My Tiktok Boy| 2 *COMPLETE*

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The young toddler shrieked, running around. "Mason! I have to get your shirt on!" I laugh, Mason continues running around in protest, I sigh. He then suddenly stops, running to a random corner. I hear him say something, but I couldn't quite make it out.
I hear another voice and immediately run to where Mason has gone. My eyes widen as I see Brandon, holding Mason.
"Let go of my son!" I reach for Mason, grabbing him and cradling him in my arms.
"You leave him alone." I glare at Brandon, as he stared at me in aw.
"Wheres Jaden? I heard you guys are married. Oh well, poor you but he did shoot me. You won't be a widow for long though." He winks at me.
"Don't touch Jaden." I growled, voice dangerously low. I rested my hand in the pocket knife I've kept in my pocket all these years. He smiles and takes a step forward.
"I-I'm warning you." I mentally slap myself. Don't sound vulnerable!
I pull out the pocket knife, hand shaking viciously.
"Mason, go to your room and lock the door. Only open for me." I say calmly. I see Mason quickly nod, running upstairs.
"Get out." I say, same calm voice I had used with Mason, although this time it was a bit more aggressive.
I hold the knife to his throat, swallowing. "Chill," he says, holding his hands up, "I only came to say hi." He gives s small wave.
"Hi."
"Bye. Leave."
"Actually," he takes a step forward, clearing his throat, "I think I may stay."