“If I what?” Doc speaks over the tall man, “If I confirm that Caleb Lee is here because his dad is out of town for a few days, and he wanted his girl to watch him?”
The tall man, Chairs, which is a weird last name, states, “His mother –”
Ice cuts the man off this time and snaps, “Is not on the birth records, doesn’t have custody, and is only allowed supervised visits, which, if you’d read Caleb's file, you would have known!”
Chairs flinches, and I scoff, gaining his attention, already seeing what is going on.
“Let me guess, she gave you a sexual favor, right?” I confirm, and the man's face reddens while the smaller man looks at him sharply. I shake my head and look at a smug Cheryl, who clearly wanted to cause trouble and state, “If you don’t get out of my home in the next five seconds, I have every legal right to remove you forcibly, you are trespassing.”
“Now here, miss, threatening –”
I cut the man off this time, and I confirm, “Is it, or is it not trespassing?”
The man swallows as he looks at a now pissed off Cheryl before nodding reluctantly, and the short officer demands, “Get out of her home now!” before looking at me and saying, “I’m sorry for the mix up, mam….”
I scoff just as Cheryl barges past me, knocking into my shoulder and inadvertently knocking into my seven-year-old, who cries, “Ow!” and I growl, taking a step forward while the bitch curls her lip at my daughter.
Do not hit her, do not hit her, I try to remind myself as I tighten my hold on my daughter, my anger building.
The short guy clears his throat, “I uh, I think we’re done here,” but I quickly state, “No we’re not,” shocking him and I sneer, “You’ve allowed that woman to barge into my home, accuse me of things that were not accurate all because your partner there got off by her and you’ve just watched her hurt my daughter,” I look at Cheryl and I state, “I want to press charges.”
Her eyes widen, and Chairs clears his throat and asks, “On what terms?” while the shorter officer sighs at his idiocy.
Asshole.
I look at him and explain his job for him and state, “Trespassing, causing bodily harm to a minor, oh, and while we’re at it, maybe we should have wasting police time?”
He flinches while the shorter officer nods as he looks softly at my crying little girl, just as Cheryl demands, “You can’t do that! She stole my son!”
“No, she was watching him for Dirty, and this is bullshit,” Doc growls before he looks at me and says, “Why don’t you come to the clubhouse, Hol?”
Yeah, no, that is the last place I want to be right now.
I shake my head, and his face pales as I whisper, “I need some space, today, it’s, it’s a lot,” and it is.
My great aunt is gone, whom I never got to say goodbye to, and now this? I need time with just my daughter and time to think about whether being with Alex is the right thing to do for all of us, especially if this is what is going to happen which isn’t healthy for both our kids.
“Caleb,” I say, gaining his attention, his tear stained face coming my way. I give him a small smile and state, “I’ll see you tomorrow at school, okay?”
“A-Am I not staying now?” he whispers with a stutter, and even though it hurts me to do so, despite my heart telling me to grab hold of him, I shake my head and reply, “No, sweetheart, I think it’s best you stay with your grandpa until your dad gets home, okay?”
It is for the best, for all of us.
Alex and I, we’ve gone into this way too quickly and I need to put the brakes on for a little while before our kids get hurt.
He sniffles but nods once, and I look at Cheryl, who is glaring my way, one more time, and I know she’s about to cause a lot of trouble for me.
Shaking my head, I look at the police officers and I demand, “I will be expecting a visit from your Sargent for this,” and bothmen flinch before I blow a kiss to Caleb then close my front door Doc’s, “Holly!” just reaching my ears but I ignore it as my phone rings and with my arms wrapped around my little girl, I answer without looking at the ID.
“Hello?” I sigh but tense when Freya states, “Mama is now suing for full custody of the child. You should have listened to me, and you’ve only got yourself to blame, especially considering you’ve apparently been sleeping with a student’s parent like a whore.”
Her words are crap, I know this, because of the court order and the fact Lyra doesn’t even know them but how would she even know about Alex?
I blink. Dammit, Mama!
Shaking my head, I hang up on Freya knowing I’ll have her reported yet again for this and I drop my head as I squeeze my sobbing daughter to my body.
Okay, so today really isn’t my day.
