Wrong Path Part 3
Authors: Lynds and Claire
Author's Note: Hey thanks guys for all your feedback. This is yet again another short piece. This story is dedicated to Faith- Faith thank you for everything! Hope you enjoy this, and we want to thank; Court, Kyile, Kiosha, Mary, Magy, and everyone else that helped or sent us kind words about the story. Please send more feedback. Enjoy!
Summary: Part 1 and 2
Disclaimer: Right now we only own the few characters we've made up but the rest are DEK! Who doesn't deserve them AT ALL!!!!!
"Wrong Path" Part 3
Bobby opened the door to Lindsay's room. She was laying in the bed looking at her hands. She looked up at me and I smiled weakly at her.
"Hey Linds." She smiled, I could tell she was tired she was barely able to keep her eyes open.
"Hey." She answerd just above a whisper. I looked down at my son. My son. And I walked further into the room.He was still sleeping in my arms. I leaned over and gave Lindsay a kiss on her forehead and then sat in a chair next to her bed and Little Bobby burrowed deeper into my chest. "Thanks for taking care of him."
"Of course, he's my son afterall." She smiled.
"Yeah." I felt her eyes on me and after a couple minutes I looked up. "What?" She grinned and shook her head.
"You make a great dad Bobby." I smiled. Dad. What a word.
"I'm trying."
"You're a natural you don't have to try." I couldn't help but smile. We sat in silence for a while. Lindsay reached out for her son's hand and she closed her eyes holding his hand. I smiled, she was a great mother, she needed to get out of this. Why was she with him, what did I have to do to get her away from him? I knew I wouldn't let that bastard hurt her ever again. I felt the little boy shifting in my arms and I looked down only to see eyes that were an exact carbon of my own staring at me.
"Hey buddy." He looked up at me.
"Mommy?" He asked me and I turned my head towards Lindsay. His little head turned to see his mommy and then I felt him shaking in my arms. I looked down to see him crying. He crashed into my chest again crying harder.
"Shhhh.....hey, hey buddy. What's wrong? What's wrong sport?" Oh god, I didn't know how to be a dad and now I'm trying to learn how to be a dad who has a child that he can't control from crying. What am I going to do? Hand him to Lindsay? No, she's too weak, you can't be that bad. Uh....I can't sing, he'd cry harder, rock him? Can't hurt. I gently rocked Little Bobby back and forth and he wouldn't stop crying. Just than a nurse walked in. She walked to Lindsay but then saw the distraught look in my eyes and came to my aid."Let me take him for you." I handed him over to the nurse. I hope I didn't seem like I was trying to rid myself of the kid. He really was a cute thing. Well he was my son. I turned back to Lindsay who was laughing at me.
"Hey, I didn't know what else to do."
"Well you handled that well but when your son screams at a store you can't ship him off to a stranger."
"I know that." I tried acting tough and like I knew what I was talking about. Truth be I was totally clueless.
"I'm sure you do."
"I do, I just wanted to talk to you." I reached for her hand and kissed it. I noticed her flinch at my touch. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"I know that."
"Lindsay, the police are going to want to talk to you, me and Little Bobby soon." She shook her head.
"No, no, not my little boy, no." She had tears coming down. I stroked her cheek and wiped the tears away.
"Lindsay, he'll be okay, he's a tough kid."
"They'll hurt him."
"Nobody will hurt him." Just then I heard my son screaming. Both Lindsay and I turned to see the nurse trying to call him down.
"He hurt mommy, my mommy is hurt! I want mommy to be better!" He jumped down and ran over to me.
"Bobby, mommy hurt!" He pointed his little finger to Lindsay. I picked him up and sat him on the edge of Lindsay's bed. "Mommy, you have lot's of ouies." He leaned over and I watched him kiss his mommy's injuries, well the ones he could see.
"Yes, but mommy is going to be okay." Little Bobby cuddled into Lindsay's side and I sat there and just smiled. Lindsay was released 3 days later. The three of us had to make a statement. Little Bobby did so good talking to the police I was proud of him. We walked out of the hospital and into my car. I drove them both to my hotel room and we got upstairs and into my room. Little Bobby was jumping on one of the beds when he stopped and gasped loudly. Both Lindsay and I turned to see what was wrong.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Lindsay walked over to Little Bobby. The little boy sit down on the bed with an "umph"
"Mommy, gots to go back."
