Authors Note- A short little chapter that sort of pushes the whole Richard ordeal a little further. Take a read tell us what you think...you can even guess what you think will happen, or want to happen with the custody case. Also tell us how you think we're doing on the Carby relationship.
Sorry that we haven't updated in like 3 days, my bad...I've had somewhat of a crazy past couple of days but I'll make it up to you by posting at least one more chapter today and hopefully another one tomorrow!
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"Oh...I'm going to win!" I hear Bryce shriek in delight.
"No you don't-"
"Ah...HAHA! I won!" Bryce gets up and does a little victory dance around Carter, who laughs. "I'm going to help your mom." He says walking over to help me, little does he know I've already finished. "Need help?" He asks sitting down at the table. Way to help Carter. What a guy. "Just serve your plate and we will start to eat." I smile at him. Bryce walks over to us smiling. "Don't even." I say before he can make another one of his remarks. He just laughs, as I hand him his dinner. "Next time I say we have pizza." He says taking a bite of Chicken. "Quit complaining and eat up." Carter says sitting next to him. They both start to eat and I sit across from Bryce. "So when's the wedding?" Bryce asks looking at us both.
"We're already married." Carter jokes. Bryce laughs at his comments. I hear a noise at the door so I turn my head, Carter notices this and looks towards the door also. Then someone knocks, which is weird because they usually have to buzz up. "I'll get it." I say walking towards the door. I open it up and see Richard standing in front of me.
"Richard." I say shocked and frightened.
"Where's Bryce?" He spits bitterly.
"We're eating Richard!" I say as confident as possible. He tries to look in the apartment, but I shut the door. He stops it with his foot opening it up. He sees Carter and gets angry. "Whose he Bryce's replacement dad?" He yells.
"Richard get out. We can discuss this another time!" I say firmly trying to push him out of my apartment. "I will get custody of Bryce I promise you that." He says looking at me.
"No you won't! You don't want him. You just want to hurt me, so get the hell out of my apartment." I screech near tears. Carter walks over, "Hey, why don't you just leave." He says calmly. "Why don't you. That's my kid." Richard retorts.
"Look, you can settle this in court, now you're just scaring Bryce." Carter gets a little more angry. "Look... I don't know who the hell you are but that is my kid and mark my word he will be in my custody before the end of the year." With that he leaves. I can feel the tears falling down my cheeks and look over to see a blurred vision of my son running towards his bedroom. I can feel Carter pull me into his arms. "Shh....Don't worry." He whispers sweetly into my hair. "I can't loose him John." I say pulling away.
"I know and you won't we will make sure of it." He says leaning down and kissing me lightly on the lips. "I have to go talk to Bryce." I wipe the tears away heading towards the bedroom. I open the door and my son's face is in his pillow. I walk towards the bed and sit down. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." I rub his back and feel how hot he is.
"I just I wanted it to go away, I didn't want you to worry."
"I know." He says sitting up. His face is tear stained. "I just- I hate him. I don't want to live with him, I want to stay here with you." He leans in for a hug and I give him one. "Bryce your not going any where." I reassure him.
"Promise."
"Of course." He looks at me and tries to smile, but I know he is really hurting. I play with his hair. "They have a better chance don't they?" he says breaking our family moment.
"Bryce-"
"Mom, I don't want you to lie to me." He says firmly.
"Well there are two parents, and uh- he has more money. But we have spent all these years together, and um- he doesn't know you like I do. He went years without seeing you. Please don't worry."
"Why don't you marry Carter." He suggests. I get up and walk out of his room.
"Well if you-" I turn around and cut him off.
"Bryce I love you, more then anything or one in the world but it wouldn't work not now. I am going to get you without being married or rich." I say firmly.
"Okay, and if you don't I'll just run away." I pull him into another hug.
"You won't have too." We both walk towards the living room and see Carter channel surfing. "I'm going to go into my room and watch Television." Bryce says looking up at me. "Okay," I pull him into another hug.
"Mom, you should hug Carter- He's your boyfriend." I laugh at Bryce. I'm not sure if Carter is my boyfriend, but it seems to bring Bryce some comfort. I walk towards him. He is sitting on the couch with one arm stretched out over the top of the couch. I snuggle up to him, and he brings his stretched out arm around me. "He okay?" he murmurs.
"No, but he will be when all this is over." I say leaning up for a kiss, he obliges.
"Thanks." I say pulling away. He smiles at me, we both look over at the bedroom.
"I wish." I say laughing. He laughs with me.
"We are taking it nice and slow." He says kissing me again.
I pull away and we watch the TV for awhile. "Hey how about we go on a date?" Carter says out of the blue. "I mean we haven't actually been on one, just the two of us..." He starts but before he can finish I interject. "That sounds great." He smiles and seems "We are taking it nice and slow." He says kissing me again.
I pull away and we watch the TV for awhile. "Hey how about we go on a date?" Carter says out of the blue. "I mean we haven't actually been on one, just the two of us..." He starts but before he can finish I interject. "That sounds great." He smiles and seems somewhat relieved. I lean up and kiss him a bit more our hands roaming, I can feel his move down my body, "HEY, HEY! Let's PG 13 this a little bit. Our you can keep going, I mean if you finish this I could have a baby brother by my next birthday, well a little before early birthday present." We both look at him and he has his signature smile on, oh I can tell this is going to be a problem. "If you don't quit interfering it will just be us and your baby brother." I joke back. He laughs and grabs his water leaving Carter and I to our fun. Oh and it is fun.
