Duskwood- One shot collection

You left me : part 2

"Tristan! Oh my god! Tristan!" I heard mom's voice. She ran towards us and pulled me away from my saviour.

Mom held me in her arms tight, she was crying, again! "Oh my god. I am so sorry my son! Are you alright? Are you hurt? Tell me dear? Tristan?" she was crying and her voice was full of concern. Mom was worried about me! In a long time, she was hugging me? Asking me if I was alright? This is all that I had ever wanted! "Yes mom.. He helped me." I pointed towards the man. He was staring me, then mom, then back at me. He had black hair and blue eyes, just like my own. He was wearing a hoodie. I strangely felt connected to him.

"J-J-Jake?" mom whispered. Who was Jake?
"MC?" the man said. How did he know my mom? I was so confused. Wait- is he... Is he my father?

Jake's POV:

I was released today. After 9 years, I saw the clear sky, the sunlight, the freedom!

I took a deep breath and made my way towards MC's house. How would she react on seeing me? Would she be angry? She would definitely hate me. But I would finally be able to tell her about where I was and that I didn't just use and left her.

I was standing in front of her apartment, but no one was there. It looked abandoned. Long grass was growing everywhere. The paint of the walls was wearing off. I asked the neighbours about her and heard a shocking thing. They said that MC had left shortly after giving birth to her son 9 years ago. MC's son? Was it- was it.. Our son?! I was asking everyone about her current address like a crazy man. I needed to see her! Maybe it was our son! I needed to see him! None of her neighbours knew where she was staying.

I was desperate! I wanted to know where she was. Realisation attacked me. Jessica! She was MC's best friend. She must be definitely be knowing where MC is! I ran straight towards Jessica's apartment. On my way I saw a little boy, who looked not older than 8, was walking towards the park. He was lost in his thoughts and I saw that a bus was moving towards him. Shit!

I quickly pulled him away just in time. I held him in my arms. He was scared and was mumbling for his mom. I was about to say something to him when I heard.... her!

"Tristan! Oh my god! Tristan!" it was MC! She snatched the boy from me, not even looking up at me. She held him tight in her arms and was crying and asking him if he was alright.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry my son! Are you alright? Are you hurt? Tell me dear? Tristan?" it broke my heart to see them like this. "Yes mom.. He helped me." the boy pointed towards me and that's when she saw me. She stared at me with wide eyes. Both of us were unable to say anything but she broke the silence first. "J-J-Jake?" her voice was barely a whisper. "MC" I said. We stared at each other for a few minutes when Tristan, took us out of our trance. "Mom. Who is he?"

.....

"Your father." MC quietly said. Father? He really was my son? Our son?! Oh my god!

"What? He is.. He is my son?" I asked her, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"No! He is MY son." MC angrily said. Her softened eyes, now glaring at me with hatred. I was expecting this, but not after finding out about my son. "MC listen.. I can explain-"

"What will you explain now, Jake? 9 years! You were gone for 9 years! You just left me like that! I was pregnant and you just left me! Why? Why didn't you ever contact me? What happened suddenly that you just left? Did you even even think about me?" she broke down in tears. Tristan, our son, was wiping the tears off her face. "Mom, please don't cry. He must have had a reason. Listen to him. Please." Aw my son! My heart clenched seeing both of them like this. I was so grateful that she had him when I was gone.