My Son Step Dad

7. Welcome all the sorrows

“Chelly’s POV”

Was he the one dad referring to as Jack? Would he respect my decision if I say I don’t want to get married? 

Each step I took forward was making my heart to come out of its respective place. Suddenly, I was feeling like I am holding 1000 pounds on each leg, as taking a step forward was needing all the strength I had.

When I caught both of them looking at me, it felt like the whole world was spinning on top of me. Lowering my gaze due to the uneasiness formed inside my chest, I continued stepping forward.

I lifted my gaze when I reached near enough to them; following mom.

Both of them were wearing suits. The one who seemed to be dad's friend was wearing a dark brown suit with a black shirt and a white striped tie.

The other one, now identified as Jack was wearing a gray suit with a white shirt and deep brown tie.

Jack gave a smile which I forcefully returned. Even though he looked handsome, I didn't find him attractive.

His muscular body added more to his manliness. His brown hair and dark brown eyes weren't enough for me to say yes.

"Where is Eric? I need to take him here. After all, the decision which we are about to take involves him!" I didn’t expect those words would roll out of my mouth so easily. The motherhood inside of me gave me enough courage to talk on behalf of my son.

It wasn't a lie. Eric was the one who would get affected most by the decision we were about to take.

As soon as those words hit Jack's ears, I felt the joy on his face got lost. Or was it my illustration?

"Your dad went to take him. You can sit here and talk, my beautiful daughter" my mother blurted in a soft voice, ordering me from her eyes to sit next to Jack.

By the way, when did I become her beautiful daughter? A cow faced s**t, wasn’t that what you have called me lately?

Mom gave me a cold look. I gulped as an unknown fear crossed my mind. Even though she looked angered ready to blow in no time, I decided to disobey, for the sake of my son, Eric.

"It's okay. I can still go and take him, so I can explain to him about what is going on," I courageously spat and began walking away from them.

I knew mom wouldn’t dare to scold me in front of them as she was trying to act that she cares for me.

Without waiting for a response from mom’s side, I kept walking.

Do I need to inform Ace about my marriage? As this involves Eric he must know.

What would Ace react to this? I could assume he would get worried as I have to move to some other city. My mom told me that Jack wasn’t from this city. He lives far away.

Would jack allow Ace to visit Eric?

I stopped walking when I saw three of them, my dad, Eric, and Ace were entering from our house door.

When Ace’s gaze met mine, he stopped on his feet for a moment and kept staring at me. His eyes were full of questions.

An unknown emotion was occupied his face. An emotion that held fear in it. I felt a hard lump forming in my throat, making it hard to breathe. I gulp it away.

"Ok little buddy, will see you later," Ace tried to hide his emotions as he faked a smile and gave Eric a high-five before turning around on his heels and left.

I smiled at Eric and when he came near enough that I could reach him, I grabbed him for a hug.

Hugging him tightly, I imprisoned him in the cage of my arms.

What would happen if the decision that I was about to take was wrong for him? How I was going to make him understand that he was going to have a "stepdad"???

I pulled him free from my grab and looked into his deep brown eyes. I saw the reflection of myself in his eyes as if it was telling me whatever happens he was my responsibility.

How could I tell my son how helpless I was feeling at the moment? I wished David was here. On the journey we both started, he left me in the middle of the road. With no one to support me. He left. He left me alone.

I took a deep breath when I realized my eyes were getting moist. I sighed and decided to ‘welcome all the sorrows’ with a smile on my face.

In sign language, I asked dad to give us both some space. He obeyed and went.

"Baby... listen to me carefully," I spoke softly while patting Erics back. He gave me a questioning look with a frown of confusion on his face.

"Someone is waiting in the living room for both of us," I picked each word carefully not to make him get panicked. I again felt the hard lump forming in my throat. It was getting harder for me to talk.

Clearing my throat and I continued, "His name is Jack. He w-w-w-wants t-t-t-to be yours..... D-d-d-d-d-dad," It was getting strenuous to utter a complete sentence. However, with great difficulty, I completed the sentence, giving Eric tons of shocks.

"No. I don't want a dad," his words were sharp as if it was fixed and written in a stone long ago. He shook his head in denial and parted his pouty lips to speak.

"Look son, we have no other choice. It's all I could tell you. You will understand all this on your own when you are mature enough," I stated before he could say another word in denial.

"All you'll have to do is obey. Be obedient like always.” He nodded in response. I saw both his eyes getting darker as fear invaded inside his mind.

I held Eric's hand and started walking towards the living room. Despite the cold weather, sweat beads were formed on my face.

The next moment, we were in the living room. Jack gave a smile to Eric. By patting his lap, Jack called Eric towards him.

Eric snapped his head towards me and gave me a look which decoded as he was seeking my permission. I managed to fake a smile while approving his request with a nod.

For a moment I felt relieved as Jack seemed to be fond of Eric. Even though Eric wasn't feeling comfortable around him.

What happened to Eric? Was he the same boy who bonded well with anyone? The boy who seemed to enjoy talking to strangers?

Was it because of Ace? Did he influence my son? Did he say anything bad regarding Jack? Or he didn't want Eric to have another dad as he himself thinks he was Eric's dad?