Sorry that we haven't updated in like 3 days, my bad...I've had somewhat of a crazy past couple of days but I'll make it up to you by posting at least one more chapter today and hopefully another one tomorrow!
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"Oh...I'm going to win!" I hear Bryce shriek in delight.
"No you don't-"
"Ah...HAHA! I won!" Bryce gets up and does a little victory dance around Carter, who laughs. "I'm going to help your mom." He says walking over to help me, little does he know I've already finished. "Need help?" He asks sitting down at the table. Way to help Carter. What a guy. "Just serve your plate and we will start to eat." I smile at him. Bryce walks over to us smiling. "Don't even." I say before he can make another one of his remarks. He just laughs, as I hand him his dinner. "Next time I say we have pizza." He says taking a bite of Chicken. "Quit complaining and eat up." Carter says sitting next to him. They both start to eat and I sit across from Bryce. "So when's the wedding?" Bryce asks looking at us both.
"We're already married." Carter jokes. Bryce laughs at his comments. I hear a noise at the door so I turn my head, Carter notices this and looks towards the door also. Then someone knocks, which is weird because they usually have to buzz up. "I'll get it." I say walking towards the door. I open it up and see Richard standing in front of me.
"Richard." I say shocked and frightened.
"Where's Bryce?" He spits bitterly.
"We're eating Richard!" I say as confident as possible. He tries to look in the apartment, but I shut the door. He stops it with his foot opening it up. He sees Carter and gets angry. "Whose he Bryce's replacement dad?" He yells.
"Richard get out. We can discuss this another time!" I say firmly trying to push him out of my apartment. "I will get custody of Bryce I promise you that." He says looking at me.
"No you won't! You don't want him. You just want to hurt me, so get the hell out of my apartment." I screech near tears. Carter walks over, "Hey, why don't you just leave." He says calmly. "Why don't you. That's my kid." Richard retorts.
"Look, you can settle this in court, now you're just scaring Bryce." Carter gets a little more angry. "Look... I don't know who the hell you are but that is my kid and mark my word he will be in my custody before the end of the year." With that he leaves. I can feel the tears falling down my cheeks and look over to see a blurred vision of my son running towards his bedroom. I can feel Carter pull me into his arms. "Shh....Don't worry." He whispers sweetly into my hair. "I can't loose him John." I say pulling away.
"I know and you won't we will make sure of it." He says leaning down and kissing me lightly on the lips. "I have to go talk to Bryce." I wipe the tears away heading towards the bedroom. I open the door and my son's face is in his pillow. I walk towards the bed and sit down. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." I rub his back and feel how hot he is.
"I just I wanted it to go away, I didn't want you to worry."
"I know." He says sitting up. His face is tear stained. "I just- I hate him. I don't want to live with him, I want to stay here with you." He leans in for a hug and I give him one. "Bryce your not going any where." I reassure him.
"Promise."
"Of course." He looks at me and tries to smile, but I know he is really hurting. I play with his hair. "They have a better chance don't they?" he says breaking our family moment.
"Bryce-"
"Mom, I don't want you to lie to me." He says firmly.
"Well there are two parents, and uh- he has more money. But we have spent all these years together, and um- he doesn't know you like I do. He went years without seeing you. Please don't worry."
"Why don't you marry Carter." He suggests. I get up and walk out of his room.
"Well if you-" I turn around and cut him off.
"Bryce I love you, more then anything or one in the world but it wouldn't work not now. I am going to get you without being married or rich." I say firmly.
"Okay, and if you don't I'll just run away." I pull him into another hug.
"You won't have too." We both walk towards the living room and see Carter channel surfing. "I'm going to go into my room and watch Television." Bryce says looking up at me. "Okay," I pull him into another hug.
"Mom, you should hug Carter- He's your boyfriend." I laugh at Bryce. I'm not sure if Carter is my boyfriend, but it seems to bring Bryce some comfort. I walk towards him. He is sitting on the couch with one arm stretched out over the top of the couch. I snuggle up to him, and he brings his stretched out arm around me. "He okay?" he murmurs.
"No, but he will be when all this is over." I say leaning up for a kiss, he obliges.
"Thanks." I say pulling away. He smiles at me, we both look over at the bedroom.
"I wish." I say laughing. He laughs with me.
"We are taking it nice and slow." He says kissing me again.
I pull away and we watch the TV for awhile. "Hey how about we go on a date?" Carter says out of the blue. "I mean we haven't actually been on one, just the two of us..." He starts but before he can finish I interject. "That sounds great." He smiles and seems "We are taking it nice and slow." He says kissing me again.
I pull away and we watch the TV for awhile. "Hey how about we go on a date?" Carter says out of the blue. "I mean we haven't actually been on one, just the two of us..." He starts but before he can finish I interject. "That sounds great." He smiles and seems somewhat relieved. I lean up and kiss him a bit more our hands roaming, I can feel his move down my body, "HEY, HEY! Let's PG 13 this a little bit. Our you can keep going, I mean if you finish this I could have a baby brother by my next birthday, well a little before early birthday present." We both look at him and he has his signature smile on, oh I can tell this is going to be a problem. "If you don't quit interfering it will just be us and your baby brother." I joke back. He laughs and grabs his water leaving Carter and I to our fun. Oh and it is fun.