Dominick

Gang Meeting

Dominick

"Good morning" I run my fingers through my beautiful wife's hair.

"Morning" she adjusts herself on me. "It is that meeting today?"

I nod and he groans, making me laugh. "It'll be quick"

"I'd hope so! I gotta pick Tagg up from school- speaking of school! He has to get ready!!" Lyla jumps out of bed and runs.

I smack my forehead. "It's only seven, fucktard"

"Eat my ass!" she shouts.

I roll my eyes and get out of bed, walking to Tagg's room.

Tagg is now six, Lyla and I got married, and we moved out with Lovely and Dean, but Evelyn and Zach visit a lot.

Oliver is still a little shit.

"Mmm" Tagg throws the blanket over his head.

"You have to get ready for school, muffin!" Lyla shakes him.

"Come on bud, it's Friday! Ice cream day!" I exclaim and he jolts up.

"Ice cream!!" he smiles widely.

I laugh and pick him up. "Mommy and daddy are both gonna drop you off today"

"Yay!!" he hugs my neck.

"Sweet boy! Now let's get ready!" Lyla rushes and I laugh, letting him down.

I leave the room and bump into Evelyn. "When the fuck did you get here?"

"Just now" she shrugs and we laugh. "Zach is being a bum and didn't come because he's tired"

"Loserrr" Dean skips in.

"You look like a girl" Lovely says.

I laugh. "Where's Marie?"

"Where's my boy?" Evelyn asks back.

"Touché" I say. "He's getting ready for school"

"So's Marie" she laughs and I make an O shape with my lips.

"Forgot. You're going to the meeting?" I ask.

She nods. "I'm there to support my dad"

"Mmm" Oliver groans. "I'm exhausted. Can I stay home, dad?"

I shake my head. "You're a Red Hooder right?"

"Ughhh" he throws his head back.

"Hurry!" Lyla runs out with our son. "To the car! Already running late!"

"Come on losers" I motion my hand and we all run outside, getting into our cars.

Lyla speeds off and I look at my son from the rear view mirror.

At first he plays with his fingers, then grabs his toy dinosaur.

Unfortunately, Tagg is a loner at school.

Not only because he's the son of an Archer, but because he doesn't talk to anyone.

He's not shy... just... doesn't want friends. He's a really good kid, just doesn't wanna be bothered.

Within minutes, we pull into the school and I walk Tagg in since Lyla isn't... properly dressed.

"I don't wanna go" Tagg frowns and holds onto my arm.

I look down at him. "Why not?"

"I wanna stay with you!! Please don't make me go" he begs, eyes filling with water.