“Mom were home and I’m hungry pops didn’t feed me today.”
“You little shit I did to feed you it’s not my fault you wouldn’t eat it.”
“Pops that shit wasn’t food. I don’t know what it was but it wasn’t food.”
“No your mom has spoilt your little ass and you refuse to eat anything anyone else cooks.”
“That’s because my mom is the best cook in the world you know that pops.”
“Yea I have to agree with you on that one.”
I listen too, two of the most important people in my life as they discuss my cooking abilities as I head out of my bedroom to meet them in the living room. I step in and look at my beautiful little boy. His dark hair lays overtop of his ears almost touching his shoulders all one length. I can tell by his tell build he is going to be huge by the time he’s grown. I can also tell he is going to be one of those bad boy heart breakers. I can’t help but wonder for the millionth time what his farther looks like? You know I went back to the motel every night for a month after I found out I was pregnant. Praying if the guy was still there he would see me hanging around and come speak to me. I wasn’t going to tell him about the baby but I really did want to know what he looked like and what his name was. I knew the odds were he would never be at the motel again but there was nothing else I could do. Other than posting an add on craigslist stating “Looking for the guy that had a one night stand at the motel six on 5th street in Tampa Florida on march the second 2007. Hell you caught me I wrote the ad, but I decided to delete it after an hour of staring at the screen.
“Hey buddy did you and pops have fun today?” The smile that lights up his face when he sees me melts my heart like always.
“Hell yea we did. Right pops?”
Then he opens his mouth and I remember he’s not an Angel and he’s going to be the death of me. “Jesse Jay that mouth is going to get you in trouble young man.”
“Aw mom, stop busting my balls pops tell her.”
“Young man pops does not tell me what to do.”
“Why not he’s your dad? If he doesn’t get to tell you what to do then why do you get to tell me what to do?”
“Son I think you better shut your mouth while you are ahead your mother doesn’t look like she’s in the mood tonight.”
“Aw pops you know mom isn’t going to do anything to me she loves me too much, right mom?”
God when he smiles like that he so beautiful. He’s right I can’t stay mad at him. I never have been able to I know how he is but he’s mine and I wouldn’t take anything in this world for him. I just wish I knew how to be a better parent so he wouldn’t act the way he does. But considering the people he is growing up around what more can I expect. “You are absolutely right baby momma can’t stay mad at you. I heard you saying you were hungry. What if I momma heats you guys up the homemade chili I made last night and I make you both some grilled cheese sandwiches to go with it?”
“Hell yea that’s what I’m talking about. What about you pop’s?”
“Sounds like a plan to me buddy.”
I give them both a tight smile while resolving myself to let my son’s response go. I glance at my dad and see him studying me. He always has been able to tell when I am keeping something from him. The day I found out I was pregnant I told him. The moment his blue eyes met mine he knew something was wrong so I went ahead and told him instead of putting it off. If he was disappointed in me he never showed it he also never questioned me about who the farther was. He knew I would tell him if it was someone that was going to be playing a role in either of our lives. My dad stood by me through everything he loves Jesse Jay with all of his heart. My dad’s name is Frank he is six foot four of pure muscle. He is covered in tattoos he has short blonde hair with blue eyes and he’s clean shaven. He is ruggedly handsome and women flock to him like bees to honey. He also rides a Harley and he’s the MC of the “Chosen few” I grew up living with the motorcycle gang now my son is too. I leave my dad staring as I head to the kitchen. I hear my dad tell Jesse Jay to go wash up so he can eat. Then I hear his footsteps come into the kitchen. “You got something you need to talk about squirt?”
“No why?”
“Are we really going to play this game?” His deep voice rumbles.
“I’m not playing any games with you dad.”
“The hell you’re not I can see it in your eyes something is up.”
“Trust when I tell you nothing is wrong. I’m just going to be doing something tomorrow I’d rather not talk about tonight. Is that alright?”
“Yea…ok I hear you honey, but whatever you are going to be doing tomorrow do you need any help with it?”
“No this is something I have to do on my own. I promise I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow evening after we both get home.”
“Alright I’m holding you to that young lady. Now you got a hug for your old man?”
“You bet I do.” I wrap my arms around my dad as he wraps his around me. His massive form engulfing mine. God I love this man he has been my rock all my life. I don’t know what I would do if anything ever happened to him. He squeezes me tight to his chest and I smell his Signature cologne Kenneth Cole he has worn it ever since I can remember. To me that cologne represents home and my dad.
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ROCKER CHICK
RomanceEmmie had to drop out of college and her all girl band at the end of her first year. All due to one drunken mistake she made at a party one night. She ended up having to move back home with her dad which is the MC of the local chapter of the Chosen...
