The Boy From Mars
Title: The Boy From Mars
Chapter: 6
Disclaimer: Fiction, all lies.
Summary: AU. Allison won the title of American Idol. Adam is the runner up. While on tour, Adam finds out that he has a son named Kris. Adam is still gay.
A/N: Dedicated to artchess for her giving me the inspiration to write this.
Chapter Six
“Okay, so you have to close your eyes.” Brad laughed at the look Adam gave him. Leaning back from his spot in his lap, he placed his hands on Adam’s chest. “Trust me, I saw it done and it looked amazing.”
“Why are we doing this again?” Adam tried to hide his smile as he closed one eye.
“Because I want to connect on spiritual level with you and it will help get you laid later.” Shifting around in his lap to illustrate his point, Brad tried again. “Now, close both of your eyes.”
“I don’t think you should watch that channel anymore. Last time we tried something like this, you couldn’t move for a week.” Moving his hand under Brad’s shirt, Adam brushed a nipple before tracing it down Brad's stomach. “Let’s just do it the old fashion way.”
“Adam, close your eyes!” Brad hissed into his ear as he pulled Adam's hand out of his shirt.
“Fine.” Closing both of his eyes, he waited for further instructions and tried to ignore the fullness in his pants. Brad had been sitting on his lap for less then five minutes and all Adam could think about was pushing him down onto the floor and making him moan for more.
“Wrap your arms around me and just breathe.” Brad wrapped his own arms around Adam and smiled to himself when Adam did the same. “Focus on the energy between us and continue to breathe.”
Raising his hips to press against Brad, Adam couldn’t help himself and licked at the soft skin of Brad’s neck so close to his mouth. “Brad, I can’t focus on anything with you in my lap.”
“Adam, um.” Brad felt Adam’s breath replace his tongue and he pressed down into the fullness between his thighs. “Focus.”
“Focusing on the way your ass squeezes around me begging for more. And the way your breath stops when I kiss you right here.” Raising his head to press his lips against a spot behind Brad’s ear, Adam’s hands slid back under Brad's shirt. “Or the way you moan my name seconds before you let the orgasm take over your body.”
“Adam.” Brad’s hands pulled the hair on the back of Adam's head before taking his lips. Biting Adam's lower lip slightly, his voice lowered feeling Adam's hands sneak down to cup his ass. “Take me.”
Pulling away the clothing separating their bodies, Adam rested his fingers against Brad’s mouth. As Brad started to suck on his first two fingers, Adam stopped to watch Brad's lips perfectly take them in. Removing the wet fingers, he replaced them with his mouth as his fingers moved to open Brad’s body.
“We need…” Adam tried to speak, but Brad stopped him with his tongue. Brad’s hand gripped the base of his erection and he felt himself being taken in by Brad’s warmth. They went slow and each inch was a combination of pure bliss and agony; both wanting to go faster and savor the moment at the same time.
“I’m so in love with you.” Brad whispered into his ear as he pressed down before raising his body in a slow rhythm. Burying his head into Adam's neck, he pulled Adam's body closer to his own.
“I love you.” Adam moaned back as he felt the rush move through him. "I'm falling so in love with you."
"Adam."
Lying with Brad on his chest, Adam smiled into the soft brown hair tickling his mouth. He never thought three months ago that the man he had pushed away at a club would turn into the one person he could never resist.
******
“Hi. Who are you?” Kris looked up from his picture to see the hotel door opening.
“I’m Neil. I guess you are Kris. You’re cute.” Neil smiled over to his nephew sitting on one of the large hotel beds. Looking around the room, he found no sign of his brother. “Where is your dad?”
“He is sleeping.” Kris put his crayon down and sat studying his uncle. He looked like his Daddy too. “You look like my Daddy.”
“Really your Daddy looks like me. His hair is naturally reddish blond but he dyed it to match mine. He was always copying me growing up. The whole theater thing was my gig before he took it over. Just because he could sing.” Neil rambled as he walked into the room. Giving it another once over, he couldn't see where his brother could be sleeping. “Where is your Daddy sleeping?”
“In the bathroom.” Kris’s eyes followed Neil across the room. “What is a ‘gig’?”
“I don’t know. Something you do.” Walking towards the bathroom, Neil paused at the cracked door. Turning back to Kris, he asked, “Why is your Daddy sleeping in the bathroom?”
Kris simply shrugged his shoulders.
Peaking his head into the room, Neil saw his brother lying on the floor curled up around Brad. Both were in a deep sleep. Seeing the half empty bottle by their feet, Neil took a step back and slammed the door.
