Saved By A Man In A Cowboy Hat

A Very Confused Six Year Old

Jason's pov

I get up to a bad hangover. Man, I got too drunk the other night. I go downstairs but the house is silent. There's a note on the fridge.

Gone to the flea market with CJ be back later. Hope that hangover isn't too bad. :)

I set the note down and take some headache meds. It's not too bad. Maybe I'll meet them at the market.

Miranda's pov

CJ has been quiet the whole time. "Bud are you okay?" I ask, confused. He shakes his head, looking troubled. "What's wrong?" I ask, sitting on a bench with him to talk. He crosses his arms, glaring at the ground. "I don't like Mr. Jason anymore." My eyes go wide. "What? W-Why?" I gape, worried. "He attacked you last night... Like the mean men at your old work." Oh crap! "No buddy! He wasn't doing that I swear." "I wanna go back home!" What do I do?! I have to get Jason. We drive back home but he's not here. I call him. "Where are you?" I ask. "Uh on my way to the market. Where are you?" "Back home there's something we need to discuss." "Uh oh that doesn't sound good." I shake my head, staring at CJ worriedly. He rests his head against the wall, upset. Poor baby. "Just hurry home please." I say then hang up. "Am I in trouble sissy?" He whimpers, looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "No, CJ of course not. But we've gotta clear some stuff up." I pace the floor, a hand to my stomach. The stress is definitely not good for the pregnancy. I hear his truck park. "Stay here CJ I'll be right back." I say, kissing his forehead and running out the door.

Jason's pov

"We are in deep trouble." Huh? "What's wrong?" She grabs my hand, pulling me inside. "CJ thinks you were attacking me last night.... When he you know..." "I..... Don't know, hun, remember I was drunk last night." "He walked in on us." My eyes go wide. "Oh jeez. You're kidding me?" She shakes her head. "He called you Mr. Jason again and said he wants to go home! What do we do?!" "Oh crap.... Um just calm down, we'll figure this out." I say resting my hands on her arms. "Don't cry baby. We'll be okay. We gotta be okay." Just then CJ walks out of the kitchen. I'm so worried! "Buddy, I promise I wasn't attacking Miranda. I love her. I would never hurt her, you know that." "Then what were you doing last night?! It's the same as the mean guys that made her cry!" Oh shit he's talking about when she was a stripper. "It wasn't like that." How do I explain this to a six year old?! "See! She's crying! I knew it!" He yells then runs upstairs. I sigh. "What do we do?!" She gasps, crying. "Don't cry. It's okay." I say, hugging her then going upstairs. Oh man, he's pulling his clothes out of the dresser. "CJ what are you doing?" "I'm going home. I don't wanna stay here anymore!" Shoot!! "Son, please let me explain-" "Don't call me that!! Leave me alone!! I hate you!!" I back up caught off guard. He sits on the floor crying. What on earth am I gonna do?!