"Back where?"
"To home." I saw fear in her eyes.
"Why?" I asked my son, Lindsay looked frozen.
"Becuase I forgots Bubba." I looked to Lindsay who smiled.
"Bubba?"
"My stuffed monkey, mommy got him for me." I looked at Lindsay and smiled.
"Okay, we'll get Bubba and--" She was cut of by him again.
"And Mr. Tubbs, and Mr. Foo Wrinkles, and Mr. Beans, and Mr. Tubbles." I laughed at him.
"Is that it buddy?" My son looked at me and nodded.
"For now."
"Well, I'll go there and get them for you because you and mommy have to stay here.""Okay but get the right ones."
"I'll make sure your mommy tells me the right ones." He smiled and ran into my arms giving me a hug.
"Tank you!" I hugged him back and kissed his head. I stood up and grabbed my keys. "Linds, are you sure you're going to be okay here with him by yourself?"
"Yeah, we'll just watch TV and sit on the bed. Just hurry."
"I will. Call if you need me."
"I will." After getting very detailed descriptions of Bobby's stuffed animals I left and drove to her house. I went into his bedroom, Lindsay gave me a full outline of how to go about finding my way through the house. I grabbed his stuffed animals when my cell phone rang.
"Bobby Donnell."
"And his yellow blankey too please." I heard Lindsay's voice and smiled.
"Okay got it all. I'll see you in few minutes." I hung up and went downstairs quickly driving back to the hotel. As soon as I came in the door I saw Lindsay jump and then relax when she saw it was me. Little Bobby ran right into my arms, I thought because he liked me. HA! He saw Bubba.
"Bubba!!!!!!!!!" He ran and grabbed the stuffed animal from me. He toddled back over to the bed and sat talking to Bubba in baby talk. He was so cute and he was mine. I sat over on the bed next to Lindsay.
"How you feeling?"
"I'm okay, I'm sore and just worried about Bobby."
"Why?"
"Because he saw everything he watched the man who has raised him as his father beat me up." Lindsay started crying and I held her.
"Shh....He's a strong kid he'll be okay." Little Bobby was staring at us now and walked to the other bed we were on. He put a hand on his mommy's cheek.
"It's gonna be k mommy, Bobby helping us. I like Bobby better he nice to you." I smiled and looked as my son comforted his mother.
"I know sweetie, I know."
"I'm jus glad there no more Garret I glad he not daddy anymore." Then he started crying a little. Lindsay pulled him to her arms.
"What's wrong baby?" He looked at her.
"I don't hava daddy no more." Lindsay looked at me and I knew she was going to tell him. I nodded and stood up. "Where go Bobby?" The little boy asked.
"I forgot your blanket in the car I'm gonna grab it."
"Tay, thank you Bobby."
"You're welcome little man." I walked out the door and left Lindsay and my son in the room.
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"Hey buddy, you do have a daddy." He turned to me while still playing with Bubba's face.
"I do? But there no more Garret he hurt you." By now he had turned in my arms and was snuggled against me.
"I know that, well see. Everyone has a mommy and a daddy." He lifted his head.
"They do?"
"Yeah."
"How comes I don't know?" How am I going to explain this to a 2 1/2 year old? He's not going to understand.
"Because when a man and a woman love each other they decide they want a baby, that's where you came into the picture. Mommy had you because mommy and your daddy loved each other." Now I'm lying to my son, nice Lindsay. Well it wasn't *all* a lie.
"So Bubba has a daddy too?"
"Yes, Bubba has a daddy."
"Where is my daddy?"
"He's down in his car getting your blanket." He continued playing with Bubba and I knew he didn't understand but I said it anyways. "Bobby, do you remember when mommy told you the other day that Bobby and mommy used to be friends?" He nodded his head. "Well, when mommy and daddy were friends they loved each other, but it was a different kind of love. It wasn't love like your grandma and grandpa. Bobby and mommy loved each other like mommy and all the doctor's at her work. I loved them, but they were just my friends." She stopped again, she didn't know how to say this. "Mommy and Bobby thought we loved each other the way a man and a woman does, just like I told you."
