Game Changer

Chap 1 "Meeting The Family"

Four's POV
I followed the family home. I sat outside their home for fifteen minutes before knocking. "Okay, it's okay," I sighed. "Just don't freak out."
The door opened and a very large guy opened the door. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"I understand that you've adopted a son about two years ago," I nodded.
"Yeah, and?" he asked.
"Well, I think you may have adopted my son," I nodded. He looked at me. "I know you must be thinking why is the father of a child looking for his son after five years?"
"That's exactly what I'm thinking," he nodded.
"Well, I'm Thomas Four Eaton," I replied. "I go by Four."
"Jeremy, who's at the door?" a sweet voice called from inside the house.
"Uhm, a guy claiming to be James' father," replied.
"Well, don't leave him talking out in the cold," she sighed. "Be polite." Jeremy let me in and his wife let me sit on the couch as they sat on a couch across from me. "I'm Angela Manning, and this is my husband Jeremy Manning."
"I'm Thomas Four Eaton," I replied.
"That was James' last name before we added ours," Angela replied as she tied up her hair in a messy bun.
"Can I just see him?" I asked.
"I don't know who you are but I think you've made a mistake," Jeremy replied. "No name was left with James but his own name."
"Look, five years ago, my girlfriend gave our child up for adoption," I nodded. "I didn't even know it. I spent the last five years looking for James and that's when I saw him with you guys." Angela looked at Jeremy. "I know you don't believe me."
"I really want to, I do," Angela nodded. "But James Eaton Manning is our son, by legal adoption."
"You're what? Twenty?" I asked. "You still have time to have a kid."
"She can't have kids," Jeremy replied. "The doctor had already told her she can't. If she wanted to, we would have to go through simulation and have a baby made with my sperm and her egg." Angela looked at the ground. "Which will cost more than we can afford." Her cell started going off. "Who's that?"
"Who else would be calling me this late?" Angela sighed. She picked up her phone. "Manning."
"Look," Jeremy sighed as Angela walked into a different room. "Let's say James is your son. You still won't get custody because we have our legal rights."
"A DNA test to prove it," I nodded.
"Sounds good," Angela entered as she put on a blazer. "Come by the precinct tomorrow and we can get that test done."
"Where are you going?" Jeremy asked.
"We have a case," Angela sighed. "You're off tomorrow, right?" Jeremy nodded. "Bring James down to the precinct. Eleven o'clock. Don't be late."
"Okay," I nodded as Angela left. "And she's a?"
"NYPD detective," Jeremy replied. "So, don't try to be funny."
"I won't," I sighed. "I won't."
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A/N:
I know the first chapter is a but short but I just wanted to start it off with something different. So what do you guys think so far? You don't have to comment or vote but I thank you so much for reading my story. Xoxo ~Alexis