. I promise you won't get in any trouble for it." He hesitates for a moment but then thankfully he unlocks the door and dives into Jack's arms. Jack picks him up and holds him close to his chest and I don't miss the way my son's knuckles turn white from how tightly he is gripping Jack's shirt.
"Where's your sister Buster?" Jack asks him with his usual nickname for him and a bubbly voice but I can hear the anger underneath it all.
"She's taking a nap." I step up to him placing a kiss on his forehead before we walk inside and I start walking towards Sophie's bedroom while I hear Jack asking Brody to show him his dinosaurs. All my brothers are good with the kids but Jack has one incredible bond with them.
I slowly open her bedroom door and my heart swells with love at how unbelievably cute she looks curled up with her favourite stuffed bunny teddy tucked firmly under her arm and her thumb still inside her mouth even though she's catching flies.
She's been murder for sucking her thumb ever since she was a baby and no matter what we have tried we just can't get her out of it. She starts to stir and at the same time a wail sounds out and my head instantly turns towards the crib that's on the other side of the room.
I'm soon met with the excited face of Katie, Amy's 5-month-old daughter. She came along after we split up and Amy swears blind that she told the dad and he didn't want to know.
However, I don't think she knows who the dad is and even though it turned out that Amy got pregnant while we were together there's no chance that she is mine because we didn't go near each other for the last year of our marriage.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a soft spot for the little girl though. She may not be mine by blood but she still has a place in my heart in fact, I babysit her often and my family always treats her the same as my kids and I love them for it. It's not her fault that she came along nor is it her fault that her dads not around and if I can help her in any way I know I will.
I pick her up from her crib and the smell instantly hits me, I turn her around and there it is. She has got shit seeping out of her diaper and it's smeared all over her legs and up her back. Her diaper is heavy with pee but the thing that pisses me off the most is the fact that the shit has dried on her skin, she's been in this nipper for hours! Where the fuck is Amy?
"Daddy." I turn my head to see my beautiful baby girl awake and sitting up in her bed. Her firsts curl up into balls and she rubs the sleep from her eyes right before she greets me with that cute slanted grin that she does as soon as she wakes up.
I take Katie's blanket out of her crib and wrap it around her before bringing her in close to my chest then walk over to Sophie her long blonde hair is sticking out in all directions while some dried-up dribble shows on her cheek, and her bright blue eyes gleam when she looks at me and I feel my heart melt.
She has Amy's hair and eye colours but her face is all mine including her nose and jawline. Brody is all me, my hair colour, my eye colour and my facial features, and whereas Sophie is short for her age again taking after Amy, Brody is insanely tall for his age and defiantly following me and my brothers.
"Daddy!" Sophie's cute little voice brings my mind back to the room and I quickly move over and take her hand. She clings to me tightly as she untangles herself from her blanket and climbs out of bed with her favourite bunny teddy stuffed under her arm.
"Hey princess, Uncle Jack's in the living room with your brother wanna go say hi?" She instantly gets excited and takes off for the living room diving straight for Jack. As I head for the bedroom door I find myself looking around the room and to my disgust, it's no better than the rest of the house that I've seen so far.
Clothes and toys are scattered all over the floor but worst of all... worst of all is the overflowing bin in the corner that contains dirty diapers and that's when the smell hits me and I have to swallow back the bile that's trying to raise in my throat.
I was so worried about finding the girls that I didn't even pick up on the smell but now that I can, fuck I want to throw up and to think that my girls were sleeping in this makes my stomach churn!
There's no reason for this kind of behaviour. It's disgusting and I won't allow my children to be around it ever again!