"What happen? You didn't have baby so you was only friend." She rubbed his eyes, I knew he needed his nap.
"Well, that's where you came into mommy's life. See mommy and Bobby did have a baby." I saw him think and then smile.
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"So I have brover or sister?" He was getting excited.
"No, no, you don't have a bother or sister. The baby mommy and Bobby had was Little Bobby." He sat quiet and then looked at me.
"I'm Little Bobby."
"I know, you are the Little Bobby mommy and Bobby had."
"Me?" He was smiling again and I didn't know if he understood."
"That's right you."
"So you're mommy and Bobby is daddy?"
"Yup, that's right little man." He jumped up.
"Bobby is daddy!" He screamed and jumped on the bed. I smiled, I didn't know if he really understood the meaning of why hell I didn't know why, well I did but oh no Lindsay shut up before you confuse yourself. He knew Bobby was daddy and that's all that mattered. "Bobby's daddy!" Then he looked at Bubba and up at me again. "Can daddy be Bubba's daddy too?" I smiled, he finally had someone to call daddy.
"Of course. Come give mommy a hug." He ran into my arms hurting my bruises but I didn't care, my son was happy. I heard the front door open and looked up to see Bobby.
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I hoped they were done, I didn't think it could take too long so I took a deep breath and walked inside. I opened the door and was scared. It was quiet and I thought maybe she didn't tell him. Then I saw them, Lindsay hugging our son. Our son. He turned and looked at me and smiled.
"Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed running into my already open arms. I had bent down to his height and had my arms around him.
"Hey sport."
"Mommy said you're my daddy!" I looked to Lindsay and smiled big.
"That's right buddy I'm your daddy." Then he looked at me with his blue eyes and I almost cried.
"I love you daddy." I pulled him in my arms again.
"I love you too little man." And I held him tightly. My son.
Authors: Lynds and Claire
Author's Note: Hey thanks guys for all your feedback. This is yet again another short piece. This story is dedicated to Faith- Faith thank you for everything! Hope you enjoy this, and we want to thank; Court, Kyile, Kiosha, Mary, Magy, and everyone else that helped or sent us kind words about the story. Please send more feedback. Enjoy!
Summary: Part 1 and 2
Disclaimer: Right now we only own the few characters we've made up but the rest are DEK! Who doesn't deserve them AT ALL!!!!!
"Wrong Path" Part 3
Bobby opened the door to Lindsay's room. She was laying in the bed looking at her hands. She looked up at me and I smiled weakly at her.
"Hey Linds." She smiled, I could tell she was tired she was barely able to keep her eyes open.
"Hey." She answerd just above a whisper. I looked down at my son. My son. And I walked further into the room.He was still sleeping in my arms. I leaned over and gave Lindsay a kiss on her forehead and then sat in a chair next to her bed and Little Bobby burrowed deeper into my chest. "Thanks for taking care of him."
"Of course, he's my son afterall." She smiled.
"Yeah." I felt her eyes on me and after a couple minutes I looked up. "What?" She grinned and shook her head.
"You make a great dad Bobby." I smiled. Dad. What a word.
"I'm trying."
"You're a natural you don't have to try." I couldn't help but smile. We sat in silence for a while. Lindsay reached out for her son's hand and she closed her eyes holding his hand. I smiled, she was a great mother, she needed to get out of this. Why was she with him, what did I have to do to get her away from him? I knew I wouldn't let that bastard hurt her ever again. I felt the little boy shifting in my arms and I looked down only to see eyes that were an exact carbon of my own staring at me.
"Hey buddy." He looked up at me.
"Mommy?" He asked me and I turned my head towards Lindsay. His little head turned to see his mommy and then I felt him shaking in my arms. I looked down to see him crying. He crashed into my chest again crying harder.
