What Isnt Expected

Ten

An angry groan rumbles in my chest. Having a two year old kid is like the most frustrating thing in the world. I woke up extra early because I knew Henry would give me a problem. Thankfully I'm already dressed in my cheer uniform but he won't let me get him dressed.

"Henry! Could you please just be still?" I groan. My son purses his lips and folds his arms over his chest. So far, I got his shirt over his head, but that's it.

"No! I want mama!" He snaps at me. He is really attached to Regina, you'd think she gave birth to him.

"Well you can't see mama if you you don't get dressed." I whine and fall back on my heels in defeat. Henry shakes his head and keeps his hands tucked tight beneath his pits. I attempt again, and he fights me again.

"Dude! Come on!" I scold.

"I don't want to go." His tiny lip quivers and he starts to cry. It's driving me insane and I'm sure Gina is awake. I grab my phone beside me and call her.

"Hello?" Her beautiful voice instantly eases my stress.

"Babe. Can you please come and get Henry? Please?" I beg. There's shuffling before Regina answers.

"Okay...and then what? I can't just drop him off at Johanna's. Nobody needs to know that we share a son Emma." She points out. Like I didn't know that!

"I know, I know. I'll follow you, we'll park a distance away and then I'll take him in myself. I just need you to do this for me." And I need you to fuck me...I rub my forehead and sigh away the stress.

"Okay baby. What is he doing now?" She asks me.

"He won't let me dress him because he wants to see you." Regina sighs from hearing this.

"I wanna speak!" Henry snaps at me. He tugs

On my skirt to get my attention. I put the phone on speaker so he can hear. "Hi mama!"

"Henry..."Regina gives that mother tone. Henry immediately shrinks and purses his lip. "You stop giving you mother a hard time right now and get dressed for daycare okay?"

"Okay." Henry whimpers with a nod to his head. I think he feels that Regina has her eyes on him.

"I'm coming to get you but if you're not good. Mama's not going to be happy." She continues. This is amazing. Maybe it's because Regina is older...I don't know but he fucking listens to her instantly!

"I sorry mama..."Henry pouts. I take the phone off of speaker and hold it between my shoulder and cheek. Henry finally let's me put on his clothes.

"I have a meeting so I'll be there in 15 minutes. Please be ready." She whines. I roll my eyes and zip up the kid's hoodie.

"We're ready now." I tell her. She tells me she loves me like always and we hang up. I grab Henry's bag and his tiny fingers.

"I go see MAM-" he attempts to scream but I cover his mouth immediately. He looks up at me with widened eyes and confusion.

"Remember...we can't say that unless we're at Gina's." I remind. I cautiously pull my hand away from his mouth.

"Why?" He asks me.

"Because grandma doesn't like it and Gina's our secret Queen remember?" Henry nods and zips his lips shut. "Good boy."

I pick him up and carry him down the stairs towards the kitchen. My dad is sitting in the dinning room, sipping on his coffee, and reading the newspaper. Neal is sitting beside him in his highchair, to my surprise, he is peaceful eating his waffles.