Hey guys, I'm back again with another chapter but guess what...I'm on a roll with the story too, however it's going to end soon, no where near as long as the other stories that it followed. I know that will disappoint some of you,but I'd just rather get it finished to start a few other projects I have in mind.
Anyway, thank you to all those who reviewed the previous chapter, I'm really glad you're enjoying the story and I hope you enjoy where I am taking it.
And for all those wanting to see who Chris' son is, you will find out in this chapter, I promise.
Growing Up Troubles
Chapter 11:
Chris stood at the front door of the house. His son was going to be on the other side of the door, but for some reason he could not push the doorbell. Thinking for a minute, he wondered, was it because of who his son's mother was or because of how his son would react to him? He had been so selfish in wanting to meet this 16-year-old boy, he had no idea on how the boy would react to him. Mind you, Bianca had not said anything either, so did his son actually want to meet him.
Taking a deep breath, Chris pressed the doorbell to the modern house and waited for an answer.
As the door opened, Chris expected his ex-girlfriend to be stood there, instead there seemed to be nobody.
"Who are you?" a small voice asked, causing Chris too look down to see a young girl, about seven, stood there. She looked so much like Bianca, it was uncanny.
"Sophia, what are you doing?" Bianca's voice now called out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a tea towel, "Chris, come in. Forgive Sophia, she's far too inquisitive for her own good."
The 34-year-old man stepped into the house and smiled down at the seven-year-old, "So this is your daughter then?"
"Yes, this is her," Bianca nodded her head and looked down at the brown haired girl, "Sophia, can you say hi to Chris."
"Hi Chris," the young girl smiled before turning to her mother, "Who is he?" Bianca shut the front door before answering her daughter's question, leading them all to the living room.
"Now, you remember I said your brother had a different daddy to you?" the 35-year-old woman questioned the little girl, who nodded her head, narrowing her chestnut eyes, "Well, this is his daddy."
"Oh!" Sophia's eyes grew wide, glancing at Chris before looking back at her mom, "Shall I go get Joshua?" As Bianca nodded her head, the seven-year-old took off to the stairs.
"Oh, Sophia, don't tell your brother who it is."
Once she saw a nod of the little girl's head, Bianca was happy that she had heard her and turned to her ex-boyfriend.
"You found the house ok then?"
"Yeah, easy," Chris nodded his head, before placing his hands in the pockets of his trousers, "Your husband not here?"
"No, Jamie works until quite late." Bianca shook her head.
"What does he do?"
"He's a lawyer," the woman explained, "So, comes home once he gets all his paperwork done, he prefers that than to bring the paperwork home."
Chris simply nodded his head and then sighed, "So, what's my son's name, before I make a fool of myself?"
"Josh," Bianca told him, "I named him after my dad, although I gave him the middle name Samuel, after your dad," Chris smiled gently, he could understand why she would name him after her own father, since she had lost her dad at a very young age, which was the reason why it was just her and her mom growing up, "He doesn't know that you're his dad though, yet. I thought, maybe you should tell him that."
"Me?" Chris raised his eyebrows as footsteps were heard from the stairs. Nothing more could be said as a figure entered the room. Chris barely looked up, but saw who it was straight away.
"Mom, you…What's he doing here? Whatever he says I did, it wasn't me!"
"You!" Chris looked at the tall, brown haired male that stood in the sitting room doorway.
"You two know each other?" Bianca now looked between the two males, worry evident in her brown eyes.
"Wyatt kicked him out of the house a few days ago," Chris explained, "I won't go into the story though."
"You're not here about that, are you? I said to Ellie's dad that I was sorry and all that…"
"What did you do?" Bianca folded her arms across her chest, glaring at her eldest child, who had now placed his hands in the pockets of his jeans and looks sheepishly, suddenly he reminder her of Chris a lot.
"I, well," Josh started but then sighed, "Ok, Me and Ellie were, well, you know…I really don't want to talk about this to my mom."
"Ellie?" Bianca questioned and then looked at Chris, "Ellie as in your daughter?"
"Yeah, Elizabeth," Chris nodded his head, glancing between his son and ex-girlfriend. He had never prepared for the fact that his son was going to turn out to be Elizabeth's boyfriend, well he assumed boyfriend considering what they had been up to, "They were, well I'm sure you get the picture." Now he wondered whether he could tell Josh that he was his dad, this was going to take a lot longer to sort out than one dinner.
"What's he here for?" Josh questioned his mom before looking back at his girlfriend's dad, "Because I haven't seen Ellie since I was kicked out. I promise. I haven't even spoken to her."
Bianca placed one hand to her temple, as she sighed deeply, what was she going to do now?
