I drove up to my driveway and saw his car in my driveway, he was sitting in the patio, I sighed and cut off the engine, I walked towards him, I felt something hugged my legs, I looked and smile,
"Mummy...",
I stood down and look at my beautiful baby boy,
You-"hello love"
I kissed his forehead,
"I have to go...",
You-"where are you doing?",
"I have things to do (y/n)",
You-"Luke you're so busy you can't watch your son?",
Luke-"(y/n) I don't care",
I jaw hung, I can't believe he just said that, he doesn't care about his own son,
You-"you know what? Okay leave but never come back, I don't want you near MY son because clearly I'm the only who cares about him and honestly I'm fine with that",
He just smiled then left, what an asshole I thought, I looked down at Caleb, my baby, my angel, I sighed, his father didn't want him but it's okay I've given Caleb all the love I can give and I'll continue doing that because Caleb is my happiness and I'll whatever it takes to put a smile on his precious face, if I had to be a single mom with no help that's fine,
You-"you wanna go to work with mummy?",
Caleb-"yay",
You-"do you know who my boss is...",
Caleb-"who?",
You-"Rick Grimes",
I said in a southern accent, Caleb is only 6 but he loves the walking dead, a lot of people say I'm a bad mother for letting him watch it but he loves it, it's not like he gets scared he enjoys it, that's one thing we both look to do together, when I told him who it was his eyes widen,
Caleb-"we gonna see walkers?",
You-"i don't know...maybe",
I smiled and put him into the car seat then we were off to the set.
