Chasing Champions

Aftermath

Layla POV:

A few days have past by since Jett and I's fight, and I miss him like crazy. But I just couldn't bring myself to pick up the phone and call him. Rhys was so cranky without his dad here with him, I was starting to see what Sarah felt when Jace didn't want her. But I was the same, everything seemed duller without him here. The bed was way colder, to cold for me to sleep in so I slept in the rocking chair most nights. Life seemed to drag on with no color, and I could feel myself starting to slip under with no one to help me. I couldn't go to Sarah or Chase because they had their hands full dealing with their son and trying to get Sarah mentally healthy. I couldn't go to Hunter and put him in the middle even though I know he would help me if I asked. The only two I could ask for help are the reasons I didn't have Jett by my side. So I didn't know if I should even go that way, but I had to do something and fast. I needed to be there for my son and I couldn't be there completely if I wasn't there mentally. I bit my lip as I sit there and look at the sleeping face of my son and knew that even though I wasn't ready to see him his son was. I pick up my phone and stare at it for a bit only for it to start ringing. Jumping in shock I saw that it was Jett himself. I take a deep breath and answer,

"Hey."

He clears his throat and whispers,

"Hey."

I could hear how scratchy his voice was indication he had been crying which broke my heart. But I close my eyes and fight back the urge to comfort him and ask,

"Why did you call?"

His sniffles and chokes out,

"I was wondering if I could come over and we could talk. I don't think we should do this over the phone, plus I miss seeing you and our sons faces."

I wanted so bad to snap back about him now saying our son again but I hold back. I look over at Rhys and see him looking back at me, as if hearing his daddy's voice he starts to smile. That smile alone made up my mind as I say,

"Yeah that's fine. Rhys misses you too, he has been grumpy and won't sleep half the time."

Jett huff a halfway laugh and mutters,

"He isn't the only one that way. But I should be done here in about a hour, I could swing by after I go home and shower if that's ok?"

I look at the clock and see it's almost 1, so probably around 3 he'd be here which was fine. I nod and answer,

"Yeah that's fine. I'll see you then."

As he said goodbye I could tell he stopped himself from saying the three words I wanted yet didn't want to hear. I understood why he stopped himself and I probably would have done the same but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. As I take a shower and get both of us cleaned up it was almost time for Jett to stop by. I was happy that Sarah and Chase were at a doctors appointment and wouldn't be home for a bit. This was between us, and we both need to learn to deal with our problems ourselves and not involve them, especially Sarah right now. 

I was currently feeding Rhys when I heard the door open and close, I didn't look up till I heard his footsteps. As I look up I couldn't help but let my eyes widen as I take him in. His hair was crazier than normal, he was really pale, had bags under his eyes and even looked thinner. I wanted to go to him and bring him into a hug but I stopped myself. He slowly walks up to me and ask,

"Can I? I mean, can I feed Rhys?"

My eyes soften and I nod as I gently hand him over and watch as both of their eyes light up and a small smile appears on their faces. My eyes start to water as the sadness starts to overwhelm me. Jett looks up and without thinking he pulls me into a hug, being careful to not smash our son and I break down. All the stress of doing everything by myself even for a few days, not having his support or even hear his voice. It was way to much, and I couldn't do this alone. I wanted and needed him here with me but I was scared to let him back in. I didn't want to get hurt again. After a bit I pull away and shake my head as I head to the living room. Sitting down I look straight in front of me and try and figure out what to do, and how to handle this mess. I was about to say something when Jett spoke up,