Never Leaving Again (Katelyn × Reader)

Chapter 8

Jason.
For the past few days, Mom seemed happy. Her step was lighter. She was smiling more. She laughed more. She was just up and about. We think she's replacing mom. We think she's dating another girl to fill mom's spot. Today Naomi and I walked into the kitchen to see Mom talking on the phone while cooking. She was laughing. An easy smile was on her face as she chatted. I drop my books with a loud bang. Mom jumped and turned around. She put a finger to her lips and then went back to her conversation. Making me roll my eyes. Naomi sat besides me. "Do you think mom is dating someone else really? How can she replace mama," she asked? I shrugged angry. "We'll get answers tonight Mi. Just do your homework," I say. I take out my notes and go over them. While reading from my book.
(Y/n).
I lay looking up at the ceiling. My arm under my head. If I was at home Katelyn would be on my side. Her head laying just in the crook of her neck. Just so that of I turn my head I can bury my head into her blue hair. I stared at the ceiling. It was about one o'clock. It was one of those sleepless nights. But this time I kept seeing Katelyn. I missed her. I miss her warmth. I miss her sweet laugh and her gentle kisses. I missed just feeling her body next to mine. Or against my side. Leaning heavily against it with exhaustion from chasing Jason around. I missed the sound of her voice and her soft humming. I close my eyes and sink into an abyss of sleep. My mind playing tricks on me. The next morning I sit at a table but don't feel hungry. The full circle makes me wish for home more. I didn't even think that was something I would ever even dream of having. And now I miss it. I miss the laughter of the kids. And Jason's glare after I tease him. "How was home (Y/n)? What are you up to," Aunt Martha asked? I spin my fork around. A small smile on my face. "I actually have kids of my own. And a wife. If you can believe it," I say. Aunt Martha looks at me surprise. "Show me see proof." I check myself to see if I still have my  picture. I do. I point out Jason and Matthew. Katelyn, Naomi. "They're beautiful," Aunt Martha says. I know. Though I smile anyway. Because the lady is giving me a place to stay and I know she is waiting for a reason to kick me out. "Must of been Katelyn's genes," I say. Aunt Martha laughs and nods at this. At noon I leave. I have a lot more walking and I need to figure some more things out. I also need to put us all back together before I get home.
Katelyn.
I was texting Jasmine. This girl I met out while I was walking. I bite my lip to contain my smile and I sent another texting. Jasmine instantly texting back. There was a knock on my door and I looked up. The kids stood in my doorway. I quickly put my phone down. "Hey. Need something," I asked? Jason nodded and moved in. Oh Irene. What trouble am I going to hear about tonight? "We noticed you been texting someone a lot," Jason says. "Okay. Your point," I asked? "Are you seeing someone? Is Mama being replaced," Naomi blurts out. Jason and Matthew turned to Naomi. Jason's finger tapping absentmindedly. Her eyes filled with tears. "I don't want another Mama. As far as I know it, my mama is gone. Why do you want another person to date? How could you betrayed Mama's trust like that? What of she's still alive," Naomi asked? Jason turned back to me and nodded. Crossing his arms. I sighed and turned my phone off. I motioned for the kids to sit as I place my phone on the charger. "Why would you think I'm trying to replace your mother," I asked? "Because you're smiling more. And laughing. Personally I liked the mother who was lost and staying in the bed. Not this one," Matt says. I roll my eyes. "I'm not replacing your mother guys. She's just a friend," I say. "That's what they all say. And then it becomes something more. Next thing we know is we have five more siblings wandering around the place. If she's going to be something more just say it. So I can come up with ways to make her leave," Jason says. "There will be none of that. And I'm serious. There's nothing going on between me and this person. If you like you can all meet her tomorrow," I say. "Great. I'll make sure to set out pictures of mom so she knows that you're a married widow," Jason says standing. "Jason!" He walks out anyway. With Matthew and Naomi following. I run my hands through my hair and then turn my phone back on. Jasmine is just a friend. She makes me feel happier. Like a normal person again. She's only a friend. Yet I can't help but feel (Y/n) would want me to move on eventually. But with the kids and work. And grieving. Everyone would look at me like I'm crazy. And I still can't share a part of me. Because that part has to be hidden. I'll be keeping half of my life a secret because I can't tell it. Even if Gene is dead and no one is after us. I learned that from (Y/n). Anyone could be the enemy. How can I start a new relationship if I'm always looking over my back? Or waiting for an attack to happen so I can fall back guarded? Irene, (Y/n)! I can't have a normal life because of you now. Groaning I hold my head in my hands. Frustrated.

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