The Confused One

Episode 17

I woke up and remembered where I was laying so I quickly yet carefully got myself away.

I know I shouldn’t have slept there last night it was my fault.

I know he wants to be in my baby’s life but I don’t know how to feel about that.

It’s not that I think he wouldn’t be a good dad because all my life I have seen Lucas do well in anything he tries.

I just, I had it all planned out and with him in the picture I don’t know what to think or do.

Am I supposed to have shared custody of my baby.

What if he wants full custody of the baby and takes him or her away from me, what am I actually thinking, I know that Lucas wouldn’t do that.

In all honesty I can’t deny the comfort he seemed to bring me lately which messes up my head so much because all I’ve ever felt around and towards him was hate.

I decided to distract my thoughts by baking up some pancakes for breakfast.

I would normally always make a big batch of pancakes because Cameron lives only a couple of apartments down from me in the building so I always take him some in the morning.

“Morning.” I heard behind me, I was about to pull my gun out when my eyes met Lucas’s, I was distracted in my thoughts and he really gave me a fright.

“Good morning.” I mumbled.

“What cha making?” He asked and I ignored him like he ignored me last night when I asked him the same thing.

Without even asking Lucas takes a pancake from the stack at the side of the frying pan and stuffed it in his mouth.

“Careful you are going to choke.” I warned him and he gave me a stupid smile.

“You don’t want me to die.” He said and I rolled my eyes.

He kept on looking at me as if he was expecting me to say something else so I took a breath and said, 

“No I don’t want you to die.”

The look on his face would make you think that he had won the lottery.

I really don’t understand the way Lucas is acting right how, he was never like this at least not with me.

You would think that I was the moody one that didn’t want to be his friend but that’s all on him.

I was never the biggest fan of him but I use to try to be civil.

“What are you doing today?” He asked me, I could barely get a word out of what he said because his mouth was literally stuffed with pancakes.

“I have to go down to the warehouse, I haven’t been there in a while and  I cannot leave my duties behind for so long.” I told him while flipping pancakes.

“Charlotte there is no way you are going to work, you have barely been out of the hospital for a full 24 hours.” Lucas said unpleased.

“And anyway Charlie has been looking after the gang fine by himself for the past couple of days so let him take the reins for another little while until you are fully rested.” He continued and I just rolled my eyes.

“Lucas if I wasn’t healthy enough and well rested the doctors wouldn’t have sent me home.” I informed him but he just raised an eyebrow.

“They sent you home because they knew that the baby was okay and because all you did was whine before you left they told you to rest.” He proudly said if he had solved a crime.

“3 days and I’m going back to work, I will not stress myself I know better but I need to make sure everything is running smoothly.” I told him.

“4 days.” He fired back.

“3 days.” I told him again.

“5 days.” He increased.

“4 days and that’s it.” I said.

“Deal.” He answered putting his hand out for me to shake, I don’t have a clue why I even gave him the chance to negotiate, he has no say in my business. 

After I while of neither of us talking I decided to ask him the question that has been on my mind lately.

“Has Charlie talked to you?” 

“Yes.” He answered, he looked at my face and his filled with pity, I was too upset to hide my emotions.

“No through his own will, I needed his help and showed up at his house yesterday.” He told me and I nodded.

“That’s where you left to.” I mumbled and he nodded somehow understanding what I said.

“Charlotte will you let me be in the baby’s life”? Lucas asked and I was taken a back some much that I spilled about enough batter to make a cake into the frying pan.

I already knew he wanted to be in the baby’s life however I was not expecting him to ask so forwardly.

“Lucas you were always going be in the baby’s life.” I replied and hoped that would be the end of the conversation.

“Charlotte you know I don’t mean as cool uncle Lucas, I want the baby to know that I’m his or hers dad.” He said I could hear it in his voice that he was trying to control what he said, he had so much he wanted to say and I had nothing.