TW for abuse (specifically spanking) x
Carter
I got off the phone with my best mate and jogged down the stairs. Phoebe and Jess were in the kitchen and Phoebe was trying to get Jess to eat her breakfast but it didn't seem to be happening.
"Hey Pheebs," I said going in. I put my hand on her back and kissed her cheek.
"I kiss toooo dwaddy?!" Jess cheered, kicking her legs in her high chair. I smiled slightly at her and shrugged.
"Are you going to eat your breakfast for mummy?"
She huffed and crossed her arms before giving Phoebe and I death glares.
"You know what Jess, you either feed yourself or you're not having anything. I'm done." Phoebe put down the fork, pushed out her chair and went into the other room. Jess whined and quickly flared her hands across her tray causing her pancakes to go all over my kitchen floor.
"Are you cleaning that up?" I asked. She shook her head and smacked the tray. She really woke up on the wrong side of bed today and I could see it was going to be an awfully long day.
I left Jess in her hair chair for a timeout before I bothered to try and reason with her and instead went to Phoebe. She had her feet up and was scrolling through her phone. I kissed her head and sat behind her, she leaned on me and kissed my lips.
"You're not working today are you? I've got my hands full with that monkey," she groaned, nodding her head in the direction of the very grumpy girl in the kitchen.
"Well. My friend just called me. He was wondering if his little and him could come over for a couple of hours. I didn't really want to turn that down," I explained, nervous for her answer.
"Oh. That's fine. When are they coming?" She asked, curling into my chest.
"Half two," I kissed her head and held her.
"Okay. Hopefully she would have napped and be in a better mood. I really can't be bothered with this behaviour today. She won't tell me what's wrong at all."
After nap time, Jess seemed to be in an even fouler mood than before. Phoebe seemed to have completely given up trying to keep her in check and was honestly just avoiding her. I, however, was not. We were currently playing tea parties and she'd been her bossy little self.
"Tea, sir?" She giggled, holding up a fake teapot.
"Oh yes please," I smiled and gave her my cup.
"No daddy. You did it wrong, I'm called madam." She huffed, throwing the teapot down and huffing off upstairs. I groaned, put my head in my hands and heard Phoebe laugh behind me.
"She's actually impossible," she smiled. Just then the door bell rang.
"Friends!" Jess screeched, charging down the stairs as I went into the hallway.
"Ah. Walk down. Don't run," I said, holding out my finger. She only continued running and went to bite my finger. I moved it away, rolled my eyes as Jess swung open the door. She's met Lily before at a few parties and they'd got on really well so it didn't surprise me when she dragged Lily straight to the living room to play. I greeted Tarken and offered him a beer in the kitchen.
Phoebe
Seeing Jess acting this way annoyed me to no end. She's been a brat all day and I had zero tolerance left. I'd tried getting her to write lines, she's been in and out of timeout all day and she's still not listening. She's on an earlier bed time, no sweets for a week and she's grounded from going to Ellie's or anyone's for two weeks yet I'm still getting little miss god damn brat! I hated it!
"Jess, play nicely," I warned as she took one of her stuffies from Lily. Lily was a cheeky minx too when she wanted to be but no where near this bad! She'd give a little comment or two but all littles did that. Jess did give the stuffie back but still ignored me. I could hear Carter and Tarken in the kitchen and I wanted to go there but I had to keep an eye on Jess. If not, I had no idea what she'd do. However, 10 minutes later, that plan went out of the window.
"Phoebe, come here a minute," Carter shouted for me. I went in and saw he had his arms open. I went to them and he started talking to Tarken about the holiday we had not long ago. I didn't know why he needed me but it felt nice to be held for a little while.
Yet, when the whines and the huffs picked up from the other room, I went through. Right as I reached the door, Jess pulled her hand back and slapped Lily square around the face.
"Jessica!" I shouted. I never ever raised my voice. She looked at me.
"Mummy!" She shouted back.
"Get yourself up them stairs right now young lady." I said. Voice still raised. She shook her head and carried on playing.
"Jessica. I'm serious. Get up them stairs before I put you up there myself."
"Do it. Don't threaten me," she growled, staring me down. I walked over, picked her up with ease and walked up stairs. I was done. Done. I could hear Lily crying to Tarken.
