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~ I ran my fingers through Elijah's mess of hair as he slept peacefully beside me. I kissed his forehead before making sure he was actually sleeping and getting up to go into the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and sat on the toilet pulling up my contacts in my phone
My leg bounced up and down out of nervousness as I bit my entire acrylic off. Holding the ringing phone to my ear I continued to naw at my nails. It rang three times before I heard the call go through. {mercy.} my mothers tired voice called
"Hey." I swallowed. "I- I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you, I can call back tomorrow."
{No! It's fine, is something wrong? Did sometimes happen?}
I shook my head no as if she could see me. "No... Elijah knows about the baby- h-he wants to keep it."
The entire line went silent. I knew she was still on the call because after a few seconds I could hear her sigh {Mercy you promised me.}
"I can't do it. I can't and I have to respect that this is what he wants... this isn't just my decision the baby is just as much his as it is mine." I tried to explain
{...I can't believe this. You promised.}
"Mom, why can't you be happy for me?"
{because I know what it is like to raise a child. You will never understand me because you are still one yourself and until you grow up me and you will never see eye to eye.}
"Momma-"
{goodbye August.}
I sighed holding my phone in my hand. This shouldn't be so hard, why can't everyone just be happy? Setting my phone on the counter I stood up looking at myself in the mirror. I had bags under my eyes and my hair was a mess but what's new.
Turing off the light I exited the bathroom. Getting under the cover I moved closer to him so he could lay his head on my stomach. I'm getting so used to sleeping with him that I know if It ever comes a day when I won't be able to I won't be able to sleep
He mumbled something incoherent making me giggle at his sleepy state. "Why are you so tired, huh baby." I whispered playing in his hair. He doesn't answer, just nuzzles himself further into my grasp.
"You better not make me regret this mister because if you do I will pay someone to kick your ass."
I wouldn't."I admit that was a lie. I love your ass to much to let someone kick it."
I rub his back feeling how tense he is. After a few minutes he calmed down and inevitably went slump against my body.
Humming a tune in my head I pretend to cut his hair with my fingers. It's long, he hasn't had a haircut yet and I'm tempted to do it myself. I wonder how he'd react if I just did it, I used to cut Darwin's hair for him and Jason's I think I'm good at it.