"He's your daddy."
"Sophia!"
"What!"
--
Meanwhile, Wyatt sat in his brother's office at the gym that he owned, looking over at the 32-year-old.
"What do you think I should do?" Wyatt questioned his younger brother, "Should I send her or not?"
"If you're not sure about it, then maybe you shouldn't, you know you'll give in when she starts begging you not to send her," Parker shrugged his shoulders, "And anyway, why are you asking me. I'm not even married, let alone with kids."
"You never know," Wyatt smirked, "I'm sure there's some of your brats out there."
The younger Halliwell rolled his eyes as he leant back in his chair and placed his sneaker clad feet up on his desk.
"You should be having this talk with Chris? Where is he, by the way?"
"Don't ask, it's complicated with Chris at the moment," Wyatt shook his head, "Not on our relationship side, but there's just some personal stuff he's dealing with. Anyway, he doesn't want us to send her to the military school yet. He thinks she's starting to learn her lesson."
"Maybe she is," Parker shrugged his shoulders but saw the doubt in his eldest brother's blue eyes, "Or maybe not. Seriously though, if you're asking me then its probably not the right idea yet. Talk to Chris again before you decide," Wyatt simply nodded his head, before Parker continued, "Oh, by the way, did you know Jack's back in town."
"Jack?" Wyatt frowned with a questioning glance.
"Our father."
"What the fuck!" Wyatt shouted, "What the hell is he doing here? I thought dad and Andy warned him never to set foot in the city again."
"Well, he found me yesterday," Parker sighed, "I was going to call you later to warn you, in case he stopped by, you know."
"Thanks," Wyatt sighed and rubbed his tiring eyes, "I can do without him turning up, I swear, I'll punch his lights out."
"Try and control that anger," Parker glared at his brother, "The last thing you need is the police on your back for another assault charge."
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"He's my…" Josh gulped, his chocolate eyes wide as he looked at the 34-year-old man, "You're joking," he looked towards Bianca, "You have got to be joking. I thought…wait, how does he know? I thought you said you left him before you found out your were pregnant."
"I did." Bianca nodded her head at her son.
"So how does he know?"
"Well, we saw each other a few days ago," the mother of two now explained, wishing her daughter had not just said anything, she could tell that this was not something they needed to talk about right now, "Why don't we all sit down and I'll make some tea."
"Screw the tea, mom!" Josh shook his head, "Is Soph right? Is he my dad?"
Gulping, Bianca nodded her head as father and son looked at each other. Chris sighed, wondering what he was supposed to say right now. He would have had some things to ask, like what his interests were and what he was doing like in school, but those questions went out of the window as he realised that his son was the boy that Wyatt had thrown out just nights ago.
The 16-year-old boy pushed his hands as deep as he could get them into his pockets, looking at Chris, biting his bottom lip. This was not a good start. He always wanted to meet his father, wondering whether half the things his mom had told him were true, however he never expected it to be this way.
"How about we start on a clean slate," Chris offered, finally, with a sigh, "I'll forget about what Wyatt caught you doing for now and we talk, get to know each other."
"And I stop dating your daughter?" Josh sighed, still biting his bottom lip, hoping that somehow they were going to get around that technicality.
"We'll jump to that bridge when we come to it," Chris sighed, "I mean, biologically she's not your sister, just adopted. I'd rather not think about that right now, that's something that really needs to be thought about."
"So, right now, if I stop dating your daughter?"
"That would be a start."
His want for meeting his father took over his teenage boy hormones and he held out his hand, "I'm Josh, your son."
"I'm Chris, your dad."
--
"So, you have no other family?" Josh questioned as they sat at the dinner table, directly opposite Chris, so they could get to know each other. Sophia sat next to her big brother, while Bianca sat next to Chris.
"Not anymore," Chris shook his head, "My mom and dad died when I was 14 and my grandpa died when I was 17. Wyatt's family pretty much took me in."
"Oh right," Josh sighed, with a frown on his face, "What I don't get is how you turned out gay. Not that I'm judging you for that," Josh quickly corrected himself, "I mean, I knew Ellie had two dad's and you know, doesn't bother me, but you were dating my mom and suddenly you just decided?"
"I wouldn't say it was sudden," Chris shook his head, looking at Bianca out of the corner of his eyes, they had not spoken since the night he had hit her and he still found himself feeling guilty for that, wondering whether he would have got to know Josh sooner if he had not done that, "But that's a long and complicated story and probably best for another night."
The 16-year-old nodded, realising that Chris did not want to talk about it because of something to do with his mom.
"So, what do I call you? Dad or Chris?"
"That's completely up to you," Chris shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not gonna force either on you."
