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Coping With Two Homes:
Chapter 4: Moving
Brian looked at Chris strangely then handed him the phone.
"Mom," Brian said to the confused look on Chris's face.
"Hello?" Chris said with a sigh.
"Chris, we need to talk. Meet me at the Coffee
house tonight at six. Bye," Bianca said in one breath quickly, then clicked off the phone.
Chris sighed and hung up the phone.
Leo looked at him with concern. "Chris, what's wrong? What'd she want?"
"She wants to talk at the coffee house at six," Chris said, sitting down.
Leo looked disapprovingly at Chris and orbed out.
Brian watched Leo orb out then sat next to Chris.
"Well, maybe it's a good thing she wants to talk," Brian said, staring at the floor, trying to convince himself more than Chris.
"Doubtful," Chris said, also staring at the floor.
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"Chris! Finally! You're late!" Bianca said, sitting at an outside table at the Coffee House at 6:30.
"Sorry if I have a life," Chris spat, sitting next to her.
"Touchy, touchy. I guess I divorced you for more than just one reason," Bianca said, motioning for the waiter to come over.
"What would you two fine folks like this evening?" the waiter asked politely, obviously forcing his smile.
"I'll have a Tripe Chocolate Mocha Latte," Bianca said, smiling sweetly at the waiter, but telling him with her eyes to speed up the process a bit.
"And what would you like, sir?" the waiter asked Chris.
"Huh? Oh. Uh, nothing, thanks," Chris said, staring at the table.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Christopher!" Bianca said, slapping his arm playfully. "I'm buying! Order something! You're making me feel like a horrible ex-wife!"
Chris looked up at her, glaring. "You are a horrible ex-wife."
Bianca looked a little shocked. "Now, Christopher, don't make a scene." She turned to the waiter. "He'll have a White Chocolate Mocha."
Chris stopped glaring and smiled a bit. "I can't believe you still remember my favourite after five years, Bianca. That's something."
"It's me," Bianca replied cheerfully. "Of course I remembered!"
The waiter looked bored. "Would you two like anything else?"
"No. That's quite alright," Bianca said, smiling, then the waiter walked off.
Chris leaned towards her over the table. "Why did you want to meet me here, Bianca?"
Bianca smiled. "I already told you. To talk."
"I'm serious," Chris said coldly.
Bianca took her time to smooth out her napkin on the table then looked up at Chris. "I want to discuss Brian."
"What about him?" Chris said, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
"I want full custody of him," Bianca said matter-of-factly.
Chris actually smiled a bit. "You know that's never going to happen, because I'm never going to let it."
"I'm prepared to take you to court, Christopher," Bianca said, leaning over to table. "I have all my facts straight, and I have all the evidence to prove that I can raise him better than you can."
Chris's eyes became pleading. "Bianca, please. You can't do this to me."
"I can and I will. Chris, you have a huge family that loves you! I don't have anyone!"
"Well, you know what, Bianca?! That's your own fault!" Chris yelled, standing up.
"It is so not my fault!" Bianca yelled back, also standing up. "Is all yours! You're the one who kept almost getting killed! I just couldn't stay with a man like that! And if you don't give me my son, I'll take him from you in court!"
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"Now?" Brian asked Leo.
Brian, Leo, and Wyatt(2) were spying on Bianca and Chris from behind some bushes outside the Coffee House.
Leo nodded, but Wyatt shook his head.
"And why not?" Leo asked Wyatt, who was watching Bianca and Chris with interest.
"This is better than wrestling!" Wyatt said, smiling at Leo.
Leo rolled his eyes, pushed Wyatt, and walked over to Bianca and Chris.
"What'd I do?" Wyatt asked Brian as they followed Leo.
"Dude, those are my parents," Brian said, pushing Wyatt and walking ahead of him.
"I won't let you take him from me, Bianca!" Chris yelled.
"I won't let you keep him from me, Chris!" Bianca yelled back.
Leo reached the table.
"Now, I'm sure there is some kind of solution to this problem that doesn't involve yelling at each other in a coffee shop," he said, forcing the two back into their seats.
"Dad, what the hell are you doing here?!" Chris yelled in disbelief.
"Now, is that anyway to talk in front of your son?" Wyatt asked, pointing to Brian.
"You two are here, too? That's great. Just great," Chris said, leaning back in chair.
Bianca smiled at Brian. "Hi, sweetie. We were just calming talking about you."