"Shhhh.....hey, hey buddy. What's wrong? What's wrong sport?" Oh god, I didn't know how to be a dad and now I'm trying to learn how to be a dad who has a child that he can't control from crying. What am I going to do? Hand him to Lindsay? No, she's too weak, you can't be that bad. Uh....I can't sing, he'd cry harder, rock him? Can't hurt. I gently rocked Little Bobby back and forth and he wouldn't stop crying. Just than a nurse walked in. She walked to Lindsay but then saw the distraught look in my eyes and came to my aid."Let me take him for you." I handed him over to the nurse. I hope I didn't seem like I was trying to rid myself of the kid. He really was a cute thing. Well he was my son. I turned back to Lindsay who was laughing at me.
"Hey, I didn't know what else to do."
"Well you handled that well but when your son screams at a store you can't ship him off to a stranger."
"I know that." I tried acting tough and like I knew what I was talking about. Truth be I was totally clueless.
"I'm sure you do."
"I do, I just wanted to talk to you." I reached for her hand and kissed it. I noticed her flinch at my touch. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"I know that."
"Lindsay, the police are going to want to talk to you, me and Little Bobby soon." She shook her head.
"No, no, not my little boy, no." She had tears coming down. I stroked her cheek and wiped the tears away.
"Lindsay, he'll be okay, he's a tough kid."
"They'll hurt him."
"Nobody will hurt him." Just then I heard my son screaming. Both Lindsay and I turned to see the nurse trying to call him down.
"He hurt mommy, my mommy is hurt! I want mommy to be better!" He jumped down and ran over to me.
"Bobby, mommy hurt!" He pointed his little finger to Lindsay. I picked him up and sat him on the edge of Lindsay's bed. "Mommy, you have lot's of ouies." He leaned over and I watched him kiss his mommy's injuries, well the ones he could see.
"Yes, but mommy is going to be okay." Little Bobby cuddled into Lindsay's side and I sat there and just smiled. Lindsay was released 3 days later. The three of us had to make a statement. Little Bobby did so good talking to the police I was proud of him. We walked out of the hospital and into my car. I drove them both to my hotel room and we got upstairs and into my room. Little Bobby was jumping on one of the beds when he stopped and gasped loudly. Both Lindsay and I turned to see what was wrong.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Lindsay walked over to Little Bobby. The little boy sit down on the bed with an "umph"
"Mommy, gots to go back."
"Back where?"
"To home." I saw fear in her eyes.
"Why?" I asked my son, Lindsay looked frozen.
"Becuase I forgots Bubba." I looked to Lindsay who smiled.
"Bubba?"
"My stuffed monkey, mommy got him for me." I looked at Lindsay and smiled.
"Okay, we'll get Bubba and--" She was cut of by him again.
"And Mr. Tubbs, and Mr. Foo Wrinkles, and Mr. Beans, and Mr. Tubbles." I laughed at him.
"Is that it buddy?" My son looked at me and nodded.
"For now."
"Well, I'll go there and get them for you because you and mommy have to stay here.""Okay but get the right ones."
"I'll make sure your mommy tells me the right ones." He smiled and ran into my arms giving me a hug.
"Tank you!" I hugged him back and kissed his head. I stood up and grabbed my keys. "Linds, are you sure you're going to be okay here with him by yourself?"
"Yeah, we'll just watch TV and sit on the bed. Just hurry."
"I will. Call if you need me."
"I will." After getting very detailed descriptions of Bobby's stuffed animals I left and drove to her house. I went into his bedroom, Lindsay gave me a full outline of how to go about finding my way through the house. I grabbed his stuffed animals when my cell phone rang.
"Bobby Donnell."
"And his yellow blankey too please." I heard Lindsay's voice and smiled.
"Okay got it all. I'll see you in few minutes." I hung up and went downstairs quickly driving back to the hotel. As soon as I came in the door I saw Lindsay jump and then relax when she saw it was me. Little Bobby ran right into my arms, I thought because he liked me. HA! He saw Bubba.
"Bubba!!!!!!!!!" He ran and grabbed the stuffed animal from me. He toddled back over to the bed and sat talking to Bubba in baby talk. He was so cute and he was mine. I sat over on the bed next to Lindsay.
