Boy Wonder

S4E7|| MOTHERS AND FATHERS

JJ pov

"Who is it?", my biological father asked from the other side of the door.

I wanted to tell him, 'pizza hut', but that would be anticlimactic.

"It's me, JJ Maybank. Let me in!", I huffed out as I knocked on the door.

The door creaked open, revealing my father as he smiled.

"Oh, it's you.", he said with a small smile.

"Yeah, it's me.", I panted.

Running in the rain and smashing things broken sure made me tired, damn.

"Look at you. What a night, huh? I'll get you a towel. So, any news?", he chuckled as he lead me into the living room.

"Sorry, what?", I asked him curiously.

"They found the amulet, I'm assuming? Though, it's a bit too late for Wes, I'm afraid.", he answered bluntly.

He thinks I came all the way out here in the dark to talk to him about the amulet by myself? Fuck no!

"No, it's actually not about that. It's...", I paused to look at the painting of my mother, "actually about you.", I continued.

"Me? You came all the way out here about me?", he asked curiously.

"Yeah. It's...a long story. I-I really don't know how to ask this, so... Am I...no, are you my father?", I asked nervously.

"Your father?", he scoffed, "such a strange thing to ask.", he chuckled again.

That's a valid reaction. It's not common thing where you're a 40 something old rich man and find out your son is a 19 year old dude who grew up in the broke neighborhood.

"No, you're right, um... I got this letter, and it- Wes Genrette wrote it, and it didn't make any sense but, uh, okay.", I scoffed.

"He wrote you a letter? I mean, damn, he damn near lost his mind in the end, didn't he? You seem like a decent young boy, JJ. Truly, I'd be lucky but, don't you already have a father?", he asked sincerely.

"Luke, yeah. Except, he told me, after I got the letter from Wes. I confronted him and he told me that you handed me over to him after my mother, Larissa, died.", I explained to him briefly.

"Luke told you that. Wow, forgive me but he's got kind of a checkered past, right? Drugs and fugitive, if I'm not mistaken.", he replied.

"Yeah, no, I guess you're right. Well, can you please, at least, tell me what happened to that baby?", I inhaled sharply.

"My baby. My son, he drowned and they never found the body. Can you imagine that? Not being able to bury your own child.", he stated sadly.

"Tragic. Tell me, if you couldn't find him, do you think there's a chance that baby might've survived? That that baby is me?", I asked him sincerely.

"Like I said, JJ, I don't know what Luke told you and if I had someone like him as a father, I'd want to swap him out too. Look, kid, we all draw certain cards in life. I wish it weren't so, I really do. But... oh no.", he gasped as an air horn blared.