Life was so much more easier with just Timmy and Mommy. It was simple but sweet, you know? Sure we had a few pieces missing in our pzzle but that was ok. We only lacked a man figure, someone strong and dependable. Not that Mom wasn't, but sometimes kids just need a dad. We all did everything together Talked. Shopped. Laughed. Smiled. Play. Sing. Drive. Eat. Sleep. Happy, even if we were incomplete. But suddenly Mom became swamped with work she was hardly home and I had to take care of Timmy My sweet one year old He just turned one a few months ago
From school I would go to day care pick Timmy up drive home feed him, set him on the floor in the living room and waited for him to crawl or say something baby like He never did. Timmy was always quiet. Even for a baby. He wouldnt cry unless he was hungry, I sat on the couch keeping my eyes Timmy but doing homework at the same time. It was easy but then again I was use to it Adam woulnd't come home til later, sometimes thirty minuets before Mom, or sometimes an hour but he was never early. I don't know if it was just me and my imagination but he did look buzzed, high.
But today as I sat on the couchmy feet tucked up under me and Timmy playing with a rattler The front door open and in came Adam, heat swimmy into the house after him He slammed the door I ignored him.
Its been almost three weeks and not once had I spoken to him not in the morning not at school not at dinner not when I'd see him around the house I didn't even offer him a ride to school I had no intrest for someone like him not as a friend and certainly not as family
He strolled into the living room sat beside Timmy I stopped what I was doing to watch him To monitor his every move
Adam lifted Timmy into his lap and smiled down at him so sweetly so much like how I would do to Timmy Adam kissed Timmy forehead I heard Timmy's giggle I titled my head to the side curious how a boy like Adam could be affectionate to a baby
He glanced at me. A grin pulling his lips Immediatly, I glanced down at my homework pretending to read but really just waiting for him to leave.
He didn't. Adam placed Timmy softly on the floor and stood as if deciding if he should leave or say something His voice was soft and husky, Hey
I looked at him
"Hi" He said, "Can I sit?"
" You don't have to ask"
He said, "OK"
Adam threw himself on the couch beside me his arm up on the back of the couch He watched Timmy play for a few minuets and then shifted himself to look at me
"What?"
"Nothing" He said
"It seems like something"
He shrugged, "You hate me."
I almost laughed. It wasn't a question. A statement of theory he had.
"Probably"
"Why?" He asked, something in his tone made me want to look at him. Biting my lip, I didn.t.
"Why not?"
" You don't know me", He said
" Do I have to?" I shot back.
It was silent for a moment. Nothingness rang in my ear But the beat of my heart thumped made my chest shake
"I'd like you to, I'm not bad Rose, I promise. I bet you don't want to believe me. But you should I'd like you to, Rose Because, I want to know you. Please"
His words were something I've never heard before. Not even from a friend or a father that knew he didn't want to know me, that knew I was nothing compared to him.
I looked at Adam at his blue eyes and pale skin At his thin face and blond hair
"I'm not interesting" My voice was weak, a whisper.
"Thats a lie and you know it. Don't hide Rose Not hide from me"
He stood up loooked at Timmy and left
I sat lonely silent and bitter Why the hell does he want to know me Rose Silvia Martin I'm sure he's heard many things about me already at school People I don't even know will talk about me without knowing that it's me Its offensive but at the same time strange
I put Timmy for a nap three hours till Mom got home
With nothing to do I sauntered up the stairs to Adam's room I knocked He answerd, "Come in"
Swallowing down my uneasiness I opened the door
His room was neat but then again there wasn't much in it I always thought someone's room represented their heart My room was messy things would go missing things would be found things were out of place things would magicaly appear
"Hi Rose where's Timmy?"
" Sleeping", I said
" Oh good he seemed tired"
" Yea I know, "
"Well uh sit," He said nodding towards his bed
I hesitated Mom says he's my brother But we're not blood related, are we? I've never sat on a boys bed before Or even been in a boys room that I'm not blood related to
It seemed like Adam could read my mind He got from his bed and sat on the floor
"Better," he asked
I nodded walked to his bed and sat, scooting back to the center I crissed crossed my legs and became silent
How was school I shrugged How was ballroom?
"How do you know I do ballroom?" I asked
He smiled "I hear things"
"Yea, youre not the only"
" Whats that suppose to mean"
" Exactly that," I said
He laughed. "You know people talk about you?"
I looked away and shrugged "People talk about me to me"
"What! "Adam was outragged pissed off even Your kidding!
Confused, I shook my head His face became red with anger Thats fucked up I shrugged, Doesnt matter The hell it does! He jumped to his feet closed the distance bewteen us and kneeled on his bed in front of me "Don't let people do that to you Rose they have no right.Speak up for yourself Ok?"
I stared, dumbfounded
"Why would I do that? Rose", placing a hand on my face crossing a line without even knowing he was but I for some reason didn't pull back because no one else will," He said