" 'Calmly'?" Brian asked, raising his eyebrows.
"I have an idea. Why don't we let Brian decide?" Chris asked, leaning forward in his chair.
"Because-"
"Because you know he'll pick me over you," Chris said, raising his eyebrows.
Bianca glared at him for interrupting her. "Because he's only 15. He doesn't know what's best for himself like we do."
"You know what, Bianca? You're just a load of crap," Chris said, standing up. "And I'm leaving.
"But you haven't even drunken your Mocha yet," Bianca whined, motioning to the coffee that the waiter had brought while they were fighting.
Chris grabbed the steaming hot Mocha, walked over to Bianca, and poured it on her head.
"That's okay. I don't want it. I'd prefer you have it instead," Chris said with a smirk, turning to leave.
Bianca quickly spun him around.
"You asshole!" Bianca screamed, grabbing her Latte and pouring it over Chris's head.
"You bitch!" Chris yelled, punching her in the face.
Bianca grabbed her nose, then kicked Chris in the kneecap.
Chris grabbed his knee and then tackled Bianca.
"Uh . . ." Wyatt said, watching the two. "Think we should do something?"
Leo grabbed Chris while Brian grabbed Bianca.
"Dad, let me go so I can beat the shit out of her!" Chris yelled, struggling to get free.
"Chris, calm down!" Leo yelled back, holding onto him tighter.
"I'm taking you to court, Christopher! And that's a promise!" Bianca yelled, breaking free of Brian's hold and storming over to her car.
The waiter rolled his eyes and sighed. "I knew those two were going to be trouble from the moment I heard the word 'ex'."
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A few weeks later was the court date that Bianca's lawyer had set.
Chris hopped to the door, pulling his shoe on.
"Brian, hurry up or we're going to be late!" he yelled, pulling on his other shoe.
Brian ran down the stairs and accidentally slammed into Leo, who was walking out of the kitchen.
"Sorry, Grandpa!" Brian yelled, running out the door.
"I'll walk you to your car, Chris," Leo said, walking out the door after his son.
Chris looked back at him. "Aren't you gonna come?"
Leo smiled apologetically. "I can't. I got some stuff to do Up There. But your mother, your aunts, and your brother will be down later."
Chris nodded. "I understand," he said, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice.
"I'll tell you what. I'll go to the trial until I have to go, then I'll come straight back afterwards. Is that okay?" Leo asked hopefully.
"Dad, you can't just walk in and out in the middle of court," Chris said, rolling his eyes.
Leo shrugged, unable to think of anything else.
"Dad, I really want you to be there," Chris said pleadingly.
Then the two heard a jingle.
"I got to go, Chris. But I promise you I'll try to make it," Leo said before orbing out.
Chris sighed and got in the car.
Brian chuckled. "Dad, you look funny in a suit."
Chris rolled his eyes and started the car.
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Leo quickly ran into the court room, knowing that he barely made it, not even being able to go home to change.
Chris looked back and smiled at him from the front of the room.
Bianca also looked back at him, and frowned, turning back to her lawyer.
Leo quickly walked up to Chris.
"You made it!" Chris said, a joyful glint in his eyes.
Leo smiled. "Yeah. But just barely."
"The important thing is that you're here," Piper said, walking up to the two.
Leo and Chris nodded.
Brian held out his hand to Leo. Leo just stared at it.
Brian grabbed Leo's hand, rolling his eyes, and pulled him into one of those guy hugs. (AN: Those annoy me so much! It's like guys don't know how to hug or something!)
Leo looked at him strangely.
"What?" Brian asked, confused. "I know you're old, but you can't be that old."
"Well that's so nice," Chris said, smiling.
Bianca walked over. She looked Chris up and down with obvious dislike.
"Ready to lose . . . honey?" she asked, smirking viciously.
"I'd say you have it backwards . . . sweetie," Chris said, smirking just as vicious, if not more.
Bianca stopped smirking, rolled her eyes, and walked back over to her lawyer.
"Are you nervous?" Piper asked, concerned for her son.
Chris sighed and looked at the floor. Then he looked back up at Piper.
"Can't say I'm not," Chris said, glancing at Brian.
"Well, you know, if the child's over 13, who they say they want to live with counts for a lot in these kind of cases," Brian pointed out. "And I'd rather die than live with mom."
Chris rolled his eyes.
"You're going to make him feel like the only reason you want to live with him is because you don't want to live with your mother," Leo said, smiling.
