Live A Little

Chapter 64

Two months later...

I sat there with my arms crossed watching my two boys fool around. I smiled watching the way Ryder laid on the floor with Shawn sitting on top of him whacking him with his stuffed monkey.

Ryder snatched the toy from Shawn and threw it back towards me. "Where'd it go? Where's your toy!" Ryder exclaimed. Shawn frantically looked around still pooched onto Ryder's chest and frowned. Seconds later his little frown turned into a trembling lip and the water works had erupted.

"Give him his toy!" I called out. I was sitting down on the couch doing my homework watching Shawn wail. "Can't you?" He asked. "No, I've got homework." "Yeah but he's crying and you're closer." "Well maybe if you didn't treat him like a dog and throw his stuffed animal he wouldn't be crying."

"Alright, alright, that's enough of the arguing." Steven, Ryder's dad said stepping into the family room. He sighed squatting on the floor with his knees cracking retrieving the toy.

"Here you go, buddy." He said smiling giving Shawn the stuffed monkey. His tears stopped and he brought the small animal to his chest squeezing it. I frowned starting to feel bad.

I could have got up and did that, but no, Ryder's family has to step in.

Don't get me wrong I love them and I am truly grateful that they are letting us stay here but Jill and Steven sort... well, eavesdrop. Whatever Ryder and I discuss they bring it up when we are eating dinner or they complain to us on how much of a poor job we are taking care of Shawn.

It's sweet of them to care but annoying as well. I am not Sonic the Hedgehog and can come rescue Shawn a mil- second after he begins to cry let alone get him to stop crying after a minute.

And when Ryder and I bicker? You bet your ass we'll be getting chewed out.

"Dinner will be ready in fifteen." Steven said walking out of the room with Shawn in his arms. I huffed looking down at Ryder. "What?" He asked. "Why did you have to make the baby cry?" I questioned.

"Oh give me a break, I was only playing around with him." "I know, I just don't need another lecture tonight from your parents." "You're not going to get it, I will be the one." Ryder spoke. I closed my eyes throwing my head back.

"I know we're not the best parents but we aren't the worst like how they try to make us out to be." I felt pressure right next to me and opened my eyes to see Ryder squeezing his body into the small space right next to me."

"Don't listen to them." He muttered. "Is that what you do?"I asked. He laughed nodding his head, "How do you think we met again that one night?" "Because we were both drunk and civil with one another." "Yes, but that night I was told I couldn't come out." "And?" "I didn't listen and did, and you know what, I'm kind of glad I did."

I gave a cheesy grin planting a kiss on his cheek. "You're such a dork but you've got a way with words."

"Alright love birds, dinners ready." Jill spoke holding our little son in her arms and peaked her head in. "Alright thanks for letting us know, Mom." Ryder answered getting up off the couch. He huffed and groaned getting up and looked down at me.

"Help me?" I questioned. He smirked bending down and scooped me into his arms. "Of course m'lady." I giggled as he carried me into the kitchen. Steven walked in grabbing a plate and looking both Ryder and I up and down.

He raised a brow at us and I, with force, got out of his son's arms and stood on my own. "Oh lighten up." He muttered glaring at his dad. His dad turned around and walked out with a plateful of food and I walked over towards the fridge grabbing out Shawn's little meal.

Jill walked in and looked at me confused. "Oh I was just getting the baby's food." "Oh no it's okay, I already got it and have it set up." "Oh okay, thanks." I said giving her a smile, though irritation was coursing through me it was still a sweet gesture.

I began making my plate and walked out towards the dining room to see Jill has already set Shawn's little booster seat right next to her. I closed my eyes trying to find my patience and sat down next to Ryder.

We all began eating while Jill began feeding Shawn. I kept on eating watching the two feeling a little annoyed, that should be my job. I know it's ridiculous but I know how to feed Shawn.

"So how was work?" Ryder asked aloud. "Oh you know, the usual. Clark being his normal self along with Debra being bossy as ever." Steven said. "So basically, Clark being a dick, and Debra being a bitch." Ryder spoke.

Both his parents dropped their silver wear and looked shocked at his choice of words. "It has never been okay for you to cuss but now there is an infant in the house and now it is definitely not okay." Ryder's mom said with rage.

"Oh c'mon he doesn't even know what it means!" Ryder yelled pointing towards Shawn. "And I don't care! That is rude and disrespectful!" "Jill-" Steven warned.

"No Steve, they both need to know! Things need to change around here." Jill stated. Looking between both Ryder and I.

"No swearing, no sex in, no bickering, no yelling in this house hold. We understand that you both are kids yourself but you both need to start taking responsibility."

"Who says we don't?" I spoke up.

Jill closed her eyes for a minute before she faced me. "Bickering about nonsense isn't very adult like. Letting your child cry isn't what good parents do."

"But you have to understand that Ryder and I are trying. Sure it may not seem like it but we are. And I can't retrieve my kid right away when I am peeing." I stated.

"And that is why you bring him along with you." "And what? Sit him on the dirty title. Besides, it's not like I can learn responsibility when I never even get to see him." I spat scooting my chair back.

I threw my napkin on the table and walked over towards Shawn." I grabbed his food in one arm and him in the other and walked away. "And just where do you think you're going?"

"Off to go be a mother and feed my child in peace."