"So, can I stick to Chris for now? I mean, I've never called anyone dad, it'll seem weird."
"That's fine with me."
"You can tell you're a social worker," Bianca smirked at her ex-boyfriend, "You are far too easy going and understanding. Although, you always were, I guess."
"What's a social worker, mommy?" The seven-year-old asked from the table, placing a piece of potato in her mouth.
"It's somebody who looks after families, people and children who need help," Bianca explained but then frowned, looking at Chris, "Maybe you could explain a little easier."
"I help children who aren't being looked after very well," Chris explained to the brunette little girl, "And help to find them homes when nobody can look after them. Understand?" when he received a nod from Sophia, he turned back to his son, "Have you given any thought into what you want to do?"
"Not yet," Josh shook his head, "I like computers and stuff, so maybe website design or something," his thought about it, "But I don't know, I'm gonna take my S.A.T's in November and then go from there."
"Is it your senior year you're going into?"
"No, Junior," Josh shook his head, "I turn 17 in September."
"Oh right, you're what? Five months younger than Lizzie?" when Josh nodded his head, Chris sighed slightly, "You know, I had no idea what I was going to do when I was your age. I wasn't even going to take my S.A.T's or go to college until I met Wyatt."
"What made you decide to?"
"Go to college?" Chris questioned and continued when he saw his son nod, "Wyatt actually. He convinced me to take my S.A.T's, since he was retaking his, but then Lizzie was born, so he went to college while I worked and looked after Lizzie. When he finished, he'd managed to convince me to go to college."
"So, why social work?" Josh now asked, with a mouthful of chicken.
"Josh, manners." Bianca scolded her son, causing Chris to laugh slightly, that was something he used to do all the time.
"I like working with kids," Chris sighed to die his laughter, "And like helping people. It seemed like the obvious choice. It's stuck, so I guess it was the right one too."
"I want to be a ballerina." Sophia piped up from the table, causing everyone to laugh.
--
That night, when Chris got back home, Wyatt was waiting on the couch for him. It was fairly late, later than he had expected, so was not surprised to find out all three children were in bed.
"Good time at Bianca's?" the younger husband asked, as he turned to see the brunette walk into the room.
"Hey, sorry, me and Josh got talking and…"
"Josh? That's the name of your son?" Chris had not even realised he had said his son's name so was happy when Wyatt had not put a connection to the name, this was going to take some explanation and convincing for Wyatt not to blow up about it.
"Yeah, actually, there's something you need to know."
"What did you do?"
"Why do I have had to do something?"
"Because this involves Bianca…" Chris raised his eyebrows and Wyatt instantly regretted what he had said. It was not like he was a saint, he had no right to even imply Chris would have done something with Bianca, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have. What is it?"
"It's about Josh," Chris decided to take the apology, he needed to with what he was about to say, "You've met him."
"I have?"
"You kicked him out of the house."
Frowning, Wyatt thought about who he could have kicked out of the house. He was sure Chris had mentioned that Bianca had not been back in San Francisco long, so it had to be recent, meaning that…as he realised who it was, his blue eyes grew wide with a mixture of shock and anger.
"Him?" Wyatt looked at his husband, "Oh, I should have known that he was your offspring."
"What's that meant to mean?" Chris asked, a slight frown on his face, as he tried to piece together what the Halliwell meant.
"Well, were as bad as each other for, well doing it," Wyatt frowned, narrowing his eyes at his lover, "So I should have known he had your genes. What did you tell him? You told him to stop seeing Elizabeth, didn't you?"
"Yes," Chris nodded his head, "It didn't seem to phase him too much, but I also said we'd discuss it, with them both too. Maybe find out how serious they are?"
Even though Wyatt did not like the idea, he had to agree to it, considering he had something to say now.
"There's something you need to know, two things actually."
"Are all the kids ok?" Chris asked, hearing what Wyatt had just told him, once he saw a nod, Chris' thought, "Is Holly ok?" Wyatt nodded again, "And the baby?"
"Will you let me tell you?" Wyatt asked, with an exasperated sigh.
"Ok."
"I think you were right about not sending Lizzie to the military school yet. I actually trusted her to look after Ben again today, while I went to see Parker and she did well," Chris nodded his head, slowly taking in what Wyatt was telling him, waiting for what else there could be, "Also, Jack's in town, you know my biological father."
Chris' green eyes showed the worry that Wyatt was obviously feeling, as he heard about the man. He had remembered the stories that Wyatt had told him, about what he had done to Piper. There was no way that Chris was going to be nice to this man, nobody like that deserved a second chance.
"What does he want?"
"I don't know yet," Wyatt shook his head, "But he is going nowhere near the kids."
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