Take Control

Nueve

"But, see, you didn't think things all the way through. It takes balls to do what I do. You wanna be the king, you gotta kill the king. This stuff's medieval, darling."

My phone started to buzz as I was feeding my young son. Well, now he was feeding himself, picking up the food on his tray with his chubby baby fingers and eating, his face was covered in food and slobber. I sighed and picked up my phone between two fingers, answering, holding my phone between my shoulder and my ear. Theo giggled as he watched me struggle to keep the phone on my shoulder.

"Hello?... Oh, hey... Yeah, I can pick you up. I'm feeding Theo right now...Yeah, yeah...I get it...Yeah, I'll pick you up soon...Bye," I hung up, cleaning up Theo's face and getting him a sippy cup, handing it to him. 

He sucked on the sippy cup and picked him up, carrying him to his nursery and cleaning him up completely. I dressed him in a onesie, gave him his favorite stuffed animal and set him flush against my side, so he was resting on my hip. 

I slipped on a pair of shoes and walked out to my car, a four-door, black Jeep Wrangler. Christopher had picked out specific things for the car, such as a three-piece hardtop, chrome tube side steps, stitched leather seating, and all-weather floor mats. He even purchased a new car seat for Theo. 

I had to help him with a body after he got me the car. That was a long day.

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"You look awful," I snickered, leaning against the side of my car.

"Good to see you, too, Mama," Christopher chuckled, before wincing, putting a hand to his chest.

"How did you get discharged early?"

"You don't wanna know, Mama." 

I groaned, frowning. "You scared the shit out of me, you know that?"

He let out a shaking sigh, "I-I know, Mama. I'm-I'm sorry," He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, looking down at me.

"Wait wait wait wait. Are you apologizing?"

"Y/N. Don't start."

"You're apologizing!" I nearly jumped for joy. I giggled madly.

He sighed heavily before coughing, holding his chest. I quieted quickly, getting worried.

"Easy, I don't want you dying on me. Though, if you do, do it here," I chuckled nervously. He smiled weakly.

"Let me get in the car, Mama."

I nodded, moving away from the passenger side door. Worry began to blossom in my chest like a flower unfurling in the morning. He got into the car, he seemed to be in a bit of pain.

I got into the car, starting it. I glanced at Christopher, who now had Theo in his lap, playing with him. I smiled softly, starting the drive back to my house.

"What's the likeliness of the cops showing up at my house?" I asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Christopher shrugged, eyes closed. Theo was hugging his chest, arms loose around Christopher's torso. I smiled softly. This was gonna be an okay day.

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Christopher's phone was ringing.

His actual phone, not what I 'kindly' called his 'trap-phone'. It had been lighting up with messages and I wanted to respect his privacy so I didn't look at the messages. However, it seemed like whoever was messaging him, wanted to reach him urgently.

Christopher wasn't in the room, so I carefully picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID that read 'Rhea'. I felt insecurity and jealousy well up in my throat and chest but I bit it back, ignoring Christopher's words that were replaying in my head.