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Chapter 3
Christian POV
HOLY FUCK. Is he really a kid? How can a boy who barely reaches up to my thighs be that well-mannered? Did I really want this? To meet him? To have this interaction? I should have just left him alone with Ana. That's the reason she left me wasn't it? That I wasn't ready to be a father? How can I be one? After all the shit I put people though. I let Anna raise him all alone for such a long time. Why couldn't I just check up on her? How could I just assume that she got rid of the baby because it was mine? She's not you Grey, I say to myself. I should've just…done something. I still don't think I'm capable of taking care of this boy. How will I ever? He'll grow up, probably resenting me and the very thought of me would be revolting for him.
"Sir, are you okay?" Charlie asks me in his high pitched voice.
"Uh huh", I cleared my throat. "I'm fine. I gotta go now. Hope we meet again", I say formally hoping that the discomfort is hidden in my voice.
"Okay, bye bye then", he says and looks at his fallen Popsicle. He must really like em'. "Yeah, sorry about the popsicle", I say and get up. We say our goodbyes and then I go straight to my car without acknowledging the Head Mistress. I can't take anymore of this. I squeeze my eyes shut and think about how my life went so wrong. "Just drive. Taylor', I say to him when he gives me a concerned look.
I need to talk to someone. ANYONE. I don't know how long I can keep it in anymore. The rational part of me says to get a hold of myself but I just can't. This is too big. I dial Mom's number
"Hey Christian! How are you? Called so soon?" she says in her usual cheery voice.
"Mom…" I manage to choke out.
"What is it Christian is you hurt? Are-", she exclaims in a concerned voice.
"Mom. She has a son…Anastasia…has a son", I silently scream.
"Christian. Is he yours?" she asks. Her voice suddenly going deep.
"Yes. He is! I don't know what to do! I met him today at his school I don't know how to deal with this. I've dealt with everything in my life! But this?! She hid him from me Mom. No matter if I wasn't ready to be a father, she should've told me!" I scream, my face feels like it's on fire.
"Christian. Son. You never told us that Anna left because of you not ready to be a father! Christian, all our lives…we've been trying to tell you that it's okay...that you are normal…where did we fall short child? How could you let this happen Christian it's been five years…" she has started to cry at this point "five years…and I never knew that I had a grandchild ", she sobs. She's blaming me too? Shit what have I done? How do I deal with this? I hang up the phone. I can't deal with her crying right now. I have to meet her. I have to meet Anna. "Taylor take the car back around and wait outside the school", I finally say.
Anna POV
Another day, another one of my boss' tantrums. He just can't let this go can he? When the author is refusing to make the change, what am I supposed to be doing? My work phone starts to ring. I pick it up. "Hey it's Jake for you. Shall I patch him through?", my assistant asks me. "Oh sure!", I say, a little more enthusiastically than I intended. Jake has been my best friend since I move to London. He was moving out of the house next door while I was moving in. "I'm surprised the Mrs. Hams hasn't showed up with her wee little umbrella yet", he mumbled to me while we were both unloading and loading our luggage. I wasn't supposed to be doing heavy lifting at the time but I refused to hire help. London is so expensive. "Hey, could you give me a hand with these?" I asked him. "Absolutely', he said. Jake was a part time standup comedian at the time and he cracked the weirdest joke nobody understood. But I always found them funny. Now he's a lawyer and works at one of the most prestigious firms in London.
"My boss has his testicles in a twist. I mean literally. In a twist. Bullocks why did I ever take this job"?" he says as soon as I say hello.
"Hahaha! And my boss is bat shit crazy", I say. This is kind of a daily routine. Both of us talking about our shitty jobs that pay really really well.
"Want to go out tonight? We could see the new Disney feature. Charlie really wants to see it", I say. Jake and Charlie are best of friends. "Pftt that boy has the strangest taste in movies. One day it's To Kill A Mockingbird and the next day Mickey Mouse, anyhow okay I'll give ye a call", he says and hangs up.
It's almost time to pick up Charlie. As I head to his school, I have a strange feeling in the pit of belly. I feel giddy. Really giddy. Maybe it was a stale looking scone that got to me.
I reach the school just in time as the children have already started rushing past the gates. Charlie casually walks towards me. Wonder what is up with him? "Hey kiddo how was school! Did you have a bad day? If that Riley boy is bothering you again I could talk to his mom again-", I ramble on.
"Mum, I met a man today. He sat next to me on the bench-", Charlie continues. And I feel it. The rush of air against my face. All the hair on my back stood up. My breathing quickens. What is happening to me?
What sort of sickness is this? The wind is pretty strong right now. I can hardly hear Charlie. I glance towards the sidewalk and there he is. Christian is here. HOLY FUCK. Christian is here. And he looks heavenly. He's walking towards me. My whole world seems to have paused. It's just him. He's almost here.
And that's the last thing I see before I black out.