Raising Jace || Rory & Liyah
Aaliyah smiled happily as she watched her baby boy Jace slam on the plastic table with his hands giggling with some apple sauce running down from the corner of his mouth. Aliyah rolled her eyes turning around to grab a paper towel from the counter before walking over to him, she wipes the substance away before kissing Jace’s head. She turned around to throw away the napkin before going in the fridge to grab a carton of orange juice. Jace was her son that she had at 17, he had beautiful curious chocolate brown eyes with a natural fuffly Mohawk of sandy brown hair. He was 9 months old and in those 9 months of raising him a lot had happened. Aaliyah and Rory (the father of Jace) had broken up, he moved out of her apartment, they dropped out of their final year of school, found new people, and didn’t communicate that much unless it was about Jace, usually Rory took him on the weekends and she was currently waiting for him right now. She sighed in frustration as she glanced over at the clock impatiently. Rory had his own key to her apartment so he would just waltz right in without needing to knock. Aaliyah pulled Jace out of the high chair and placed him on her hip as she got him a silly cup, pouring some sweet apple juice for him, humming softly.
