Bullied By Him (Jack Gilinsky & Sammy Wilkinson)

New Start....

~Issy's POV~

-Five Years Later-

I moved to the UK. I feel like I made the right choice of leaving. And you know how I was pregnant? Well I had a little boy named Ethan Wilkinson. I wanted him to have something part of his dad. So I put his last name Wilkinson. Ethan was born in Omaha. I came back to Omaha to have Ethan but I left once I had him. And he is now only 4 years old.

He looks so much like his dad that it makes me cry a lot. Same eyes, eyelashes, smile, nose, dimples. He had my skin color so he was like a little bit tan. He just looks like a little twin of his. So I decided to move back to the USA. So I'm gonna be staying with my mom and little brother who is 16. And I'm 24. And Josh is 27. Hes getting married the next week with his beautiful girlfriend that he met in freshman year of college. Its all a new start.

I was already back in Omaha. Ethan got to know his grandma more and his uncle. Which that he has more than them two so yeah. He told me he wanted to meet his dad. And i was like how does a 4 year old say that. But I promise he would but I don't think Sammy will take it very well. I finished unpacking my clothes and Ethan's clothes.

"Ethan?"

"Yes Mommy." He was sitting on the bed just playing with a few toys.

"I want you to meet somebody."

"Will be it be Daddy."

"Honey, you'll meet Daddy some day just not now."

"Okay, who we meeting then?"

"Its a surprise." We got in my range rover. Ethan sits in the back. I pass by the park Jack and I met at.

"Thats the park I met my first best friend at." I say pointing at the park.

"I wanna play at that park." He says excited.

"Someday buddy." We finally get where I wanted to go. I was at Mama Wilk's house. I wanted Ethan to meet his another grandma. We get out the car and start walking to the house. I knock on the door. Mama Wilk opens the door.

"Isabelle?"

"Yes it is."

"Oh my god! Come in." We walk in the house. It still kinda look the same. I wanted to cry right now. We went to the living room. There was pictures everywhere. Sammy and I when we graduated. I grab the picture. I left it on my lap. Ethan was sitting me behind me 'cause hes not used to meeting new people.

"Who's that cute little boy?" She says while sitting next to me.

"Ethan, come out. I want you to meet someone." He gets off the couch and looks at Mama Wilk. He starts smiling.

"This is my son, Ethan Wilkinson."

"This my grandson?"

"Yep."

"He looks so much like Sammy."

"I know."

"Come give Grandma a hug!" She says very excited while opening her arms.

"Give her a hug Ethan. Shes your grandma." He gets closer to her and hugs her.

"Hi grandma." He says.

Once they are done hugging. He sits one the floor and starts playing with his cars.

"Does Sammy know?"

"You know how I left LA?"

"Yeah. Sammy told me that you didn't say goodbye. Was it 'cause Ethan?"

"Yes. I didn't want to ruin his career. I thought it would've been better for him. And now Ethan wants to meet his Dad but I don't know if Sammy wants to even see me or even talk to me."

"You have a point but the least you could've told Sammy why you were leaving. Oh and hes coming tomorrow. So maybe Ethan has a chance." I nod. I was looking all over the living room telling her more about Ethan.

"Mommy, why does grandma have a lot of pictures of me when I was a baby?"

"Ethan thats not you."

"Thats your dad." Mama Wilk says.

"Daddy looks a lot like me."

"I know. This is your dad and I when we graduated high school."

"You guys look very happy." He says.

"Yup. But your dad and I weren't together at that time."

I kept telling her more stuff. Like when he was born. He was born on January 1, 2016 at 12:05. I couldn't believe he was born on New Years.

"Its getting late and Ethan has to eat."

"Okay. Please come tomorrow."

"I will. And Mama Wilk?"

"Yes?"

"Is Sammy single?"

"Yes. He didn't want anybody else but you."

"Okay bye Mama Wilk. Say bye to grandma."

"Bye grandma." He says while he gives her a hug.

We finally head out to the car. I wave bye to her. I finally go home.

"How was it?" My mom asked.

"It went pretty good. Ethan is meeting Sammy tomorrow." Everyone stays quiet.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

I hope we can have a new start. I get my phone and post something on Twitter.

"Its good to be back home."