Changing Connor ~A sequel to changing Cameron~

Chapter 10- After Movie Fun

By the time the movie is over, I've fallen alseep about 5 times. Luke literally had to "accidentally" spill some of his drink on my lap. Which almost made me punch him in the face. But I didn't, because I'm a good person.    After it is completely over, the children decide that they want ice cream. We arrive at the shop and Aria and Luke's little boy runs to the counter, discussing flavors.

   "What do you want, Mr. Franta?", Luke asks, nudging me and laughing. I push him slightly which causes him to laugh more. "Fine, someone doesn't get ice cream". I roll my eyes but still keep a smile on my face.

    Soon after, everyone had ordered and now we're sitting at a table eating the ice cream we just purchased. "So, I don't really know anything about you", I say to Luke. He puts his ice cream down and looks at me.

   "Well, what do you wanna know?", he asks. I start asking him the obvious. Like about his son, where he lives, what he does. You know, the stuff that shouldn't be too dificult to talk to.

   "Well, Kyle is 4, he likes giraffes and penguins. He also really likes coloring and drawing. We live about two blocks from the park in a small apartment. Aaaand I work at a hospital. I take blood and stuff like that", he replies. I nod my head in understanding.

   

    For a moment, it's quiet. I want to ask him about Kyle's mom. Where she is, why she isn't around, why it's only him and his son. But I don't wanna scare him away or push him to far. "What kind of music do you like?", I ask randomly. He looks at me weird, then his expression softens.

    "Oh, Um, Pop, I guess. And also stuff like, All Time Low, and Nickleback. I don't really have a music preference", he replies. "But, I do sing. It's kinda like.. Pop and Rock, I guess. I really like to play the guitar too".

    "I would kill to be able to play an instrument and sing. I'm literally a talentless little poop", I say, causing him to laugh. "It isn't funny!". He shakes his head and laughs more.

   A little later, we all say our goodbyes then go to our seperate cars. I put Aria in the car and buckle her in, then get in the drivers seat and make our way to our home.

   "Hey, daddy?", Aria asks from the back seat. I look at her through the mirror and she takes it as a sign ot continue. "Do you know why Kyle doesn't have a mommy?". I shake my head. She sighs. "Me neither".

    "Um, Aria, do you know why you don't have a mommy?", I ask. This has been a really big fear of mine for a while. I kept dreading the day that I would have to have this talk, but I most definitely didn't know it would come this quick. I also literally just put myself in this position. She was asking about Kyle, not herself.

   "Well of course I do. You don't have to have a mommy and daddy to have parents to take care of you! You can have a mommy and daddy, or a mommy and mommy, or a daddy and daddy, LIKE ME!", she shouts, surprising me. I smile a little. I was not expecting that, nor did I know how grown up my baby girl is getting.

    "That's right. You do have two daddies, like some other people do. Two daddies who love you more than anything in this world!", I say. She giggles and then rests her head in her seat. "We're almost home love, then you can sleep".

   A few minutes later we arrive at the house and I get out. I help Aria out then we go inside. Connor lays on the couch watching TLC, holding Joseph to his chest. He turns his head slightly when he hears the door open. "Hey guys", he whispers.

    "Hey baby", I whisper back, going closer to him and pecking his lips. I pick up Aria and take her to her room to get ready for bed. I help her change into her pajamas and into bed in a good time. Just call me super dad.

    "Goodnight hun", I whisper to Aria before kissing her forehead and leaving the room. I walk back down to the living room to find Connor and Joseph not there anymore.

    I walk back into the room and see Joseph in his crib, but no Connor. Then I feel arms twist around my waist from behind me and feel breath on my neck. "Let's go to the couch, yeah?", he whispers. I nod my head and grab him hand, then drag him down to the living room.