Raising His Kid (#wattysawards2015)

Chapter 1

I held the little boy in my arms. The little boys name is Reese Lynch. I gave him his dad's last name. My mom sat in the chair next to me clutching a tissue tightly. My little sister Rae layed across the bench sleeping soundly. The nurse came in with a smile plastered on her face.

"We have good news for you Ms. Rylee."

"Go on then." I grabbed the tan remote controlling the bed. I pushed the red sit up button.

"Well you and your son are really healthy so you can go home tomorrow morning." She clasped her hands together joyfully. She is so freakin perky.

"Honey that's great news!" My mom leaned over and hugged me awkwardly.

"Great I'm just so ecstatic." I plastered a fake smile on my face.

"Well if would like you can walk down and get some food." She started walking over to me to take my son.

"Here mom hold Reese for me." I handed the bundle to my mother. The nurse just stopped and glared at me.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed to stand up. I felt like a top wobbling all around. I grabbed a few bucks from my wallet and stuffed it into the gown's pocket. I kissed my little boys head and my gave my mom a quick hug. I shuffled out of the plain boring white room. I held onto the rail for dear life. It is impossible to walk after you have a kid.

"Excuse me miss do you need help." I heard a voice behind me.

I turned to look who it was. I nearly choked there in front of me was the blonde boy who helped make my kid. His blonde hair lay perfectly across his forehead and his eyes sparkled in the hallway light.

"I just need to go walk to the kitchen that's all." I really didn't need him here right now.

"Here let me help you." He swiftly picked me up in his muscular arms.

The memories of the night suddenly came flooding back. I looked away from him so he wouldn't see the tears falling down my cheeks.

Ross POV

I walked down the boring hallway to the kitchen. My brother got himself in an accident, only Riker. I saw a girl about my age struggling down the hall. She looked so familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I felt bad so I stopped to help her.

"
Excuse me miss do you need help." I stood a few feet behind her.

I saw her turn around slowly to face me. Her face turned from pained to shocked. Then I saw it her sparkly blue eyes and slight blush on her cheeks. I remember nine months ago the night of the party, I got slightly drunk she as well got drunk. I kissed her and we ended up having unprotected sex. Crap, she probably is in the hospital because she had our kid. This is my fault completely.

"Um... I just need to walk down to the kitchen." She started to turn around. The least I could do is help her down the hall.

"Here let me help you." I swiftly picked her up. I could see her wince a little.

As we walked she faced away from me and I could hear her soft sniffles trying to hide her tears. As I saw the kitchen in the distance I began to wonder if she would let me into her life.