"Jett." I turned, shocked to see him standing with his arms around Shai.
"Hey Knight, I thought I'd stop by to see my son."
"He's not yours." I muttered as I put the chicken in the oven.
"According to the law he is." He smirked and sat at the table as Shai came and stood next to me.
"What do you want?" Shailene asked.
"I haven't seen Samuel in a long time and I wanted to have a little….chat with you guys." He said.
"About what?"
"Anything. Congratulations…you look ginormous." Jett commented.
"Thanks." Shai gave a curt nod and I placed a hand on her bump.
"How many months?"
"3 and a half." I told him as Shai nodded.
"Do you want something to drink?" Shailene asked.
"I'd like a soda." He said as Shai went to the fridge, got the drink and gave it to Jett.
"So why are you really here?" I asked.
"My neighbor stopped by earlier. I heard Sam is stupid." Jett said and I wanted to punch him. He's not stupid.
"Mommy?" Sam said where he stood in the front of the kitchen.
"What's up baby?"
"I'm sorry for what I said before. I love you." He said as he ran to Shai and hugged her legs.
"It's okay. You have to understand where we're coming from though."
"Can you pick me up?" he asked as he raised his hands.
"Surely." Shai smiled and placed him on her hip.
"Be careful." I warned and Shai glared.
"I'm pregnant not disabled." She mumbled and that seemed to be her new catchphrase.
"What's he doing here?" Sam asked as he pointed at Jett.
"He wanted to come see you and talk to mommy and daddy." I explained and he nodded and I saw Shai wince as she shifted him on her hip.
"Let me take him." I told her and I gave her a knowing look as she blushed.
"Hey Samuel. How've you been?"
"fine." He whispered against my shirt, not even looking at Jett.
"I heard about your disability. Man that sucks."
"Bad word."
"I want to help you deal with the dyslexia so I've hired a tutor every Wednesday for you. Isn't that awesome?" Jett smiled and Sam looked at me as if asking for permission.
"Uhh…Jett we'll have to see because we're putting him in an afterschool program for art and music." Shailene explained. We had been discussing this because we've recently noticed that Sam was very rhythmic and could draw better than me.
"His education and development are more important than him being able to color inside the lines."
"I like to color." Sam whispered and I smiled at him.
"You're excellent at it."
"Samuel Henry Stetson!" Jett grabbed his attention.
"My last name is Lynch." Sam said strongly, finally looking at Jett.
"Whatever. You need to be smart, not artistic."
"I want to color."
"I don't care. No son of mine will be dumb."
"I'm not dumb." Sam said as his voice quivered.
"Yes you are. You can't read or write without messing up. You need to fix that." Jett said as he sipped his drink.
"Don't talk to my son like that." Shailene said as I felt my shirt get a little moist.
"He's my son too."
"I don't care. You don't care about him and you never have. You don't pay, you don't spend any time with him and you don't do a fucking thing! What kind of father are you? You're not! You never were and you never will be. You fucked up big time. I never want you to be alone with Sam or so help you God I will hunt you down and hurt you." Shailene seethed and I looked shocked.
"Don't talk to me like that you bitch."
"Don't you talk to me that way either. I'm superior to you when it comes to Samuel. He is my son; you're just a sperm donor. "
"I resent that."
"It's the fucking truth. Get out of my house, this conversation is over. Expect a call from my lawyer because you owe me a whole lot of money. OW!" Shai yelled and gripped her stomach. I quickly put Sam down and gripped her hands.
"You okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? Should I call an ambulance?" I asked.
"I'm fine. I just had a little cramp and my back is killing me."
"I think you should leave." I told Jett with a glare.
"This isn't over but I came over to drop this off." He threw an envelope down on the table and left the house. I picked up the envelope and gave a small smile.
"$500 bucks." I said and Shai nodded. I heard a sniffle and saw Sam was sitting on the floor crying.
"Baby what's wrong?" Shai asked as she kneeled as best as she could.
"I don't like him and you were scary." He whimpered and wiped some tears from his eyes.
"I'm sorry baby but mommy got angry. I'm sorry that I scared you."
"You used bad words."
"And I feel terrible that you had to hear that. You know not to use those words right?" she asked.
"Yeah, can I really take art classes or music classes next year?"
"Absolutely!" Shailene smiled.
"Can I take both?" he asked with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
"We can't afford that." Shailene told him sadly.
"Yes you can Samuel." I told him and Shai gave a small smile.
"What instrument do you want to play?" Shai asked and Sam placed his hand on his chin to think.
"I want to play…cello."
"Random." Shailene smiled and I nodded.
"You can absolutely play the cello and learn to paint and color. You can do whatever you want." I told him.
"Can I help paint the babies room?" Sam asked.
"That would be very fun." Shailene smiled.
"We have to clean it first but yes you can." I told him and he smiled the biggest smile I'd ever seen.
"I love you Daddy and mommy." He said and I helped Dani stand, picked Sam up and initiated a family hug.
"We love you too." Shai said as she linked her fingers with mine and placed it on her bump.
Hello! Please review and let me know what you think! I chose the cello because i play it=] I need help on deciding what happens next to when you review, tell me what you want to see!