It's 11:11 make a wish

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"Gee, this is Lindsey, she's gonna play with you," Frank said.

I nervously looked at the other little kitten standing in front of me.

"Gee, say hi," he said.

"H-hi," I squeaked.

"Why don't you to go color?" Frank suggested. "Your crayons are on the table with some paper."

I nodded and we both sat down at the table.

"Hi, I'm Lindsey," she said as we colored together.

"I'm Gee," I said. "How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen, I just turned seventeen," she said.

"I'm twenty," I said. "I've been living here with Daddy ever since I was seventeen because he bought me at an auction."

"I was never sold, I still live with my Mama because I'm her only little kitten left," she said.

I nodded as Sarah walked in.

"Hello, do you two want a little snack?" She asked.

I shook my head and she grabbed a rag before walking out again.

"Who's that?" Lindsey asked.

"That's Sarah Orzechowski, she's the housekeeper we hired last week," I said. "It's because Mia Bia is moving out and I'm gonna be so busy with the babies that we're gonna need someone to take care of the house."

Lindsey gasped as she looked at me. "You can't her! She's pretty!"

"So?" I asked in confusion.

"So," she said dramatically, "You can't have someone so pretty working here. That's what always happens, a pretty nanny or maid is hired and then the husband sleeps with her."

"My husband wouldn't sleep with her," I denied. "He loves me, we're having a litter together."

"Just because he loves you doesn't mean he wouldn't sleep with her, men always seem to do stupid stuff like that," she said. "You can't have her working here for you two or else Frank is going to cheat on you with her. You have to be crazy to hire someone so young and pretty."

I frowned softly as Sarah walked back in, grabbing the Windex from under the sink before she walked out.

"And look at what she's wearing too," Lindsey added.

"What? It's a pair of shorts, it's hot out," I said.

"But did you see how short they were?" She asked.

"That stuff only happens in the movies," I said.

Lindsey shook her head sadly. "That's the reason Mama left my father. When I was little we had to get a nanny and they hired a little nineteen year old girl. My dad slept with her so my Mama took me and left."

I frowned softly and bit my lip. Daddy wouldn't sleep with her, would he? He doesn't seem very excited for the babies. And...we didn't do naughty things for a while before the cottage. Maybe...maybe he doesn't want this family anymore, maybe he doesn't want to be with me anymore.

"B-but Daddy loves me," I whimpered.

Frank walked in, dressed in his suit.

"I have to go to work now, Little Kitten," Frank said, kissing the top of my head. "Jamia is out at the store but she'll be back soon. Sarah is upstairs cleaning if you need anything."

"We'll be okay, Daddy," I said.

Frank smiled and gave me a soft kiss. He grabbed his briefcase and walked out while I frowned.

"He didn't tell me he loves me," I whispered. "He always tells me he loves me before he leaves."

Lindsey didn't say anything, she just kept coloring. I tried to push all those thoughts away from me as I continued coloring with her. Jamia came home, setting some grocery bags onto the counter.

"Where's the potty?" Lindsey asked.

"Down the hall," I said, pointing in the direction.

"Mia Bia, what do you think about Sarah?" I asked.

"Sarah? She seems sweet," she said.

I went over, smiling as I looked at her.

"Your tummy is so big," I said.

She took my hand and smiled as she rested it on her stomach. I giggled happily when I felt one of them kick.

"Just a couple weeks now," Jamia said. "Do you wanna come with me later to pick out furniture for my apartment?"

I nodded my head and she smiled, kissing my cheek.

"Which one is this?" I asked when I felt the baby kick again.

"This one over here is one of the bigger girls," she said.

"Bandit?" I asked.

She smiled and nodded her head.

"Do you need help with the groceries?" Sarah asked when she walked in.

"No, we can handle it," I said quickly.

Jamia raised her eyebrows when she walked out. Thankfully she didn't say anything about it as she started to put away the groceries.

"I miss Daddy," I mumbled.

"He's only been gone for an hour," Jamia said.

Lindsey walked back out as she smiled.

"Your hand towels are so pretty," she said.

"You like them? I picked them out myself," I said.

"They're really pretty, you have such a pretty house," she said.