Seconds later, Adam rushed through the door with rumbled clothes to match the hair sticking up on his head. Seeing his brother before him, his face relaxed.
“About time you showed up.” Adam smiled at his brother and pushed his hair back. He only had a slight headache but his neck ached from sleeping on the floor.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Neil’s voice rose with each word. Seeing his brother’s smile fall from his face, he motioned over towards the bathroom. “What is he doing here?”
“First of all, keep your voice down and watch your mouth.” Adam nodded his head in the direction of his son. “And second of all, none of your damn business but Brad is visiting.”
“Oh, is he?” Neil laughed as he walked closer to his brother. Lowering his voice, he continued. “Fucking him in the bathroom over a bottle of vodka while your son is sleeping in the next room. Classy, Adam.”
“Stop.” Kris jumped down from his bed and ran across the room to stand in front of his father. Leaning back against his legs, Kris glared up at Neil. “You are not nice.”
Adam rubbed Kris’s shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “Maybe you should just leave, Neil.”
Shaking his head, Neil ran a hand through his hair. “You have no idea what you are going, Adam. Did you forget how it ended last time? Because I’m not going to watch him break you again.”
As the door shut signaling Neil had left, Brad walked out of the bathroom looking rough. Giving a weak smile, he sat down on the couch and curled his legs up to his chest. “I guess I should leave too.”
“No.” Kris’s bottom lip quivered as he looked up at his father. “I don’t want Brad to leave.”
“We have to go back on the bus soon.” Adam knelt down on his knees looking at his son. “Brad will come and visit us again.”
“No. I want him to stay. He can sleep in my bunk.” Falling into his father, Kris started crying. “Neil can leave. Brad can stay.”
“Neil is worried about us, he really is nice.” Adam rubbed Kris’s back as he looked over towards Brad. “Right, Brad?”
“Neil is fun, Kris. He is really silly. I have to go back and work on my music.” Brad watched as Adam picked Kris up and sat down on the couch. Smiling as Kris’s eyes opened on Adam’s shoulder, he continued, “Your Daddy lives right by me. Once the tour is over with, we will see each other all the time.”
“You spend the night?”
“Maybe I could.” Brad squeezed Adam’s thigh as he leaned over to give Kris a kiss on the forehead. “Now, you take good care of your Daddy and I will see you soon.”
“I will call you later.” Adam grabbed Brad’s arm as he turned to walk away. Pulling him down, he gave him a full kiss on the lips. “Don’t let Neil scare you off.”
“Oh, I won’t.” Brad winked. Throwing a sweatshirt on, he grabbed his bag and waved at Kris before leaving. “Bye, munchkin.”
“Daddy, I like Brad. He makes you smile.” Kris mumbled into Adam’s shirt.
“You make me smile.” Adam kissed the top of Kris’s head. “Ok, we need to get dressed and packed up. Our bus is leaving in a couple of minutes. Do you think they will leave without us?”
Shaking his head ‘no,’ Kris sat back. “Ally-son would stop them.”
“You know what? She probably would.” Picking the boy up, Adam sat him down on his feet. “I bet I can beat you getting dressed.”
“Na-uh.” Kris shook his head.
“Ready? Set.” Adam paused and then drew out the last word. “Go.”
*************
“Am I going to get a shot?” Kris squeezed his father’s hand tighter as they walked down the decorated hallway. Adam had told him that they were going to the hospital during the two hour bus ride and he had been nervous ever since. Worried that someone was sick, he sat cautiously while Adam kept reassuring him that everyone was okay.
“No. They are just going to put a stick in our mouth and that is it.” Adam looked down at his son and noticed how pale he was. “You feel okay?”
“I don’t like it here.”
“It is okay. I promise that it will not hurt.” Stopping, Adam smiled at the nurse behind the counter and gave their names. The nurse explained that the courts that set everything up and that a physician’s assistant would be with them shortly.
When the nurse called their names, Adam took Kris’s hand and they followed her down to a small room. Kris was walking slower than usual and Adam had to tug his hand a little to get him in the room.
“Momma came here.” Sitting down on the bed, Kris started shaking as he looked around the room. “They gave her medicine but she didn’t get better.”
Realizing his mistake, Adam pulled Kris into his lap and held the boy close. “No one is sick this time. I promise. No medicine either.”
“I miss Momma.” Kris started to tear up. “I don’t want her to sing with the angels anymore. I want her to come home.”
“I know. I’m sorry but Momma can’t come home.” Rocking him gently, Adam heard the door open.
