Drew's backstory.

Cracks in the Cradle

Third person pov:

The small, young, magenta haired boy cried his eyes out as his mother scrolled through her phone, ignoring him completely
"Would you shut up, you brat?" She growled. Yet that didn't make him stop; he cried and cried. The woman seemed to be losing her patience. She slammed her phone down and grabbed the baby's wrist, "if you don't shut up I'll give you a reason to cry you little piece of-" She was cut off by the sound of her ringing phone. It was her husband Wyatt. She let go of the baby's wrist and picked up the phone

"Hello?" The woman said

"Hey honey, I'm on my way home now"

"Oh alright!" She replied

"Love you"

"I love you too" she said hanging up

She turned to the baby her eyes rolling. She walked up to him and looked at his face-his eyes were glossy, his cheeks red, his messy short hair, his face all scrunched up. She puts the tip of her nail on his cheek purposely scratching it. The baby started crying, of course, and the woman put a pacifier in his mouth. "I hate this kid" the woman thought, picking up the little boy putting him in a playpen, throwing a bottle in there.

A couple hours later the door knob started to jiggle-the sound of keys in the other side of the door. The lady immediately went to the playpen to pick up the sleeping baby and the bottle. She poured
the remaining milk in the sink to make it seem like the baby had drunk it all, then held him and the bottle close.

The door opened, and a tall, handsome man with curly Magenta hair walked in, wearing a suit and holding a suit case.

"I'm home!" He smiled

"Oh, hi Wyatt!" the woman replied warmly, walking over with the baby in her arms kissing him on the cheek.

"Oh?" Wyatt raised an eyebrow looking at the baby.

"Did little Drew fall asleep?" He asked, with a soft chuckle

"Yea.." the woman replied, forcing a smile

"Let me put him in his crib" he said, gently taking the baby from the her arms.

The woman watched him walk up the stairs, then let out a quiet groan.

Wyatt's pov:

I was carrying my son, Drew, up the stairs to put him in his crib when I noticed something on his cheek. I gently touched it with my finger, making his face scrunch up a little. What is that..?  I wondered. After laying him in his crib and ticking him in, I walked out the room and closed the door behind me.
I went downstairs to see my wife on her phone.

"Honey" I said

"Yes?" She replied, still staring at the screen

"Do you know where that scratch on Drew's cheek came from?"

She immediately looked up and said, "oh he just fell while he was in the playpen!"

"Oh, okay, that's all I needed" I gave her a soft kiss on the lips, then walked into the living room sitting down on the couch.
He fell while he was in the playpen. That didn't make any sense to me. The playpen was padded-there was nothing in there that could've given him a mark that that. I thought about it for a while,trying to make a sense of it.
A few hours later, I got up and went to my room, letting out a deep sigh as I lay on the bed, trying to fall asleep. My wife came in a little while later . I was still awake.

"Wyatt, are you awake?" She asked softly

"Yes" I mumbled, my eyes closed

She sat on the bed next to me, placing her hand on my chest,
"are you ok? You're usually asleep at this time."

"I'm fine" I said, grabbing her hand and kissing it softly

She lies next to me, and I wrap my arms around her. We fall asleep peacefully.
A couple hours later, I hear a cry and sits up immediately. My wife, Bridget, is still asleep, so I get up quietly and walk towards the nursery.
I rush to Drew's crib and check on him. He's crying, the mark on his cheek a little more redder than before. I gently wipe away his tears,then picks him up and rocks him slowly

"it's ok. I'm here" I whisper

A few minutes later, he falls asleep. I lay him in his crib and return to the room. I lie down close my eyes. Sooner or later I drift off to sleep.

AUTHOR: Ik this is short but I tried my best🙁 THIS IS MYY HEAD CANNON/AU ABT DREWS PAST SO NOTHINGS CANNON! Hope whoever's reading this liked it so far! BYEE