"That's not true!" Brian said, rolling his eyes. "Dad's a cool dad."
Chris blushed a bit and rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious!" Brian said, smiling.
The judge started to walked in and everyone rushed to their seats.
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"What the judge ruled is worse than you just living with your mother!" Chris yelled in anger while he helped Brian pack after they got back.
"Dad, not really. I mean 5 months with her a year. I'll live," Brian said, throwing a shirt into the suitcase.
Chris looked disapproving. Then he grabbed the shirt out, folded it, and put it nicely into the suitcase.
Brian rolled his eyes.
"Brian, she's moving to Florida!" Chris yelled.
"Hey, that mean I'll have a home in Florida, and a home in California!" Brian said, forcing a smile, knowing very well that Chris would be able to see right through it.
"Wouldn't you rather just stay in California, though?" Chris asked, zipping up the suitcase and sitting down on the bed.
"Of course. I love it here. You're here. Everyone else is here. But that's not an option, Dad. I wish it was, I really do, but it's not," Brian said, grabbing out another suitcase from the top of his closet. He turned back to Chris and smiled. "Plus, I get to stay here for 7 months in a year. I get to spend more time with you than mom!"
Chris smiled a bit and looked down at the floor. "Yeah. I guess you're right."
Leo walked in. "How's packing going?"
Brian frowned and looked at Chris. "Not so great."
Leo nodded and sat next to Chris on the bed.
Chris looked up at Leo and smiled weakly. "Hey."
"Chris, I know this is going to be really hard for you, but just know I'm always here, okay?" Leo asked, looking into Chris's eyes.
Chris nodded and looked back down at the floor.
Brian dropped the suitcase on the bed.
"But, you know, there is another bad thing about moving to Florida with mom," Brian said thoughtfully, leaning on the wall.
Chris looked up at him. "And what's that?" he asked.
"I don't get to have a relationship with you like you have with Grandpa," Brian said softly, looking down at the ground.
Chris and Leo glanced at each other, then back at Brian.
"And what kind is that?" Leo asked.
Brian looked up at him. "You're joking, right?"
Leo smiled and shook his head.
"Brian, we just know we have a father-son relationship. What else is there?" Chris asked, smiling.
"There's loads of different kinds of father-son relationships! But you guys have the best kind! You guys are like best friends!" Brian said, getting teary eyed.
"We are?" Chris and Leo asked in unison, looking at each other.
"Yes!" Brian said, grabbing out more clothes.
"Well, Brian, we can have that kind of relationship. We have 7 months a year for that," Chris said, getting up off the best.
Brian looked down at his drawer, not daring to look up at Chris. Because, if he did, Chris would see the tears streaming down Brian's face.
"Dad, we'd still be missing 5 months! You and Grandpa see each other every day! That's how you two can have that kind of relationship!" Brian said, more tears falling.
Chris walked over to Brian and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Brian, you to will have 7 months of seeing each other everyday to build up that kind of relationship," Leo said, also getting up.
Brian turned around and faced Chris.
As soon as Chris saw the tears on his son's face, he embraced Brian in a huge hug.
"Brian, don't cry. It'll all be okay. I promise," Chris said, holding onto Brian tighter as he started to really cry.
"I'm just going to miss you so much, Dad," Brian sobbed out onto Chris's shoulder, holding tightly onto his father's shirt.
Chris felt tears starting to stream down his own face. "I'll miss you, too, Brian."
Leo smiled sadly and walked out of the room quietly.
Chris and Brian didn't let go of each other until Bianca walked into the room 15 minutes later.
"Are you done packing yet, honey?" Bianca asked Brian as the two quickly let go of each other, wiping off their faces.
"Just about," Brian said, turning back to his open suitcase.
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Brian got out of the car and faced his new home from the next 5 months.
He sighed deeply and walked in after Bianca.
Bianca smiled at him. "We're going to have so much fun!"
"Yeah. Fun," Brian said in an unenthusiastic voice before pounding up the stairs to his room.
My longest and best chapter yet! I really enjoyed writing this one!
My favourite section of this chapter to write was the Coffee House one. It was making Bianca and Chris have a go at each other like that.
That hardest one to write was the one before the last, in Brian's room. It got me really emotional, and I had to stop myself from crying right along with Chris and Brian!
Anyway, please review! I hope you liked the chapter!