“Good afternoon.” The PA’s smile left his face as he noticed the tears in both of his patients’ eyes. “Do you want me to come back?”
“No.” Adam wiped his face with the back of his hand. “Kris is worried that someone is sick and that it will hurt.”
“Well, you look like a healthy, young boy Kris. Do you like suckers?” The PA set down his clipboard and pulled his chair close to the bed. Seeing Kris nod his head on his father’s shoulder, he smiled at Adam. “Well, I have a sucker for you. All I need you to do is open your mouth a little bit. I’m going to swipe something against the inside of your cheek and then I have to do the some thing to your Daddy. After that, we are all done and you can have sucker.”
Kris took a minute to think the offer over. Turning towards the man, he asked, “Daddy can have a sucker too?”
“Sure, but only he if opens his mouth for me.”
“Okay.” Kris looked up with teary eyes and whispered. “We get suckers.”
“So cool.” Adam whispered back. “You want to go first?”
Kris sat up and opened his mouth. Once the PA swiped his mouth, Kris giggled and said it tickled. Watching the man repeat the process with his father, Kris asked if he could have a green sucker.
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“Hey, I’m sorry about before.” Neil walked into the men’s dressing room and leaned against the wall next to his brother. Adam was done with his pre-show routine and was just sitting watching Kris play tag with Anoop and Alexis. “I’m just a little shocked at all of this. And then I found you sleeping in a bathroom with Brad and all I could think of was you cannot handle him right now.”
“I can assure you, whatever you are feeling; I’m feeling times a million.” Adam smiled as Kris snuck up on Anoop and made him jump. “I have to stop myself from freaking out about every five minutes. Even if he isn’t biologically mine, I’m not giving him away.”
“He sure has your snark. I have a feeling that he doesn’t like me very much after this morning.” Neil laughed sliding down the wall. “Mom called me and said you had a son. I told her she was fucking crazy because the Adam I knew wasn’t interested in women. I mean, that was one of the only things I had going for me.”
“She needed someone to love her, she was looking for anyone. Her father ran away when she was ten and since that day she was trying to fill the space he left. Katy had the biggest heart but didn’t understand that not everyone was like her. She didn’t understand why her boyfriend treated her like shit and thought she could help him. He put her in the hospital three times before she left him. When he came back saying he found God, she took him back and it didn’t take him less then a week to go back to his old ways.” Adam picked at a stray string on his pants. “It was so easy to love her. I, it wasn’t about gender. It was just two people connecting on something that was bigger than them. And to think, that Kris came from that? That is just the biggest testament to the fact that pure love really does exist.”
“Well, don’t go all philosophical on me. I just wanted to ask you how pussy compares to dick.” Neil ducked as Adam swatted at his head.
“The thing with Brad…it is complicated. But so easy at the same time.” Adam scratched behind his ear. “Talking to him, it helps. I don’t know if we will ever get back to where we were before, but right now, that doesn’t matter. We took our test today. In 8 to 14 days I will find out if it is a boy.”
“Dad told me on the car ride over. I saw Steven Woods on the Today Show spouting on about traditional family values and raising children the way God intended. Is he the asshole that beat her?”
“Yup. Kind of funny in a sad, pathetic way, huh?”
“I hope he burns in that Hell Christians keep going on about.” Kicking Adam’s boot to draw his attention away from Kris, Neil smiled when Adam meet his eyes. “You can add Kris to the long list of things I’m jealous you get to experience. I don’t know if I want one yet, but it must be so fucking unreal.”
“I don’t even know how to describe it. I came on the show looking for some exposure and it led me to my son.” Turning back to see Kris heading his way, Adam opened his arms and felt Kris’s small arms wrap around his waist. “Uncle Neil has something to say to you.”
“I’m sorry I was not nice earlier. Sometimes brothers fight, but that doesn’t mean it is right.” Neil held out his hand. “Can we start over? My name is Neil, I’m your Daddy’s brother and I think you are pretty awesome.”
“I’m Kris. I’m four and I’m kick awesome.” Kris shook Neil’s hand before giggling as he twirled around. “Daddy, you singing soon?”
“Yeah.” Adam stood and grabbed his jacket. “I think I need to get in my position.”
“I’ll show Neil where to stand.” Kris pulled on his uncle’s hand. “Come on, we will miss it.”
Dragging Neil across the room, Kris disappeared out into the hallway and left Adam standing in shock. It was the first time that Kris had left a room without being attached to Adam’s side. Waiting for Kris to realize Adam was not with him, a strong sense of pride took over Adam when Kris didn’t come back crying. It was a small step for some, but Adam saw it as a sign that everything was going to be alright.