"How you feeling?"
"I'm okay, I'm sore and just worried about Bobby."
"Why?"
"Because he saw everything he watched the man who has raised him as his father beat me up." Lindsay started crying and I held her.
"Shh....He's a strong kid he'll be okay." Little Bobby was staring at us now and walked to the other bed we were on. He put a hand on his mommy's cheek.
"It's gonna be k mommy, Bobby helping us. I like Bobby better he nice to you." I smiled and looked as my son comforted his mother.
"I know sweetie, I know."
"I'm jus glad there no more Garret I glad he not daddy anymore." Then he started crying a little. Lindsay pulled him to her arms.
"What's wrong baby?" He looked at her.
"I don't hava daddy no more." Lindsay looked at me and I knew she was going to tell him. I nodded and stood up. "Where go Bobby?" The little boy asked.
"I forgot your blanket in the car I'm gonna grab it."
"Tay, thank you Bobby."
"You're welcome little man." I walked out the door and left Lindsay and my son in the room.
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"Hey buddy, you do have a daddy." He turned to me while still playing with Bubba's face.
"I do? But there no more Garret he hurt you." By now he had turned in my arms and was snuggled against me.
"I know that, well see. Everyone has a mommy and a daddy." He lifted his head.
"They do?"
"Yeah."
"How comes I don't know?" How am I going to explain this to a 2 1/2 year old? He's not going to understand.
"Because when a man and a woman love each other they decide they want a baby, that's where you came into the picture. Mommy had you because mommy and your daddy loved each other." Now I'm lying to my son, nice Lindsay. Well it wasn't *all* a lie.
"So Bubba has a daddy too?"
"Yes, Bubba has a daddy."
"Where is my daddy?"
"He's down in his car getting your blanket." He continued playing with Bubba and I knew he didn't understand but I said it anyways. "Bobby, do you remember when mommy told you the other day that Bobby and mommy used to be friends?" He nodded his head. "Well, when mommy and daddy were friends they loved each other, but it was a different kind of love. It wasn't love like your grandma and grandpa. Bobby and mommy loved each other like mommy and all the doctor's at her work. I loved them, but they were just my friends." She stopped again, she didn't know how to say this. "Mommy and Bobby thought we loved each other the way a man and a woman does, just like I told you."
"What happen? You didn't have baby so you was only friend." She rubbed his eyes, I knew he needed his nap.
"Well, that's where you came into mommy's life. See mommy and Bobby did have a baby." I saw him think and then smile.
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"So I have brover or sister?" He was getting excited.
"No, no, you don't have a bother or sister. The baby mommy and Bobby had was Little Bobby." He sat quiet and then looked at me.
"I'm Little Bobby."
"I know, you are the Little Bobby mommy and Bobby had."
"Me?" He was smiling again and I didn't know if he understood."
"That's right you."
"So you're mommy and Bobby is daddy?"
"Yup, that's right little man." He jumped up.
"Bobby is daddy!" He screamed and jumped on the bed. I smiled, I didn't know if he really understood the meaning of why hell I didn't know why, well I did but oh no Lindsay shut up before you confuse yourself. He knew Bobby was daddy and that's all that mattered. "Bobby's daddy!" Then he looked at Bubba and up at me again. "Can daddy be Bubba's daddy too?" I smiled, he finally had someone to call daddy.
"Of course. Come give mommy a hug." He ran into my arms hurting my bruises but I didn't care, my son was happy. I heard the front door open and looked up to see Bobby.
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I hoped they were done, I didn't think it could take too long so I took a deep breath and walked inside. I opened the door and was scared. It was quiet and I thought maybe she didn't tell him. Then I saw them, Lindsay hugging our son. Our son. He turned and looked at me and smiled.
"Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed running into my already open arms. I had bent down to his height and had my arms around him.
"Hey sport."
"Mommy said you're my daddy!" I looked to Lindsay and smiled big.
"That's right buddy I'm your daddy." Then he looked at me with his blue eyes and I almost cried.
"I love you daddy." I pulled him in my arms again.
"I love you too little man." And I held him tightly. My son.