Pink Crimson Wish - Book 1 (18+ only)

Chapter 9: My Son?!?

Knock knock knock!

My eyes slowly start to open as I hear knocking at the front door. My whole body is sore from sleeping on the kitchen floor with nothing but a blanket and a pillow. Once again, Mari is nowhere to be seen. "She could've at least bring me to my bedroom" I thought to myself as I slowly get up and stretch. Is Mari that upset with me?

It's a good thing I have clothes on, because there's a window in the kitchen so someone would've seen my naked body. I assume Mari put these on me so I don't get cold. What I have on is a black skirt and a navy blue hoodie. It's strange, I remember June used to always wear a blue hoodie, she had a bunch of them and she would let me wear the sometimes. As I take a big whiff of the hoodie, I smelled vanilla. I wrap my arms around myself and I think "It smells like you, June."

Knock knock knock!  "I'm coming!" I shout as I walk to the front door. When I opened it, I see a young muscular man at my doorstep. The sunlight glazed on his pale skin, his shiny black hair sways through the warm breeze. He wore a white tank top and jeans with Timberland boots. He's facing away from me and he seems like he's looking for something, not realizing I already answered the door. He then realized someone answered him, facing me and scratching the back of his head laughing awkwardly. He's also very tall, almost the same height as Amelia and Jackson, but me being short, I only reach to his stomach. So I'm 5'1" and Mari, without her wearing heels, is 5'2". I assume Amelia and Jackson are around 6'0" but this guy looks taller than  that and that's scary.

When the man is facing me, I take a good look at him again. He's muscular, and he has brown eyes and of course his short black hair. I notice that he has freckles and a necklace with a golden ring wrapped around it.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Hanarama?" The awkward man asks me and I wonder how these people know my name. Is he a God? Demon? Elf? What am I going to deal with this time?

But anyway, I sigh and while looking up at him, I answered "Yes, and who might you be?" The man clears his throat and says these words "I'm uhh...I don't know how to say this, but....I'm your son".

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The awkward man sits on my couch and I sit on a chair opposite from him. He looks at his surroundings in curiosity as I look at him in confusion, wondering what drugs he's on. And I let him in my home?! June and I never thought about having kids, but this giant claims to be my son?! I'm twenty three and he looks older than me with his manly features!

I take a deep breath, trying to calm down about this bizarre situation and I ask him "Do you have a name?" The man turns to me with wide eyes and answers, saying "I don't know my name. I don't even know where I came from." He then gets excited and asks "Can you give me a name?"

"Geez, he's very childlike, isn't he?" I thought to myself. "But I guess I'll play along". I couldn't immediately think of a name, so I tell him "Okay, how about Tommie? Is Tommie good for you?" I could've sworn I saw stars in his eyes and he cheers. I honestly don't know why I chose the name Tommie, I guess it just popped up in my mind. I then ask him another question, since he claims he doesn't know where he came from, I ask "Do you know how old you are?"

"I think I'm nineteen" My eyes go wide and I lose my breath for a second. "Nineteen? In twenty three!" Tommie tilts his head to the side and says "Wow Mommy, you're really young". I deeply blush and yell "DO NOT CALL ME MOMMY!!" He looks at me in shock and looks away feeling sad that I yelled at him. I didn't mean to upset him but hearing a tall muscular man say that he's my son and saying Mommy creeps me out. Matter of fact, he does look a lot like me. Pale skin, black hair, brown eyes, and I think we have the same nose. Is he really my son somehow?