Hannah
Coping With Two Homes:
Chapter 4: Moving
Brian looked at Chris strangely then handed him the phone.
"Mom," Brian said to the confused look on Chris's face.
"Hello?" Chris said with a sigh.
"Chris, we need to talk. Meet me at the Coffee
house tonight at six. Bye," Bianca said in one breath quickly, then clicked off the phone.
Chris sighed and hung up the phone.
Leo looked at him with concern. "Chris, what's wrong? What'd she want?"
"She wants to talk at the coffee house at six," Chris said, sitting down.
Leo looked disapprovingly at Chris and orbed out.
Brian watched Leo orb out then sat next to Chris.
"Well, maybe it's a good thing she wants to talk," Brian said, staring at the floor, trying to convince himself more than Chris.
"Doubtful," Chris said, also staring at the floor.
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"Chris! Finally! You're late!" Bianca said, sitting at an outside table at the Coffee House at 6:30.
"Sorry if I have a life," Chris spat, sitting next to her.
"Touchy, touchy. I guess I divorced you for more than just one reason," Bianca said, motioning for the waiter to come over.
"What would you two fine folks like this evening?" the waiter asked politely, obviously forcing his smile.
"I'll have a Tripe Chocolate Mocha Latte," Bianca said, smiling sweetly at the waiter, but telling him with her eyes to speed up the process a bit.
"And what would you like, sir?" the waiter asked Chris.
"Huh? Oh. Uh, nothing, thanks," Chris said, staring at the table.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Christopher!" Bianca said, slapping his arm playfully. "I'm buying! Order something! You're making me feel like a horrible ex-wife!"
Chris looked up at her, glaring. "You are a horrible ex-wife."
Bianca looked a little shocked. "Now, Christopher, don't make a scene." She turned to the waiter. "He'll have a White Chocolate Mocha."
Chris stopped glaring and smiled a bit. "I can't believe you still remember my favourite after five years, Bianca. That's something."
"It's me," Bianca replied cheerfully. "Of course I remembered!"
The waiter looked bored. "Would you two like anything else?"
"No. That's quite alright," Bianca said, smiling, then the waiter walked off.
Chris leaned towards her over the table. "Why did you want to meet me here, Bianca?"
Bianca smiled. "I already told you. To talk."
"I'm serious," Chris said coldly.
Bianca took her time to smooth out her napkin on the table then looked up at Chris. "I want to discuss Brian."
"What about him?" Chris said, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
"I want full custody of him," Bianca said matter-of-factly.
Chris actually smiled a bit. "You know that's never going to happen, because I'm never going to let it."
"I'm prepared to take you to court, Christopher," Bianca said, leaning over to table. "I have all my facts straight, and I have all the evidence to prove that I can raise him better than you can."
Chris's eyes became pleading. "Bianca, please. You can't do this to me."
"I can and I will. Chris, you have a huge family that loves you! I don't have anyone!"
"Well, you know what, Bianca?! That's your own fault!" Chris yelled, standing up.
"It is so not my fault!" Bianca yelled back, also standing up. "Is all yours! You're the one who kept almost getting killed! I just couldn't stay with a man like that! And if you don't give me my son, I'll take him from you in court!"
O.O
"Now?" Brian asked Leo.
Brian, Leo, and Wyatt(2) were spying on Bianca and Chris from behind some bushes outside the Coffee House.
Leo nodded, but Wyatt shook his head.
"And why not?" Leo asked Wyatt, who was watching Bianca and Chris with interest.
"This is better than wrestling!" Wyatt said, smiling at Leo.
Leo rolled his eyes, pushed Wyatt, and walked over to Bianca and Chris.
"What'd I do?" Wyatt asked Brian as they followed Leo.
"Dude, those are my parents," Brian said, pushing Wyatt and walking ahead of him.
"I won't let you take him from me, Bianca!" Chris yelled.
"I won't let you keep him from me, Chris!" Bianca yelled back.
Leo reached the table.
"Now, I'm sure there is some kind of solution to this problem that doesn't involve yelling at each other in a coffee shop," he said, forcing the two back into their seats.
"Dad, what the hell are you doing here?!" Chris yelled in disbelief.
"Now, is that anyway to talk in front of your son?" Wyatt asked, pointing to Brian.
"You two are here, too? That's great. Just great," Chris said, leaning back in chair.
Bianca smiled at Brian. "Hi, sweetie. We were just calming talking about you."
