Chapter 3

Malarie's POV

Sunday

I felt my bed slightly dip as I was still sleeping peacefully, not caring whatsoever. There was slight  movement, making me groan. I felt hands... small hands at that. They were hitting my face, multiple times. Along with sound of giggling. I push their hands away, turning around to face the wall. As soon as I did that, I hear whining and my nickname being called. I instantly wake up, turning my body back around- to be met with those beautiful blue eyes I so much adore. Baby Albert.

"Malawiee." He whines, making grabby hands at me. "Hi baby Albert. How are you buddy?" Cooing, I pick his small body up, kissing all over his face.

"Goo. Malawiee eat eat." He mumbles in his strange baby language. "Yes cutie, you want to eat eat?" I rock him back and forth in my arms, still listening to what he's saying.

I don't understand none of his baby gibberish, but I just respond with "uh huh" or "yes baby". He's absolutely adorable with his chubby cheeks, and curly hair. We continue to snuggle, along with talking to one other. My brother Jaden came in, telling me to get ready for church. I almost forgot its Sunday. My family and I try to go to church every Sunday as much as we can.

Today is a special Sunday for all of us- Albert's christening is today. It's even better, because my brother Greg came home from the military last week. Along with my sister who came home as well. I was so excited to see them both! We are all finally together!

"Hey Malarie, mama said come down for breakfast." My sister Emmy informs me, coming into our room. "Okay, thanks Em. You heard that Albert, it's time to eat eat." I chuckle, getting up from my bed, to head on down the stairs.

"Yay, yay." He claps happily, giggling in my arms.

Making it to the kitchen, I see my family shuffling around, trying to get a seat at the table. I place Albert in his highchair, between my mom and I. Taking my seat as well, I glance down at my already made plate. My favorite breakfast meal. Eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes, biscuits, and freshly washed strawberries! I told you today is a special day. My mom only cooks like this when we are celebrating something. We all grabbed each other's hands, praying over our meal.

"So how's senior year, Rainbow? And what's the deal with you Mr. I'm a Sophomore now? I've missed you guys so much." My brother Greg asks, Jaden and I. Not being able to control my laugh. I bust out laughing, at the nickname he gave me when I was younger.

He says the reason he calls me Rainbow, is having to do with my eyes always change colors, whenever he sees me.

"Senior year is pretty cool, although I have lots of homework every day. And I miss you too big bro." I respond, drinking some of my yummy orange juice. "Yeah bruh, sophomore year is the bomb. I was so fed up with being a freshman last year... or like a couple of months ago." Jaden responds, eating one of his many sausages.

"That's good, keep them grades up so I can see you two graduate like me, and big head over here." He smiles at Jaden and me, but not before thumping Jessa's head.

"Ow Greg that freaking hurt!" She hits his arm. Might I add pretty hard, but it didn't faze him one bit. "Hey cut that out, Albert is looking at you two like you're crazy." Dad scolds playfully.

That only made us laugh. Seeing baby Albert's surprised face, with his little mouth hanging open. We continue to eat our breakfast, catching up on everyone's priorities in life. Once we all had finished eaten, we got dressed to go to church. I decided to ride with my dad, mom, and Albert, in my Daddy's new 2015 BMW 228 I. Man his car is so nice, I asked him if he could get me one for my 18th birthday. But he said why should I get a car if I didn't even know how to drive yet. He's so mean, I'm just kidding he's the best dad in the whole world. He's funny, hardworking, family oriented, and gives the best hugs yet.

Jessa, Jaden, and Emmy decided to ride in my brother's Porsche. As my dad was starting the car up- I couldn't help but see a familiar Black Audi, parked across the street from my house. I didn't think nothing of it, but I've seen the same car, more than usual lately. I can't see whose inside, due to their windows being tented. I will for sure bring this up to my dad, after church today. Just to be on the safe side. Although the car doesn't look like a threat to anyone. But you never know.

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"Albert Ruben Banks, I baptize you. And with that church is dismissed, everyone have a blessed Sunday." Our pastor dismisses all the church goers,  letting church out. "Wow buddy you just got baptized, are you happy?" My daddy holds Albert in his arms, walking out the sanctuary. "No." He giggles.

That means yes to him. Albert is in that stage where everything is 'no'. You could ask him if he was hungry, and he would still say no. Even though he means yes. He's also in that terrible two's phase- he's such a busy baby at times. It's either him playing in the toilet, or him pulling down all the DVD's we have in our living room.

"Mom? Dad?" I call from the backseat of the car. "Hm?" They both answer in unison. This is my time, to let them know about the mysterious car.

"Have you noticed that an all-black car, has been parked across the street from our house recently?" I roll down my window, letting some air in. "No, not at all. When did you see this honey?" My mom questions, turning around in her chair, looking at me.

"What? When did you see this car, and why didn't you tell us?" Dad adds, stopping at a red light. "I first saw it there about a month ago. I didn't think anything of it, I just assumed that the neighbors had family staying over. But then I started to notice that the car would be gone during the daytime, but come back at night." I ramble off, not taking a breath to breathe.

"When was the last time you saw the car, in the daytime?" Dad asks sternly, all while staring at me through the rearview mirror. T-this morning." I swallow loudly, stuttering over my words.

"Don't be nervous sweetie. We'll call Nevada sheriff's department, to check it out once we get home." Mom assures me, giving me one of her sweet smiles. "Okay." Gulping loudly, I  look out my window, for the rest of the ride home.

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We made it back home, within no time. As soon as we stepped inside our house, my mother had immediately called the police, to let them know of our situation. They came and checked things out, telling us everything seemed fine. I tried to tell them the mysterious car comes later on at night, but they wouldn't listen. One officer even said it was all in my head, and that I was seeing things. How could a person in the line of duty, not believe a person when it comes to something like this?

I was so hurt and upset, to the point where I stayed in my room during dinner. Just lying down watching TV. Then when TV got boring to watch, I decided to do all my homework. I just can't quite understand, how the cops could think I was lying. Especially about someone outside my house- possibly watching us every night. I decided I really wanted some candy, and some other yummy snacks. I got out of bed, put on my shoes, and grabbed my wallet. Proceeded down the stairs to the living room, where everyone was at watching a Kevin Hart comedy.

"You okay Rainbow?" Greg looks up at me concerned. "Yes I'm fine. Just a bit tired that's all." I smile lightly, not wanting to talk.

"Okay then, baby sis." He chuckles, focusing his attention back on the television screen. "Mom, I'm going to the corner store to get myself some candy." I tell my mom, putting on my sweater. "Alone?" She questions, getting up from the couch.

"Uh yeah, is that okay?" I shift on my feet, looking back at her worried face. "I don't know-" She starts, but I cut her off.

"Mom please, I just want to have some snacks, please?" I whine cutting her off. "Oh fine go ahead. But baby, please hurry on back." She still wears the worry in her face.

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