Chapter 2: My Son

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The sun shone through the window, and everything would have been great except that Luke looked over and saw a baby sleeping on the other side of his bed, surrounded in pillows. It was screaming.

Oh god, it was screaming. It wouldn't shut up. Luke could feel it. The panic attack. He knew he had to pick up the writhing little creature and make it stop crying.

He sat up and ever so carefully picked up the baby. He looked into the baby's face, sleepily rocking him from side to side. It still wouldn't stop crying.

"What do you want? I know you're not hungry, I fed you 2 hours ago. And your diaper is clean." Luke said.

The baby continued to cry. Luke sighed.

"Calum!" Luke yelled.

Calum came through the door, scratching his head. "Yeah?"

"How do I get to... To shut up... I can't... I... Calum I don't know what to..." Luke began to run out of breath.

"Luke! Luke! Calm down!" Calum sat next to luke, and hugged him close, trying to make him feel better.

"Thanks cal." Luke said, pressing his face into Calums neck.

They both looked at the baby.

"He looks like you, you know." Calum remarked.

"Nah he looks like Bailey." Luke said.

"No but looks at his eyes, Luke."

Luke had to admit, the eyes looked like his.

"So? How can we make him shush?" Luke asked.

"Let's try singing him a song?" Calum asked, raising his eyebrows.

You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy,

When skies are gray.

You'll never know dear,

How much I love you.

So please don't take,

My sunshine away.

"He stopped crying." Luke said looking at the baby's face.

"So he's your son, huh?" Cal asked.

"Yeh. Bryer. My son."

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 21, 2014 ⏰

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