Age of Atticus

Chapter 26: Birth Control

This chapter is kind of all over the place and might not make a lot of sense. I'm really sorry. Btw #8 currently in the Ambrose hashtag and I'm beyond proud and thankful because I've never been ranked in anything for my writing so I'm very blessed

Dean hasn't spoken a word to Mavis and really hasn't spoken a word to me in three days. Mavis is trying pass everything off like nothing happened but I won't let that happen so easily. I've spoken to Mavis only when I've needed to which hasn't been much.

Steven has only had contact with us and refuses to be in the same room as Mavis when he's over at the house and that breaks her heart and it should because she shattered his into a trillion pieces.

"Mom-"

"I'm sorry. I'm not your mom. My name is Atticus and that's all it will be to you from now on." I said and Mavis's jaw dropped.

"Atticus I'm really sorry for everything that happened."

"If you were sorry, you would've called us and told us you were safe and where you were but instead you had us on a fucking man hunt for days. I still haven't slept because I'm beyond disgusted and disappointed in you."

"I get that but Jesus don't not speak to me. I need things and rides and-"

"You're not allowed to leave the house and also, get a fucking job!" I yelled slamming the plate down in the sink.

I was shaking. I couldn't stand to look at Mavis. She has caused me so much stress I have shingles and I'm sleepless. I'm also becoming sick and I'm not eating because I feel so sick by her actions. Sneaking around with some older boy when she has a perfectly great guy and a family who were worried sick about her. She doesn't give a fuck though.

Oh my god...she followed in Dean's footsteps.

••••

It was 2 am when I finally decided to give up on sleeping again. I walked out onto the patio where Dean was laying on the hammock.

I laid down with him and he immediately started sobbing just like last night after cuddling me into him. "I can't stop the image playing in my head." He said.

"Dean I think we need to get a therapist."

"No I don't want that-"

"Not just for you but us with Mavis. There's something so wrong with her and our relationship and I want to know why. We don't want to speak to her but if we get a therapist we might be able to get her to talk to them."

"She talks to Seth doesn't she. Why don't we use him?"

"I mean we could but she's smart enough to know he'll come back to us. She'll probably use Mack because Mackenzie might forget it within the first few seconds and stop listening to think about Seth."

"Call a therapist. I just...I need it to leave my head Atty." He sobbed and I felt so bad for him.

Dean has never been so emotional ever and it pains me to know he's going through something like this. My hand softly going through his hair to calm him down.

He hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek. "I love you so much and I'm so sorry for everything."

"You don't have anything to be sorry for."

"I do."

"Stop Dean. Nothing is your fault. I promise."

•••••

I parked the car at the library and waited for Mavis to get out. "I'm sorry." She said.

"Yeah I know. It's not gonna cut it though."

She nodded and exited the car to go to her teacher waiting inside. I drove to Starbucks and picked Dean and I up some coffees before driving back home. "Hey Atty for Maverick's first birthday, are we doing anything special?"

"Considering all the shit we've been through this year, how does a nice dinner and cake at home sound?"

"Fucking spectacular."

I saw Maverick sleeping on Dean's chest as Dean was watching Freddy V Jason. "I'm so happy you let our infant fall asleep to the screams of death and slashing."

"He's not gonna remember it."

I smiled and took a sip of coffee. "Mavis apologized for the fifteenth time today."

"I don't care."

"I know Dean and she deserves the treatment she's getting but she leaves home in just a year for college."

"I don't know if I want her to go to college."

"Why not? She'll do great."

"I don't care how great she'll be. After seeing what I did I don't want her anywhere near boys except for Steven and he barely wants to see us."

"Dean you're seriously not going to let her go to college because of boys?"

"My daughter at sixteen had a high chance of getting pregnant. I don't need her to get pregnant in college."

"She's smarter than that you know."

"How would you know? How could you possibly know? She doesn't tell us shit."

"She tells me shit she doesn't want to tell you because she knows you'll act like this."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Well jackass for starters she's on birth control."

"I don't care. There's still a strong chance."

"There really isn't Dean."

"And why does she need birth control?"

I turned my head debating on whether or not I should tell him but he laid the baby on the couch and stood up shaking his head. He had figured it out. "She's already been having sex? With Steven? For how long?"

"Dean come on we're not talking about this-"

"Yes we are because she's my daughter and I need to know these things. You've got to be kidding me!"

"Dean stop and don't say anything to her I'm not suppose to say anything to her."

"For how long, Atticus?"

"I don't have to answer you."

"Yes you do."

"The hell I do. She's my kid too."

"No she's fucking not! I'm the one that created her and I'm the one that should know all that shit she's telling you."

I stared at him as my eyes started to water. His fists were balled until he unfolded them and stared down at my emotional state. "Atty I didn't-"

"Don't even think about it."

He took a step closer to me, "Atty please-"

"Fuck off, Ambrose!" I yelled. "You're an asshole and I'm leaving. You don't understand how much you just fucking broke my heart with those words. I fucking deal with her telling me all the fucking time. So what if she doesn't tell you shit don't take it out on me."

I picked up the baby with tears and grabbed the diaper bag. "Where are you going?"

"Out and I'm taking Carter with me. You can pick Mavis up from the library in an hour. Fix this shit between you two because I'm done being the one who gets the shit end of everything."

I slammed the door and stormed out of the house and to the car. I drove to the elementary school while crying because of awful things have become and the mean things Dean had said.

I don't know how much more of this shit I can handle before I lose my own shit...