Take Me 2

Chapter [26]

The songs for this chapter are:

-Cheyenne: Jason DeRulo

-Close To You: Neon Trees

-Drag Me Down: One Direction (I freaking miss Zayn *cries on floor*)

Selena's POV

"What do you think the birds are saying, Selena?"

I roll my head to the side, rubbing my eyes as I stare straight up into the branches casting shadows down over our picnic. I can't see the birds, but I can hear them, everywhere.

Their small chirps are matched alongside with louder calls and I can't decipher if they are calls of distress, love, pain, hate.

But I'll never know.

"I don't know, Asher," I admit finally, wishing I had a better answer for him. He still smiles at me like my answer was the greatest thing he's ever heard, however, and I can't help but smile back before he looks up into the trees again.

He points, "Well I think, that one right there; do you see it?"

I follow his finger to see a small brown bird hidden, but not truly bidding in the midst of the branches.

"Yes."

"I think that one is waiting patiently to fly back to its nest and babies once it's sure the coast is clear and it's not being followed. That bird is our cautious one. And that one right there, the one circling is our over thinker, he's not sure about what his next move will be and so he procrastinates." My little boy's voice is soft and calm, the way it always is and I feel comforted and loved as I let him continue.

He turns to me occasionally and each time I smile to assure him I'm listening, but I'm not. I'm listening to the beauty of his soul, as if it has a sound, but if it did, it would ring like the sweetest of alarming bells. Letting surrounding strangers know someone with a purpose was in their vicinity.

"And that bird is you."

I shift my eyes above me, but Asher places his small hand on my cheek.

"No, the one on the grass over there. The Blue Jay." He raises a brow at me as I find the bird.

The Blue Jay hops along the grass in the sweet spring air, occasionally stopping to peck at the ground.

I swallow, "Why is that bird me?"

Asher shrugs and lays back down again next to me, snuggling up against my arm, our noses are close enough to where they almost touch but it's not weird for us.

He's my best friend.

I would give the world to see him live a long happy life.

"Because, it hops alone thinking it has all it needs, but still searching for something it doesn't even know it wants," suddenly he points, "and look, when the bird finds it, it's quick to keep it."

I watch the Blue Jay pull a worm out of the ground and then fly off as quickly as it landed, with grace that makes me watch it until I lose it in the sun.

What is it I don't think I need, but I am constantly searching for?

I turn toward my little boy, "You're very smart, Asher. Normal little boys would want to through a football back and forth or ditch me because they don't need a babysitter, but not you." I laugh and Asher furrows his brow.

"But I love you."

"I love you too."

"Good." His eyes shine bright and I reach out to ruffle his hair, "And you aren't just my babysitter, Selena."