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Frying pans, it is.
nineteen
Finn
Bang!Bang!Bang!
My eyes force themselves as wide awake as my alerted sprung posture. The cobwebs of my dreams are trying to play catch-up with the once-comatose state of my brain.
One minute it’s sunny and I’m at the beach chilling with my friends as a bare-chested cutie comes into the frame. Perky little tits bouncing as she takes a seat on my lap.
Just as my face is about to meet her other pair of eyes, they get pulled to the rapidly forming, heavy clouds moving in behind her. The warmth is shielded by the fast-darkening sky as they collide, loud crashes of thunder rolling in.
The beer in my hand morphs, shifting into a sippy cup—
Aiden!
I jolt up from my spot and am over at his plush fortress of cushions before you can spell the word cockblock.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
My hand pushes the hair away from my eyes with a growl. He’s gone.
No way I lost Aidentwicein one night. This definitely will put me on the shit list if I have any hope of being nominated for favorite parent of the year.
Bang!
Bang!
The sound starts again, and it seems as if it will last forever.Bang!My chest rattles.Bang!My head throbs.Bang! Bang! Bang!The cushion in my grasp is nearly torn to shreds.
A nightmare. I’m still asleep…but I’m not.
Revulsion tears me apart from the inside at the genuine amusement that crosses not one but two smug faces. The set of pans in either of their hands has come to a blunt stop.
Fury bubbles in my blood. I’d been convinced the pounding was from the disbelief in my head and not from my sister and Hailey. Each hit from their childish game like a sharp blade of ice hitting my gut. I thought I had lost Aiden again…
Cold chills race like an angry tide from my head to my spine while genuine amusement crosses Hailey’s face.
A cold, unfeeling expression settles over my bones, and I debate throwing a set of cushions at them both. I don’t because that would only fuel the ego I so clearly see already settled across their eyes.
Aiden has only known one of his parents for the entirety of his life and Hailey’s doing a damn good job of making that permanent. I swear, I almost suffered a heart attack.
I’m frustrated but no longer disoriented. Those cocksure stares gauging me make my teeth gnash together.
Motherfuckers.
I pinch a hand to the back of my neck. It’s as if this knot was personally brought on by her and now it’s the same reason it refuses to go away.
Somehow, and they’re lucky because it’s only by some miracle, does my voice keep monotone. “Unless you both want to end up flattened underneath those pans, someone better tell me where the hell my son is,” I demand, irate inside.
“We thought…” Hailey taps a finger to her chin, pretending to think over what I already know is ready to fire off her tongue. It pisses me off that much more. “You could use a hot meal.” Her voice is sweet and too full of innocence when there is nothing virginal about her.
…Not anymore, at least. Not after I was the one who took her purity from her after she willingly handed it over.
Hailey’s eyes round out and the dimple on her cheek follows the same pattern. My chin snaps to the side and I spot the two remaining hellhounds that also played victim to this stupid game awake.
My son is fine. I may not know the specifics, but Hailey is too relaxed for him not to be safe…wherever he is.
