Do Better Blues

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"Mommyyy"Jaden cried out wiping his eyes as he used his butt to slide down the stairs just like she taught him when he was starting to walk.

He could barely see through the blur of tears but he was more determined than ever to find her, hug her , and never let go.

The last time he saw her was on the plane in her arms sleeping peacefully but when he woke up he was in his grandmas bed surrounded by pillows and unfamiliar paintings.

He continued to wonder around the massive house unsure of which room lead to where since he never had to walk around without the guidance of an adult, but one room in particular stood out to him.

He rarely saw his mothers father , but when he did happen to catch sight of the older man he was usually in his office smoking a cigar or going back and forth with his mom until she stormed out or hugged him.

It was always one Or the other

Never both

When they were on good terms , they were good.

Hugging , cheek kisses, laughter, reminiscing, lame dad jokes ...

When they were on bad terms , things got ugly.

Cursing, hateful words, tears, yelling, angry dad jokes that were more like personal digs toward his daughter.

His little hand found the door already cracked , the dull light of the lamp reminding him of his own Spider-Man nightlight.

Without any Knowledge of how time worked, it felt like years had passed when in reality it had only been a week and some change since he saw all the people gathering around wearing black looking at a blown up picture of his grandfather.

In his eyes, it was the lamest birthday ever.

There were desserts , a cake , and tons of guest, but there was no Grandad in sight.

Who doesn't show up to their own birthday?

"Did I wake you?" Jaden heard catching him off guard.

He immediately recognized Charles as the man that had been in his life for the last few weeks and went straight to him with his arms out waiting to be lifted into his lap.

He wasn't his mom, but his clothes smelled just like her and if he closed his eyes he could see her smile and hear her singing to him.

( Charles POV)

"You have a good nap" I inquired while rubbing the side of Jaden's cheek that had all the evidence it was indeed a great slumber.

Lines from the sheets had imprinted themselves on the left side of his face and his arm, and a trail of dried drool sat by his mouth and nearly traveled to his ear.

All I remembered was bringing him inside the house in a rush while keeping my eyes on Beyoncé , who was so unpredictable with emotions that turning my back for just a minute could result in something terrible happening.

( cont'd flashback)

( cont'd flashback)

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