Tarlos: We're A Family, All Four Of Us

Part 16

Louise and Harper are two different girls therefore they can have two different birthday parties but they wanted a joint one. Being exactly two weeks apart it seemed only fair that the party was dead between them at 25th September, they did cake candles and a few small presents for Louise's 6th birthday and the same will be done for Harper's birthday. When asked what would they like to do for their birthday they asked if they could go to where there classmate had had his birthday a few months ago an indoor playground named Playzone. Numbers worked, the price was reasonable and best of all no mess to clean up. So between the two of them they invited there entire class. Honestly children are feral as laughed by Carlos, he had brought a first aid bag in from his car knowing his girls one of them is going to be bleeding.

Surprisingly it was a boy from the girls class, he had tripped in the tunnel and cut his arm. "Let Harper and Louise's dad have a look, he's a paramedic," the little boy's mum said pushing her son toward TK, "Hi buddy I'm TK what's your name?" "Harry," "Okay Harry let me have a look," an antiseptic wipe and plaster did the trick and he was running around again in no time. "How are you feeling?" Carlos asked as TK packed away the kit, "Fine, tired as-," he paused for a moment feeling something peculiar and unfamiliar in the bag, pulling it to the surface TK came face to face with a narcan. "Really you have that little faith in me?" TK asked looking glaringly over at Carlos, "What do you mean?" Carlos responded with a smile, other parents fell silent, "A narcan are you serious Carlos? What next swab tests in the bathroom? I'm just over a month from my due date do you really not trust me not to run off and," he couldn't finish the sentence. Frantic Carlos rushed over, "TK-," "No we finish this at home. Right now we smile with our daughters, okay?" he ordered.

Carlos couldn't push it to the side as TK did, excusing himself to the bathroom he aggressively slammed the cubicle door shut. Resting his head against the cold tile he struggled to regain his breath, did he really just fuck that up? Now he's crying hard over it. At some point the door opened then shut again it was a child being freaked out by the crying. "Excuse me TK," "Yes Harry?" "There's a man crying in the toilet cubicle can you fix him please?" His eyes drooped as he drew in a deep breath, he caused this, he should have just kept his mouth shut till they got home. "Baby?" TK called out, the uneasy breathing hitched, "I'm sorry I should have let you explain before blowing up. Let me in Carlos," the cubicle door opened and a mess fell into his arms, "Okay, okay baby breath," he whispered rubbing his back. "The narcan is in there because when you first told me your in recovery I dove into research, addiction is scarily common and I just wanted to help people I promise, I never meant anything by it," TK did everything in his power to assure Carlos that the mistake was his and no guilt should be felt for caring.

He pulled himself together enough to get back to the party, surrounded by smiling children the pain seemed to lessen. There girls over the moon to be having there dream birthday.

Negotiating with two six year olds to leave somewhere like Playzone is virtually impossible that in itself was a massive stressor, "Do you mind if I call Cooper?" TK asked as he shut there front door, "No go ahead the girls will go to be easy tonight," "I wish this one would understand that," he was referring to his belly. Carlos tried his damndest not to listen in even though he was nosy by nature. 

Baby Tarlos coming in the next chapter...