"Mama," Jess whined and wiggled in my arms.
"Don't even think about whining at me young lady. If anyone here should be upset it's Lily." I sat her down on her timeout chair in her room and she crossed her arms, scowling at me.
"You are going to stay here until I come get you. If I hear anything from up here- you're in worse trouble. Understand?" I tried to keep my voice gentle and understanding but my blood was boiling. That slap was horrendous and I'm embarrassed more than anything.
Jess didn't reply just huffed and turned into the corner whilst I went downstairs. Carter and Tarken were tending to Lily. Tarken was holding a cold cloth on her cheek as she sobbed into his chest. I sighed, ran my hand through my hair and walked to the kitchen. What was I supposed to do?
Carter
"Baby," I said as Phoebe walked away from Tarken, Lily and I. She sat in one of the chairs and was crying into her hands. I sat beside her and pulled her into my arms.
"Why would she do something like that?" She cried, turning into me.
"There's something going on with her, obviously," I replied, stroking her back.
"But she's not telling me! She won't tell me anything for Christ sake. I don't know how I can punish her anymore."
I took a deep breath and suggested something. "How about spanking her?"
She stopped crying suddenly and sat up. "Don't be stupid." She said simply before leaving the kitchen again. She went upstairs and I groaned. Well done me. I knew Jess struggled with spanking but what else was I supposed to suggest?
Phoebe
Why did he have to go and say that? I walked back to Jess, holding back tears and sat on the edge of her bed. I could hear her shuffling and sniffling as she cried in timeout and I wanted to help but I needed to do something.
"Mama, outie?" She whimpered. I looked at her and sighed. Her sad pouty eyes made my heartbreak.
"Darling, I can't," I choked. She sighed and stomped her little feet and I just sighed.
"Why?" She cried.
"You've been naughty. You need to stay there."
"Forevwer?" She whimpered. I chuckled a little and shook my head.
"Two more minutes. Can you do that?"
She shook her head but I pleaded at her with my eyes. "Otway."
"Good girl, that's my princess," I kissed her head and went to sit back down.
Two minutes later, I took her hand and we went to my bedroom. She sniffled as I walked her through.
"Go sit on the bed, angel." She did so and curled her legs underneath her. I went over to her supplies drawer and got out a nappy and a change of clothes. But before I could turn around, she began to sob. I turned around quickly, shocked at the change of tears.
"Baby?" I questioned, going over and pulling her into my lap.
"No spankin mama," she cried. I sighed and held her even tighter in my arms.
"No spanking baby. Ever. Mama wouldn't." And there was a perfectly good reason why I couldn't. She clung to me and cried and all I could do was hold her and try not to cry myself.
"I sowwy mama. I wanted to see if you would. I've been pushing you all day because I thought I wanted to see. I wanted you to but I didn't and I I I'm so sowwy mama please don't."
Now it made sense. I held her tighter and kissed her head over and over.
"Baby, can we move up the bed? Get comfier? Mummy wants to speak to you." I moved up the bed and pulled her into my arms.
"You no spank me den?"
"No princess. Mummy will never ever spank you. I couldn't do it."
"Why though? C cus I naughty so I nweed one?"
"Darling. I was spanked pretty much everyday for 17 years. There is no way I could even see you go through that pain. Never mind do it to you myself." I said quietly. I'd never told her about my dad- ever.
"Everyday?" She said, she looked up at me from my chest and I nodded softly. "By who? And why? Why would they do that?" I held her close to me and breathed in the scent of her hair.
"My dad did it. I don't know why he did. I suppose he wanted to keep his 'precious little brat' in check. I really don't know baby," I sighed and held her close. I felt her little arms wrap around my waist and her head buried into my neck.
"Is that why you don't talk about your dad?"
"That's exactly why I don't talk about my dad."
"Didn't your mum do anything? Or your brother?"
"No. Mum encouraged it where she could and my brother never got spanked. Maybe once but that's it."
"That's horrid. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I pushed you."
"Don't be. You didn't know. You do now though so I don't want to see this behaviour ever again- understood?" She nodded and snuggled into me more.
"Good girl. I love you more than anything."