Sudden Change

Chapter 5

Courtney POV

"Why daddy need to leave?" Zayne asked when we sat on the bed on my room. He didn't want to sleep at his room.

Well, Shayne left an hour ago.
When we're eating lunch, someone called on his phone.
He supposed to leave after we ate but Zayne didn't want him to go and he ended up leaving after dinner.

He gave me his number and said I'll call him if we need something.

"He told you that he need to go to his friend's house, didn't he?."

"But it's night time."

"Well he--"

"Daddy."

"Yes, your d-"

"Dad-dy."

I look at him confused.
He sighed.

"Mom, you should also call him daddy." He said like it so obvious

"And why would I call him that?"

"Because mom, he's my dad." He stated obviously again.

I chuckled.

"That's not how it works baby."

"But---"

"Hep! You need to sleep now. You'll see him again tomorrow, don't worry."

He sigh before he lay down.

"Can you call him mom? I want to say goodnight."

"But you already said that to him when he left."

"But he wasn't going to sleep that time."

"You should sleep. He told you, you need to sleep early."

"Pleeeease mom, promise, I'll sleep after I talk to him." He said and made his pouty face that he knew I can't resist.

"Okay."

I dialed Shayne's number and I'm handing the phone to Zayne but doesn't want to hold it. After a three rings he answered.

"Hello?"

"Zayne wants to talk to you." I said and gave to Zayne the phone and he happily accept it.

"Daddy!" He exclaimed happy.

I stand up and went to wardrobe and get a pajama.

"I'm going to change my clothes, just stay here, okay?"

"Okay mom. So dad, you will come here tomorrow morning?"

I went to the bathroom and change my clothes.
I stare my reflection on the mirror.

There is something change on Zayne's mood.
He is really happy to be with his father.
He was on Shayne's side this whole day.
I fear that if he need to choose one of us,
He will pick his father.
Did I make the right decision?

But even though I didn't make the right decision,
Just remembering how happy Zayne was when he knew who is his father.
It's like his world is complete.
And as his mother,
I want him to be happy.

He really look like Sh--

I washed my face with a cold water.

Maybe the two of them are done talking.

When I went out of the bathroom.

"Mom, you took so loooong."

"Are you done talking to your father?"