" 'Calmly'?" Brian asked, raising his eyebrows.
"I have an idea. Why don't we let Brian decide?" Chris asked, leaning forward in his chair.
"Because-"
"Because you know he'll pick me over you," Chris said, raising his eyebrows.
Bianca glared at him for interrupting her. "Because he's only 15. He doesn't know what's best for himself like we do."
"You know what, Bianca? You're just a load of crap," Chris said, standing up. "And I'm leaving.
"But you haven't even drunken your Mocha yet," Bianca whined, motioning to the coffee that the waiter had brought while they were fighting.
Chris grabbed the steaming hot Mocha, walked over to Bianca, and poured it on her head.
"That's okay. I don't want it. I'd prefer you have it instead," Chris said with a smirk, turning to leave.
Bianca quickly spun him around.
"You asshole!" Bianca screamed, grabbing her Latte and pouring it over Chris's head.
"You bitch!" Chris yelled, punching her in the face.
Bianca grabbed her nose, then kicked Chris in the kneecap.
Chris grabbed his knee and then tackled Bianca.
"Uh . . ." Wyatt said, watching the two. "Think we should do something?"
Leo grabbed Chris while Brian grabbed Bianca.
"Dad, let me go so I can beat the shit out of her!" Chris yelled, struggling to get free.
"Chris, calm down!" Leo yelled back, holding onto him tighter.
"I'm taking you to court, Christopher! And that's a promise!" Bianca yelled, breaking free of Brian's hold and storming over to her car.
The waiter rolled his eyes and sighed. "I knew those two were going to be trouble from the moment I heard the word 'ex'."
O.O
A few weeks later was the court date that Bianca's lawyer had set.
Chris hopped to the door, pulling his shoe on.
"Brian, hurry up or we're going to be late!" he yelled, pulling on his other shoe.
Brian ran down the stairs and accidentally slammed into Leo, who was walking out of the kitchen.
"Sorry, Grandpa!" Brian yelled, running out the door.
"I'll walk you to your car, Chris," Leo said, walking out the door after his son.
Chris looked back at him. "Aren't you gonna come?"
Leo smiled apologetically. "I can't. I got some stuff to do Up There. But your mother, your aunts, and your brother will be down later."
Chris nodded. "I understand," he said, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice.
"I'll tell you what. I'll go to the trial until I have to go, then I'll come straight back afterwards. Is that okay?" Leo asked hopefully.
"Dad, you can't just walk in and out in the middle of court," Chris said, rolling his eyes.
Leo shrugged, unable to think of anything else.
"Dad, I really want you to be there," Chris said pleadingly.
Then the two heard a jingle.
"I got to go, Chris. But I promise you I'll try to make it," Leo said before orbing out.
Chris sighed and got in the car.
Brian chuckled. "Dad, you look funny in a suit."
Chris rolled his eyes and started the car.
O.O
Leo quickly ran into the court room, knowing that he barely made it, not even being able to go home to change.
Chris looked back and smiled at him from the front of the room.
Bianca also looked back at him, and frowned, turning back to her lawyer.
Leo quickly walked up to Chris.
"You made it!" Chris said, a joyful glint in his eyes.
Leo smiled. "Yeah. But just barely."
"The important thing is that you're here," Piper said, walking up to the two.
Leo and Chris nodded.
Brian held out his hand to Leo. Leo just stared at it.
Brian grabbed Leo's hand, rolling his eyes, and pulled him into one of those guy hugs. (AN: Those annoy me so much! It's like guys don't know how to hug or something!)
Leo looked at him strangely.
"What?" Brian asked, confused. "I know you're old, but you can't be that old."
"Well that's so nice," Chris said, smiling.
Bianca walked over. She looked Chris up and down with obvious dislike.
"Ready to lose . . . honey?" she asked, smirking viciously.
"I'd say you have it backwards . . . sweetie," Chris said, smirking just as vicious, if not more.
Bianca stopped smirking, rolled her eyes, and walked back over to her lawyer.
"Are you nervous?" Piper asked, concerned for her son.
Chris sighed and looked at the floor. Then he looked back up at Piper.
"Can't say I'm not," Chris said, glancing at Brian.
"Well, you know, if the child's over 13, who they say they want to live with counts for a lot in these kind of cases," Brian pointed out. "And I'd rather die than live with mom."
Chris rolled his eyes.
"You're going to make him feel like the only reason you want to live with him is because you don't want to live with your mother," Leo said, smiling.
