Guardian || Cyan

Chapter 13

Ryan's POV

I had asked Mike to drive me back to my apartment so I could get clothes. I didn't have anything but my work clothes there. He grabbed some of my stuff and put it in a bag for me. Ricky had decided to wait in the car and listen to music.

Mike brought my stuff outside while I fed my cat. "Basil? Here kitty, kitty."

She came running out from wherever she was hiding, immediately beginning to eat. I pet her for a few, before filling up her water bowl. I walk through the front door and pulled my shoes back on. I headed outside, locking the door behind me.

I walked to the car, and got in the backseat. Ricky was singing along to some ridiculous pop song and Mike was recording him. I giggled, hiding my face when he turned the camera on me. "Hey!"

He reached forward and tickled me, causing me to uncover my face.

He kept recording as I laughed and cried for him to stop. "I'm gonna pee!"

After a few more minutes, he stopped. I was breathing heavy, laughing a little. Ricky reached back and poked me.

I stuck my tongue out.

"Daddy's gonna take us to Friday's for dinner!" Ricky told me.

I smiled. "Yay!"

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We walked into the restaurant, immediately being taken to a booth. Ricky and I sat down, Mike sitting across from us. 

A man came over, giving us menus, and saying he'll be back in a little while. 

Mike took Ricky's menu, causing him to frown and whine a little. "Hey!"

"I'm going to find the kids options for you, baby boy. Don't yell."

"Fine." He muttered.

"You can get chicken tenders, sliders, mac and cheese, or grilled cheese." He told Ricky.

"Umm...Mac and cheese, please, daddy!"

"Okay. Ryan? Do you know what you want?"

"I'm still lookin'" I told him. 

He nodded. The man came back over, holding a note pad. "Can I start you guys off with something to drink?"

"He'll have a lemonade, I'll have an iced coffee." Mike told the man.

"And I'll have a diet Dr. Pepper." I said. 

"Alright! I'll be right back with those."

"I think I want the causer salad." I said. 

"Okay. Would you like me to order for you, or are you able to do it yourself?"

"U-Um, you, please." 

"Of course." He said, reaching over and ruffling my hair. 

I smiled, pulling my phone out. I started playing a game called Word Cookies. 

"Daddy? Can I has your phone? Pretty please? Mine's is dead." Ricky begged. 

He nodded, handing Ricky his phone. 

"Yay! Thanks, Dada!"

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Chris's POV

My eyes shot open and I nearly screamed when I felt hands on me.

"Chris, calm down. It's just me." I heard.

I moved away, wanting his hands off of me. I took a few quick breaths. "W-what happened?"