Nine.

Louis POV.

I just got so angry, so angry, my mother came from work while mommy was driving home. She just started yelling at me for no reason, simple yelling and screaming.

I had enough from her and went upstairs to my room, Mommy Rebbeca had to call just then. She saw me yelling and crying, I don't know how to let my anger out, this is the only way.

When she asked what's wrong, my emotion crashed, they all did and I started to cry, sobbed my heart out. I just wanted hugs and cuddles, but mommy was too far away to cuddle and hug me. I just felt like shit and I had to take my onesie off, this is the one she got me, it had her smell on it.

After my bath, I came to bed in my own PJ, I got under the covers with a big pout, I wanted my onesie back. She raised a brow at my pouty face, she was now in only a loose T-shirt and no make up, her hair in a messy messy bun, not the fashionably messy, this one was really messy.

"I wanna onesie" I pout making her coo at me.

"I'll get you some ext