"Christopher…I'm gonna get you…You just wait…I'll get you ya little stinker…you know, I always find you…" I said…as I stalked around my apt looking for the 3 year old tiny terrorist…Then I heard a very familiar high pitched giggle coming from the lump under the covers in the middle of my bed…I smiled, I knew exactly where he was the whole time…the lump couldn't sit still…I walked over and fluffed the comforter up high in the air and as I jumped on the bed, I grabbed Christopher, he busted out in giggles and I wrapped my arms around him and said, "Gotcha…I gotcha…I told you I would…"
As his giggles filled the air, I placed kisses all over his face and head…a round of giggles emitted again…and then his voice said, "Mommy stop…stop…" I said, "Tell me I'm good…" I kept kissing him…and he was giggling harder and finally said, "You're so good mommy…" I laid there with him and said, "That'll teach you to try and hide from me." He giggled some more and stayed in my arms…and said, "Yea…I guess you did get me huh mom…" I said, "Yup…you can't ever leave me like that again…what would I do without you…" Christopher looked up at me and said, "Would it make you sad if I ever left?" I said, "Very sad…I mean you've been mine for 3 years now…if you left to go to someone else…I'd have to go stick myself in the potty and flush myself to China."
Christopher's giggles filled the room again…and he said, "Mommy…I don't think you'll fit, you're a big person…I could probably fit though." It was my turn to laugh now…and said, "Let's go try it." I jumped out of bed and carried him into the bathroom…and stood him on the toilet seat and said, "Nope…you're too big to…you know what that means?" Christopher shook his head no and said, "What?" I said, "That you'll have to stay with me forever."
Those very familiar green eyes sparked as a smile flew across his lips…He jumped up and down and said, "YAY!" I said, "You know something else?" He said, "What?" I said, "If we don't hurry up and finish packing we're going to miss our flight to go see Uncle Matt and Uncle Jeff…Did you get everything into your backpack you want to take on the flight there?" He nodded and I said, "Okay, run and get your tenny shoes and backpack." I gave him one last kiss and placed him on the floor…and he said, "Okay mommy…I'll be right back…don't leave without me." I said, "Okay…but you better hurry."
I could hear little feet running through the apt to the living room to grab tiny tenny shoes and then feet running to the bedroom to get the backpack…then I saw something fly across my bedroom and land on my bed…I looked in and Christopher was sitting on my bed…
As he was putting his tenny shoes on I was running a brush through my still waist length, but now bottled blonde hair with blue streaks … getting all the tangles out…I kept watching him…and thinking I was so young when I had him….19 to be exact…and now 3 years later, I'm almost 22…with a 3 year old tiny terrorist for a son…Christopher's green eyes reminded me so much of his father and he had my brown hair which was my original hair color…I never told the father, I was having his baby…I figured for all parties involved it would just be easier that way.
I couldn't bare to tell my brothers I had sex with someone after only having known them for 7 hours…and as for Mark…I called and talked to him a few times…but couldn't bare to tell him I was pregnant…I figured he didn't need to deal with something like that…he was a grown man when we made love that night…I know he didn't know I was only 19…and I knew he was old enough to of been my father…well maybe not so much my father…but maybe my fathers little brother…he was at least 10 years older then me…and like he said, I never really did regret that night…I mean, I got Christopher out of it…I realize I was a little young…but now a days girls are having babies at 14 and 15…is it just me or are they getting younger and younger…
Mark was probably still with that Harley biker gang, running amuck and was probably married by now and had other children…I was happy to have just a small part of him…hell whose to say he wasn't married when we were together…it could have been a possibility…the couple of times we talked on the phone, I never asked him anything like that…and he never offered any information about himself to that degree…so it was just better that way.