Royce's P.O.VI pushed the pram down the road, allowing Cyrus to have a breath of fresh air and for him to know what the outside world is instead of being locked up in the house or Anouk's apartment.
My phone pinged, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and a text from Maluma.
Colombian shite~ Is Amal at home today?
Me~ Yeah she is.
Colombian shite~ Are you at home?
Me~ Nope...
I put my phone back in my pocket and peered over at Cyrus. "Let's go and have some fun why don't we?"
I pushed the pram all the way down to the park, getting all sorts of looks from people mostly women biting their lips at me.
I wore the White-tshirt didn't I? Amal always tells me that tshirt make women died because of how I look.
What can I say? I'm Dominican gold aren't I?
I sat down at the bench in the park, the pram just by me both of us looking up at the sky, clear sky with no clouds.
I looked at Cyrus and smiled. "Having fun?"
He looked at me for a second then looked back at the sky, not wanting to miss a second of it.
I pulled out my phone and started to take photos of him to make Maluma jealous and show Amal of what a great time he had.
My hand suddenly became numb, dropping my phone onto my lap for some weird reason and I couldn't feel my hand.
It just sat there, not be able to move at all. I looked at my hand for a few mintues, it happened; I had it, I had my first flare up.
Tears brimmed in my eyes, not wanting to be true right now for it not to exist at all or for all of this to be a dream.
Cyrus started to cry, I looked at him how the hell was I going to do this when one of my hands are numb?
"Shush."I said as I looked at him and my working hand rummaged through the baby bag to find his bottle.
A women walked over to us, her hair was red and she had a smile on her face. "I couldn't help but think you might need some help."
"I've got it thank you very much."I said with a sweet smile on my face and pulled out his bottle from his baby bag.
"Are you sure?"She asked as she arched her eyebrow. "Because he seems tired not hungry."
"I think I do know my nephew thank you very much."I replied as I looked at her then looked at Cyrus.
She was kinda right, she looked at me then she walked away. I put Cyrus's bottle back in the bag and got up from my seat.
I picked up my phone and put it in my pocket, I started to push the pram for Cyrus to see more with my one working hand.
My phone suddenly started to ring, I stopped in my tracks and pulled out my phone from my back pocket.
"Sorry Cyrus."
I looked at my phone to see it was Zabdiel calling me, I clicked answer and looked at Cyrus. "It's your father."
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New Journey
FanfictionSequel to Like we used to. Please read that before you read this! Thank you x Amal and Zabdiel are together supposedly to be happy family but hurdles come over the way so how will this new chapter of their lives take off? The journey that they are s...