June
1930 hours, July 10.
Ruby Sector, Los Angeles.
10 years, that's how long it's been since I last saw Day. There are many things I regret doing, meeting him is not one of them, even if they were for the wrong reasons.
"Mommy," says a small voice.
I glance down at my son, Metias; another thing I don't regret.
"Yes hon?"
"What do you want for your birthday?"
I'm not surprised by his question; ever since he was seven, he's been a lot more attentive to my well-being. A trait he got from his father, no doubt.
I ruffle his silky dark hair, "Same thing as every year."
He frowns. "Is he ever going to see you?"
If he ever remembers.
"Probably not."
Metias turns and glares at nothing in particular, I know he hates not being able to do anything. If he had his way, he would go to Antarctica and drag the person I've been wanting a talk with to here. Seeing him care so much brings a small smile to my face.
"Come on kiddo, it's time for bed. You've got school tomorrow; after that, you and I will go to Aunty Tess's for some cake."
He doesn't look happy as I usher him to his room but he does it anyway. I tuck him in and kiss him good night. Yeah, I don't regret having Metias.
I regret not telling his father about him.
A/N: Hello people of earth! You people have no idea who I am because my other stories are pretty much scattered through out the website instead of sticking to three-ish (achieves) like I see most people do and are very few, mostly because I have no idea what to write anymore. However I knew that sometime I wanted to write a story with a pregnancy/child involved (I somehow found those to be adorable) and this story gave me a perfect opening. Anyway, could someone suggest a better cover pic? The one I'm using is the best I could find. REVIEW! I love hearing what you have to say!