"That's not true!" Brian said, rolling his eyes. "Dad's a cool dad."
Chris blushed a bit and rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious!" Brian said, smiling.
The judge started to walked in and everyone rushed to their seats.
O.O
"What the judge ruled is worse than you just living with your mother!" Chris yelled in anger while he helped Brian pack after they got back.
"Dad, not really. I mean 5 months with her a year. I'll live," Brian said, throwing a shirt into the suitcase.
Chris looked disapproving. Then he grabbed the shirt out, folded it, and put it nicely into the suitcase.
Brian rolled his eyes.
"Brian, she's moving to Florida!" Chris yelled.
"Hey, that mean I'll have a home in Florida, and a home in California!" Brian said, forcing a smile, knowing very well that Chris would be able to see right through it.
"Wouldn't you rather just stay in California, though?" Chris asked, zipping up the suitcase and sitting down on the bed.
"Of course. I love it here. You're here. Everyone else is here. But that's not an option, Dad. I wish it was, I really do, but it's not," Brian said, grabbing out another suitcase from the top of his closet. He turned back to Chris and smiled. "Plus, I get to stay here for 7 months in a year. I get to spend more time with you than mom!"
Chris smiled a bit and looked down at the floor. "Yeah. I guess you're right."
Leo walked in. "How's packing going?"
Brian frowned and looked at Chris. "Not so great."
Leo nodded and sat next to Chris on the bed.
Chris looked up at Leo and smiled weakly. "Hey."
"Chris, I know this is going to be really hard for you, but just know I'm always here, okay?" Leo asked, looking into Chris's eyes.
Chris nodded and looked back down at the floor.
Brian dropped the suitcase on the bed.
"But, you know, there is another bad thing about moving to Florida with mom," Brian said thoughtfully, leaning on the wall.
Chris looked up at him. "And what's that?" he asked.
"I don't get to have a relationship with you like you have with Grandpa," Brian said softly, looking down at the ground.
Chris and Leo glanced at each other, then back at Brian.
"And what kind is that?" Leo asked.
Brian looked up at him. "You're joking, right?"
Leo smiled and shook his head.
"Brian, we just know we have a father-son relationship. What else is there?" Chris asked, smiling.
"There's loads of different kinds of father-son relationships! But you guys have the best kind! You guys are like best friends!" Brian said, getting teary eyed.
"We are?" Chris and Leo asked in unison, looking at each other.
"Yes!" Brian said, grabbing out more clothes.
"Well, Brian, we can have that kind of relationship. We have 7 months a year for that," Chris said, getting up off the best.
Brian looked down at his drawer, not daring to look up at Chris. Because, if he did, Chris would see the tears streaming down Brian's face.
"Dad, we'd still be missing 5 months! You and Grandpa see each other every day! That's how you two can have that kind of relationship!" Brian said, more tears falling.
Chris walked over to Brian and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Brian, you to will have 7 months of seeing each other everyday to build up that kind of relationship," Leo said, also getting up.
Brian turned around and faced Chris.
As soon as Chris saw the tears on his son's face, he embraced Brian in a huge hug.
"Brian, don't cry. It'll all be okay. I promise," Chris said, holding onto Brian tighter as he started to really cry.
"I'm just going to miss you so much, Dad," Brian sobbed out onto Chris's shoulder, holding tightly onto his father's shirt.
Chris felt tears starting to stream down his own face. "I'll miss you, too, Brian."
Leo smiled sadly and walked out of the room quietly.
Chris and Brian didn't let go of each other until Bianca walked into the room 15 minutes later.
"Are you done packing yet, honey?" Bianca asked Brian as the two quickly let go of each other, wiping off their faces.
"Just about," Brian said, turning back to his open suitcase.
O.O
Brian got out of the car and faced his new home from the next 5 months.
He sighed deeply and walked in after Bianca.
Bianca smiled at him. "We're going to have so much fun!"
"Yeah. Fun," Brian said in an unenthusiastic voice before pounding up the stairs to his room.
My longest and best chapter yet! I really enjoyed writing this one!
My favourite section of this chapter to write was the Coffee House one. It was making Bianca and Chris have a go at each other like that.
That hardest one to write was the one before the last, in Brian's room. It got me really emotional, and I had to stop myself from crying right along with Chris and Brian!
Anyway, please review! I hope you liked the chapter!
Hannah