Runaway Dad~ Mike Fuentes and Tony Perry Fanfiction

Ch. Thirteen

Ronnie's POV

Today's the day! This whole week seems to have been dragging on until today. This week has been full of downers. Jack never showed to see Zeke. I waited for four hours and he never came. I went home and cried for Zeke. I never thought Jack would do that to him, he was so eager to see him. I decided no more, if he wants to see Zeke he can go through the courts I'm done.

Butterflies soar through my stomach as I apply my make up. Silver shadow to accent my dark brown eyes, liquid eyeliner to make a bold statement, and light gloss on my lips. I sigh looking in the mirror, I'm dressed in a pair of light washed jeans, a white tank top, and a blue flannel. I have a pair of boot heels and my hair is a fish tail braid.

I turn around and look over at Zeke. He's playing with my fuzzy blanket, I got him dressed in a pair of jeans and a matching flannel with a small pair of vans. I slicked back his black curls, it makes him adorable. I giggle when he buries his head in the blanket, I rush over and pick him up. He laughs as I twirl him around. The door bell rings and I feel my heart race. Tony's here. I let out a breath and set Zeke on the ground. I walk over and grab my wallet and his diaper bag. I take one last look in the mirror, I look over at Zeke who's grinning like a clown. I can't help but smile and walk over to him. I take his small hand in mine and help him down the stairs.

When we get downstairs Tony is standing at the bottom talking to my Mom. As we walk down his eyes capture mine and I can't help but blush. He grins and meets me half way, when he gets to us he picks Zeke up and takes my hand. I feel my face heat up at the attention. My mom continues to smile at us as we walk to the door. I walk over to the hall closet and get Zeke's stroller out. As I start to pick it up, it's taken from my grasp. I look behind me and Tony is heading out to the car, with Zeke and the stroller in hand.

When we arrive at the beach it's almost six. Zeke is passed out in the back seat, snoring away like usually. When we park I take in the scenery, it's gorgeous. The waves are crashing up on the sand and their is a long strip of trees behind us. It's like a set out of a movie. I look over to Tony, only to find him staring at me smiling. I grin and hop out of the car.

I can't believe he did this. I don't even know how he knew that I loved the beach. Mom never had time to take me much when I was little and with school I can't take Zeke. I gasp, I can't believe I forgot it! This is Zeke's first time at the beach, I turn to Zeke's door and open it. The noise of Tony's door closing startles him awake, he jumps and looks as he's about to cry. I sooth him as I take him out of his seat, he clings to me as I walk around to the trunk where Tony is. When I get around I see him pulling something out, it's a...basket? He made us a picnic! I smile as he takes my hand in his.

We walk towards the water, hand in hand. I help Tony spread out the blanket and we sit. When we take a seat Tony starts to get out the food. He created a traditional picnic lunch, and I couldn't have loved it more. He made our favorite sandwiches, ham and cheese, and even got our favorite drinks. I couldn't be happier just spending the day with the two boys in my life.

As the night goes on things only seem to get better, Tony brought me and Zeke bathing suits and we all went swimming. It felt like the perfect day! I was begging god to let us never have to end this night. This has been the best day I've had since I had Zeke. It's all thanks to Tony. He's helped me so much since we met, I can't believe that he did all this just for me and Zeke.

Tony has made me trust again, I didn't think I'd be able to trust anyone again. I can't help but look over at the only two boys that I care about. Tony has Zeke laying on his chest as he hums a tune I don't want to recognize, it's an old lullaby Mike used to sing me. He looks over at me and his face instantly changes when he sees my expression. He slides sleeping Zeke off his chest and softly lays his jacket over him to protect him from the cool breeze that picked up once the sun went down.

"What's wrong Ron?" He asks sitting down next to me. I just shrug and look at the black water splashing against the sand. He sighs and wraps a tattoo covered arm around my shoulders. Almost instinctively I lay my head on his shoulder. He plants a light kiss on the top of my head as he rubs up and down my arm. "Please tell me?" 

"I know everyone thinks I've just forgiven Mike, but I can't," I say burying my head in my hands. "How can you forgive something like that? It would've been different if he called, or texted, hell even a letter in the mail would've been better than all I've gotten. Am I supposed to just put aside all the pain he's caused me?"

"Let me ask you one thing Ronnie," he says looking into my chocolate colored eyes, "do you blame Mike for what happened to you?" I sigh.

"No, I used to....you know, while it was happening. Now though, I know it was no one but Jack's fault. He chose his path of destruction and brought me along with him." I tell him honestly. I mean how could I blame my father for me being raped? He didn't hold a gun to Jack's head and make him do it. I do blame him though for destroying our family.

"Well I know you don't think you can forgive him, but think about it this way. If he were to die tomorrow, how would you feel?" He says, I look up at him and see sadness glass over his eyes.

"I'd be heartbroken. I know I don't want my father gone, I just want him to know that he can't just walk out of my life like that. I'm still a person, I'm still someone who needed a father and he wasn't there." I say as tears fall out of my eyes. 

"Then try to make the most of things, you never know when it could be the last time you see someone." He says kissing my forehead. I lay my head on his shoulder. I look back at Zeke, I can't regret everything, if I did then I wouldn't have my baby boy. "Well Ron, as much as I wanna stay out all night with you, we better get Zeke home and in bed."

I start to clean up and get everything ready to go. When I go to pick up Zeke, Tony takes him out of reach. I can't help but smile. I'm extremely happy that he accept him. I couldn't be with anyone who couldn't love Zeke like I do. I see in Tony's eyes that he doesn't care that Zeke isn't his child, he still cares. That's all I asked for and I'm not disappointed. 

When we pull up to the house, we just sit there. Zeke's soft snoring in the back, Tony laughs quietly and pulls me into his lap. I smile and lay my head on his chest. I look up into his eyes and smile, their shine pulling in deeper and deeper. I lean up and am about to kiss his pink lips, but a crash comes from in the house. 

"Stay here Ron," Tony says setting me in the seat. 

"Please don't go in," I beg and pull on his hand. He smiles down softly and kisses my hand. 

"I'll be right back." As he walks away my nerves are a reck. I sit in the car for what felt like hours but was only a few minutes. He stepped out angrily and motioned for me to go into the house. Shocked I walked into the house, Zeke in my arms. When I see what waits for me I freeze, my body starts to shake as I look at the man who ruined my life. 

"Long time no see?" He says with a smirk.

I croak out the name that's haunted me for years, "Jack."