The Grimm(Scary Story)

The Grimm~*1*

It was 7 in the morning, the sun was shining partially thru the bedroom door where Johnny was sound asleep still from his hard night, for once again he was haunted by his bad dreams. For ever since his mother passed away, he was troubled with them. My name is Kacie Collier Johnny's future stepmother, or so I was hoping to take the position beens I have been dating his father Criss Angel now for almost a year. His family at first didn't take a liking to me at all, as matter of fact, the only one that did like me was Johnny. That's why Criss decided to go out with me in the first place, and I guess I just grew on him because he never ran me off. It wasn't until just two months ago that his mom and brother's finally accepted me, which was a huge blessing and stress release on my part because I was so emotionally tired of being perfect for them so they'd accept me.

Criss was sound asleep wrapped around me like a pretzel underneath the soft plush blanket that we shared. I tickled his nose gently with my fingertip as I told him it was time for him to wake up and greet the morning. Criss snuggled further down under the blanket and gave me a smile as he told me he didn't want to. I gave him a tender kiss on the cheek and told him that I had to get up before Johnny gets up so I could have his breakfast ready so he could take his meds. Johnny sadly had leukemia but he was a trooper just like his daddy, and he only had one more set of treatments now that he was almost 6 years old, it was safe to say that he kicked cancer's ass. Because the doctor told Criss and I both that Johnny was cancer free and the treatments worked, but just to be on the safe side he wanted to take the final treatment. 

I managed to crawl out of Criss's strong embrace and got into the shower real quick so I could get dressed and down in the kitchen to start breakfast, for our lil man had to have his bacon, scrambled eggs, and french toast with butter and powdered sugar because he hated sticky syrup, he didn't like getting messy. By the time I was halfway done with making breakfast Criss came down in his Diesel shorts with his messy morning hair and kissed me on the neck as he said morning to me, then raided the fridge for the orange juice. But before he could drink from the jug, I told him without looking at him that the cups were in the cupboard next to his head, and not to be a bad role model for Johnny. 

Criss chuckled as he comically said yes dear, and grabbed a couple of cups from the cupboard...then he poured some out and put the jug back in the fridge, and handed me the second cup. We shared a deep moment of loving silence as we drank our juice, then we heard the pitter patter of feet coming down the marble stairs. I quickly grabbed the plates and took them to the table all ready for us to share our family breakfast. Criss grabbed Johnny's special cup that he loved using and poured some grape juice in it and placed it next to his plate then he sat down on the other side of me and waited for him to join us.

Johnny silently walked past us and sat down in his seat, and waited for us patiently to pick up our silverware so he could eat when we began...it wasn't anything  Criss or I taught him, he just did it like that all on his own, he was such a smart, clean, and well-mannered child, and I loved him like he was my own. But he was unusually quiet this morning so as I handed him his apple slices that we all ate after our main course, I asked him if he was feeling ok. He looked down at his plate and shook his head yes, but said that he was still having bad dreams that keep him from sleeping. I knelt down beside his chair and gave him a reassuring hug and told him that everything would be ok, and if he had any more bad dreams from now on not to hesitate to come into the room and get me.

Criss got out of his seat and grabbed the empty dishes from the table with one hand and stopped behind his son's seat and ruffled his hair slightly and told him to come and get either of us and we both would either stay up with him or sleep whichever one happened first. Then he patted me on the ass playfully and went to do the cleanup duty in the kitchen for I did the cooking. Johnny slid out of his chair and said he wanted to go back to his room and watch some cartoons for a while, then, later on, he would go outside and play. I gave him a loving squeeze as I told him that sounded like a good idea. As Johnny ran up the stairs, Criss came out with the towel over one shoulder drying his hands and said what was a good idea.

I snickered at him as I told him that going back to bed and watching some television, Criss chuckled lightly as he said oh, and waltzed back into the kitchen and tossed the towel on the counter, then he came out and ran up behind me and grabbed me, scaring the shit out of me, he laughed at me as he carried me up the stairs and said that bed and a movie sounded good to him, beens he was officially on his vacation from his work and magical arts for a while, or at least until they got his new home away from home complete at Planet Hollywood, beens his career at the Luxor was now complete and he couldn't renew the contract, but as he would say quite often sae la vie...and on to new adventures.