Family Issues
CPOV
Ana and I had been living peacefully with our two children Teddy and Phoebe for twelve blissful years, and then Ted hit thirteen. Phoebe was still my baby girl, but it could only be a matter of time before she turned into an insolent pain. Teddy is very incessant that we call him Ted, because "he is a grown man!". Yet that didn't stop him from refusing to do his own laundry or clean up his own messes. Every single day Ana and I sent the kids to school, took a huge breath of relief, and then fretted over their return. Just this morning, Ted had told us that he wasn't coming home after school because he had to do, " stuff". This was followed by dodging of our questions, and a quick dash out the door. Ana had been worrying over it all day, while I had already let Taylor know that we would be following him after school to see what exactly he was up to. I was very concerned, because for the last month or two, he had been extremely secretive. His phone was always inside his hand and I don't think he could have spent less time with us if he tried. Every effort that Ana and I tried, was immediately shot down. My mind went to all of my normal lengths, including drug or alcohol use. I hoped that today, I would finally have the answers that I really needed. All I knew that the activities I got into when I was his age fucked me up royally, and I didn't want that to happen to my son. The time had come for Taylor and I to tail Ted and I was extremely nervous. I of course needed my answers, but I was very scared over what I may find.
I climbed in the car behind Taylor and directed him to the school. We stopped a hundred feet away from the door and watched him walk down the stairs, look over his shoulder and hurry away towards the city. My heart sunk a little bit lower every step closer we got to the part of the city notorious for drugs. Suddenly, though he veered quickly left and started over to a much more safe area. He stopped at a condo of sorts with no cars in front of it, absolutely no indication of anyone over eighteen anywhere near. The door opened and a girl around his age, raced to him, jumping into his arms and tangling a hand in his hair. My eyes must have jumped out of my head as I took in the sight in front of me. Teddy swung her around, planting a kiss on her that no thirteen, going on fourteen year old should be able to manage. I was too far away to hear what he said but it must have been funny because she threw her head back and laughed. He grabbed her hand and they walked back to the door and shut it behind them. I was torn between jumping out of the car and demanding answers, or biding my time to work this out the best way possible. The self control that Ana had taught me barely persevered and I directed Taylor back home to discuss our options. All I knew that there would be a whole hell of a lot of explaining to do.
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