"Do you like to play pirates?" I asked.

Lindsey nodded and I smiled, taking her hand to pull her out to my playset. We climbed onto it and I giggled as I looked around.

"Look, there's an island," I said.

"I think that's where the treasure is buried," Lindsey said.

I nodded, steering the wheel of the ship.

"We have to get there before the other pirates do," she said. "They're gonna steal the treasure before we can get to it first."

"We can't let that happen!" I exclaimed.

She went to the little fake telescope and looked out.

"Uh oh, I see another ship coming, they're moving really fast!" She exclaimed.

I turned the boat steering wheel as the island got closer to us.

"We're almost there," I said. "I'm putting the ship onto top speed!"

We got to the island before the other ship and I gasped happily.

"Let's go!" I cheered.

We climbed down the side of the ship, wading through the water until we got to the sand.

"It should be buried right there," Lindsey said, looking at the old map in her hands.

I dropped to my hands and began digging through the sand, trying to find the treasure.

"Gerard!" Jamia shouted. "Stop digging in the flower garden!"

The fantasy world around me of a tropical island faded away as I was returned back to reality of my backyard and I looked down at the dirt on my hands and at Lindsey, who wasn't actually holding a map but actually a leaf.

"Frank won't be happy that you dug up his flowers," Jamia said.

He won't be happy with me? Maybe this is just what he needs to cheat on me.

"No!" I cried.

I ran over to her as I dropped onto my knees, clutching onto her skirt while I sobbed.

"Please don't tell him," I begged. "I was only playing! I promise I'll clean it up!"

"Gee, sweetheart, calm down," she said softly. "What's wrong?"

"You can't tell him or else he won't love me anymore," I whispered. "He already barely loves me already."

"What are you talking about? Are you crazy?" She asked. "Frank is head over heels for you."

"He isn't, he doesn't want me and he doesn't want the babies either," I said.

"Come here, Gee, stand up," Jamia said.

She helped me up to my feet as I sniffled.

"Gee, what's wrong? Can you talk to me?" She asked.

I shook my head, looking down.

"Why don't you think Frank wants to have the babies?" She asked.

I didn't say anything, I just shrugged.

"Gee--"

"Can I go back to playing with Lindsey?" I asked quietly.

Jamia gently wiped away my tears before she nodded.

"But I want to talk about this later," she said.

I nodded, going back to where Lindsey was on the swings waiting for me.

"Is she pregnant with your babies?" She asked.

I nodded. "She's our surrogate, she's the one who was my babysitter and we wanted to have our own kittens so she offered to mother them for us."

"That's really nice of her," she said. "I think that maybe when I'm older I want to have my own litter after I get married. Yeah, I think that'd be pretty nice. I don't want a big family, though, just a nice little one."

"I want a big family but Daddy told me we can't have a really big family," I said. "He said we can only have two litters at the most."

"How long until this litter is born?" She asked.

"Only a couple of weeks now," I said. "And then very soon we're gonna have four little kittens. We're naming them Lily, Miles, Cherry and Bandit."

"Those names are so cute," Lindsey said.

I nodded my head, swinging higher.

"Wanna have a swinging contest?" I asked. "Whoever can jump off the farthest wins."

She giggled and nodded and we both swung as high as we could before jumping off. We landed onto the soft grass and I giggled happily as we laid together.

"Look at that cloud!" I gasped, pointing up at the sky. "It looks like a little bunny!"

She smiled and nodded, pointing at another one.

"That looks like a walrus!" She cheered.

I giggled before I looked over at the mess on the ground and frowned.

"We have to go fix Daddy's flowers," I said.

I went over, kneeling down in the dirt to clean up the mess I had made, trying to fix his flowers. We finished and went inside to clean the mud up off of us.

"Gee, you're tracking mud all over the house," Sarah sighed.

I shut the bathroom door, sticking my tongue out when she couldn't see me anymore. Lindsey giggled as the two of us cleaned ourselves up in the sinks.

"Do you really think Daddy would do something with her?" I asked.

Lindsey nodded. "Without a doubt."

Well, Daddy won't let me fire her now but I guess I would just wait to have some reason to actually fire her.