“Emmie why don’t you ride with me to the bar tonight that way we can get a few minutes so we can get to know one another?” I question taking amuse pleasure in the fallen expression that crosses her face. Oh yea she remembers now. God she is so hot. But I need to forget that shit and deal with the problem at hand. The one shooting daggers through my heart and possibly considering taking me out in the same manner he did Dani a little while ago. My legs squeeze together and I bring both my hands up laying them over my precious jewels, just in case he decides to strike.
“Yea…I’m thinking I’m not going to go out tonight I believe I need to stay here and explain everything to my dad and son. Jesse Jay why don’t you come over here and leave Carter alone and stop bothering him.” She is says while twisting her hair into knot.
“No, I think you and I have a conversation we really need to have alone unless you’d like us to discuss it right here and right now.” I reply calling her bluff. Does she somehow truly believe she is going to somehow get out of this discussion? If so she’s got another thought coming to her. I can’t stop my eyes from wondering back to the boy standing in front of me. The strings around my heart are tightening from looking at him. This is my son mine. I always knew I wanted children I just thought I’d be around from the moment they were born. Without thinking I reach my hand out and rub Jesse Jay on top of the head. “So big guy what do you like to do for fun?” I question my six year old doppelganger unable to believe I am speaking to my very own son.
“Um let's see, I like to play with my PS4, ride my bike and go to the club house with my pops. Although I have to tell you I don’t get as much out of looking at all those women’s racks as pops and the rest of the guys do. Plus the bitch that does the cooking there she doesn’t know what the hell she’s doing. So most of the time I wait till I get home so momma will feed me. She’s the best cook in the whole damn world.” Jesse Jay’s arms are moving everywhere as he talks and he’s jumping from one foot to the other like its impossible for him to stand still.
“Jesse Jay did you hear me I told you to come over here and leave Carter alone.” Emmie says with a hard tone of voice.
“Emmie he’s fine trust me when I say the last thing in the world he could ever do is bother me in anyway. Isn’t that right buddy?” I am looking at Emmie but I’m patting Jesse Jay on the back in in a show of friendship. As I’m wondering why the hell my six year old son cusses like a sailor and his mother doesn’t correct him. As soon as I establish myself as his farther all that shit is going to end.
“Alright…um… if you are sure he's not bothering you” she manages to stammer out. Rubbing her hands together like they are frozen.
“Hey do you want to play a game with me Carter?” Jesse Jay ask in an excited voice. Jumping up and down.
“I’d love to play a game with you buddy… what’ch got.” I can’t believe I’m about to play a video game with my son a son I knew nothing about until an hour ago. As much as I’m in a hurry to get Emmie alone so we can discuss that night and the fact that I have a son I also known it’s going to have to wait a little while because at this moment I need to be right here with him. To get to know him a little, to try and begin forming some type of bond with him; so when he finds out I’m his dad he won’t hate me. God my parents are going to die. They are going to be in heaven. I have the urge to go into the bathroom and call’em up and say hey guess what you guys are grandparents.
I know a lot of guys would be questioning this but not me. Hell he looks like he’s been picked out of my ass with a knitting needle. I can tell by the expression on Emmie’s beautiful face she’s not only figured it out herself but she knows I have to; and she is praying to god I’ll let this go and won’t call her out on it. But she is crazier than hell if she thinks for one moment I’m not going to play a role in my child’s life now that I know about him. Hell I’m even prepared to deal with her dad and his gang which says a lot. Because I’d bet all the money I have in the bank he’s has killed people before and wouldn’t have a problem with killing again at the drop of a hat.
“If you two are playing I’m playing to.” Justin says. “Where’s your games system at kid.”
“I have a name asshole and it’s not kid. If you are going to play with me and Carter you better remember to call me Jesse Jay and not kid or I might think about sending your ass to the ground.” Jesse Jay says in a low tone of voice and somehow manages to look scaring doing it.
“Yea I got’ch Jesse Jay just don’t hit me in the balls and were good alright?” Justin says smiling he has taken as instant liking to this smart ass little boy.
The rest of the guys all join in saying they wanted to play, so that is how my son I spent our first few hours together taking turns killing zombies. We all laugh and by the time Emmie tells Jesse Jay it's time for him to take a bath we have all filled up on chips and consumed numerous glsses of sweet tea and my son is sitting on my lap his head laid back against my chest and I feel as proudest dad in the world.
When Emmie is standing over me she reaches her hand out for our son's and he takes it. everything in me wants to reach my one hand out for hers and wrap the other around Jesse Jay so neither of them can get away from me. But in the end I do neither I sit there and watch my son place his small hand into his mother’s small hand then jump to his feet and hug her like she is his world as he tells her he had fun and he likes her new band. That sort of hurt a little. That is the way he sees me as someone in a band with his mother not as a dad. But all of that shit is going to be changing soon and I mean really soon. Because I want my son to be with me every day and I don’t care what I have to do to make that happen. The emotions I’m experiencing ground to a halt pretty fast when my six year old son yells over his shoulder as he’s heading to take his bath.
“See you dick heads later and you all better remember not to touch my momma you hear me?”
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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...
