"I don't understand why you would even consider to let Daryl meet August," Kat tells me as she sits beside me at the kitchen island with two tequila sunrise in her hand. She hands me one and I take a sip of the alcoholic beverage. I sigh as I look over to her, I was not really sure how to explain everything going through my head about the subject. "Because I think August deserves to know who his biological father is. He deserves to know who he is biologically, like what his background is not only on my side but on his father side. What he did to me is between him and me; I shouldn't punish August for something he is not a part of. Plus, people change so maybe Daryl has changed into a better person." Kat nods her head as she tries to understand. I could tell that she was not entirely sure about what I was going to do, but it was not her decision it was mine. "What if he hasn't changed?" she asks whilst she takes a sip from her drink. "Then I don't let him see August again," I say like it's nothing at all. We spent the rest of the night drinking and talking about life.
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Daryl met us at the park that we agree to meet each other at. August sat asleep in his car seat while I wait for Daryl to meet us. "Hey, beautiful," he greets as he walks over to my car. "Don't call me that. Let's get things cleared up, I am doing this for August because he deserves to know about you and he deserves to have you in his life. This does not mean that I want you back into my life. We'll tell him who you are before we leave. If he wants to see you again then we will, but I will not force him to see you. He's very smart, so don't think he doesn't understand what is going on. Now, before I wake him up I need you to sign this contract saying that you understand the terms and will oblige. As well as legally binding contract saying that you sign over full custody. I want to make sure that you won't try to take him from me," I rant to him. He nods his head and takes a few minutes to read the contract then sign it. I put it in my bag then get August out of his car seat.
"Auggie, I want you to meet Daryl. He's going to be playing at the park with us," I introduce the father and son. "Hi," he whispers shyly. Daryl gives him a warm smile and extends his hand to shake, "Hello, August." August shakes his hand and barriers his head in my neck. "It's okay, baby," I whisper to him. August rubs his eyes, "Why can't daddy play with us?" I walk over to the park and Daryl follows. "Because 1. Daddy is working and 2. He would not like that we are meeting Daryl," I explain to him. I hear him say Oh, but he quickly jumps out of my arms and runs to the play structure. Daryl smiles at my son and looks over to me, "He gets his good looks and smarts from you." I shake my head at him and sigh. "Why did you even come back?" He looks at me sadly then at August before he answers, "It took me three years to realize that I screwed up the best relationship I ever had and the question of if I had a child kept burning in my mind." I didn't press on because Daryl walks over to August and starts playing with him.
I could tell that August was warming up to Daryl and thought that now would be a good time to have a snack. "Boys, snack time," I scream to them and they come running to the picnic table. For a minute it felt like we were a family and that it was always this way. "August, mommy and Daryl need to tell you something," I inform him. Daryl was a little shocked because he knew that I was going to tell August. August stops eating his carrots and looks over to me to show that he was listening to me. "You know how Tom is not your daddy by blood, but he is still your daddy because he takes care of you," I start. He nods his head in understanding. Once I knew that he was understanding I continue, "Well, Daryl is your daddy by blood and I want to know what you think?" I question him. I can see that Daryl was holding his breath with how August would reply. "Oh, well I don't want to talk to him anymore. Aunty Maggie said that my biological daddy was mean to you and hurt you. I don't like you anymore. Can we go now, mommy?" August suddenly snaps as he gets up and walks towards the car. I was shocked by his outburst because I taught him that he should not raise his voice. "I am so sorry for his behaviour. I taught him better, but you know he's still a toddler so sometimes he has an outburst," I apologize.
"It's okay. I don't know what I was expecting. The dad role has already been filled and I am not the one who is filling it. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have done what I did to you and I am so sorry. I know that saying sorry can't fix years of pain, but I want you to know. I should have tried to come sooner, but I guess I didn't want to know if I really abandoned a child," he starts, "I never wanted my relationship with my children to be like the one I have with my dad, but I guess I have already failed. I wanted to be there for them, but I wasn't and I am so ashamed of what I have done. I just hope that maybe one day you will both allow me to be in your life. I won't try to force him to see me. I know he is in good hands. Can you maybe send me a picture of him from once in a while and maybe give him the gifts I want to give him for holidays? And if Tom ever treats him or you wrongly, tell me and I'll deal with him." I felt bad that Daryl couldn't get the relationship he wanted with his son because I remember his relationship with his dad was the worse and he just wanted to be better for his kids. "Tom would never hurt us, I know that as a fact. And I would love to send you some pictures and giving him his gifts," I reassure him. Daryl says goodbye and leaves us be. I look over to my son who still held an angry look on his face and I walk over to him. "Don't tell daddy, okay. Now, let's go home," I tell him.
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The Spiderman Who Stole My Heart (Tom Holland x Reader)
FanfictionWhen Tom helps a lost little boy, he did not expect his mom to be so young. Once they get to talking, Tom realizes she may be the girl of his dreams, but what happens when she is not ready for a relationship. REWRITTEN