TBC
Chapter: 6
Disclaimer: Fiction, all lies.
Summary: AU. Allison won the title of American Idol. Adam is the runner up. While on tour, Adam finds out that he has a son named Kris. Adam is still gay.
A/N: Dedicated to artchess for her giving me the inspiration to write this.
Chapter Six
“Okay, so you have to close your eyes.” Brad laughed at the look Adam gave him. Leaning back from his spot in his lap, he placed his hands on Adam’s chest. “Trust me, I saw it done and it looked amazing.”
“Why are we doing this again?” Adam tried to hide his smile as he closed one eye.
“Because I want to connect on spiritual level with you and it will help get you laid later.” Shifting around in his lap to illustrate his point, Brad tried again. “Now, close both of your eyes.”
“I don’t think you should watch that channel anymore. Last time we tried something like this, you couldn’t move for a week.” Moving his hand under Brad’s shirt, Adam brushed a nipple before tracing it down Brad's stomach. “Let’s just do it the old fashion way.”
“Adam, close your eyes!” Brad hissed into his ear as he pulled Adam's hand out of his shirt.
“Fine.” Closing both of his eyes, he waited for further instructions and tried to ignore the fullness in his pants. Brad had been sitting on his lap for less then five minutes and all Adam could think about was pushing him down onto the floor and making him moan for more.
“Wrap your arms around me and just breathe.” Brad wrapped his own arms around Adam and smiled to himself when Adam did the same. “Focus on the energy between us and continue to breathe.”
Raising his hips to press against Brad, Adam couldn’t help himself and licked at the soft skin of Brad’s neck so close to his mouth. “Brad, I can’t focus on anything with you in my lap.”
“Adam, um.” Brad felt Adam’s breath replace his tongue and he pressed down into the fullness between his thighs. “Focus.”
“Focusing on the way your ass squeezes around me begging for more. And the way your breath stops when I kiss you right here.” Raising his head to press his lips against a spot behind Brad’s ear, Adam’s hands slid back under Brad's shirt. “Or the way you moan my name seconds before you let the orgasm take over your body.”
“Adam.” Brad’s hands pulled the hair on the back of Adam's head before taking his lips. Biting Adam's lower lip slightly, his voice lowered feeling Adam's hands sneak down to cup his ass. “Take me.”
Pulling away the clothing separating their bodies, Adam rested his fingers against Brad’s mouth. As Brad started to suck on his first two fingers, Adam stopped to watch Brad's lips perfectly take them in. Removing the wet fingers, he replaced them with his mouth as his fingers moved to open Brad’s body.
“We need…” Adam tried to speak, but Brad stopped him with his tongue. Brad’s hand gripped the base of his erection and he felt himself being taken in by Brad’s warmth. They went slow and each inch was a combination of pure bliss and agony; both wanting to go faster and savor the moment at the same time.
“I’m so in love with you.” Brad whispered into his ear as he pressed down before raising his body in a slow rhythm. Burying his head into Adam's neck, he pulled Adam's body closer to his own.
“I love you.” Adam moaned back as he felt the rush move through him. "I'm falling so in love with you."
"Adam."
Lying with Brad on his chest, Adam smiled into the soft brown hair tickling his mouth. He never thought three months ago that the man he had pushed away at a club would turn into the one person he could never resist.
******
“Hi. Who are you?” Kris looked up from his picture to see the hotel door opening.
“I’m Neil. I guess you are Kris. You’re cute.” Neil smiled over to his nephew sitting on one of the large hotel beds. Looking around the room, he found no sign of his brother. “Where is your dad?”
“He is sleeping.” Kris put his crayon down and sat studying his uncle. He looked like his Daddy too. “You look like my Daddy.”
“Really your Daddy looks like me. His hair is naturally reddish blond but he dyed it to match mine. He was always copying me growing up. The whole theater thing was my gig before he took it over. Just because he could sing.” Neil rambled as he walked into the room. Giving it another once over, he couldn't see where his brother could be sleeping. “Where is your Daddy sleeping?”
“In the bathroom.” Kris’s eyes followed Neil across the room. “What is a ‘gig’?”
“I don’t know. Something you do.” Walking towards the bathroom, Neil paused at the cracked door. Turning back to Kris, he asked, “Why is your Daddy sleeping in the bathroom?”
Kris simply shrugged his shoulders.
Peaking his head into the room, Neil saw his brother lying on the floor curled up around Brad. Both were in a deep sleep. Seeing the half empty bottle by their feet, Neil took a step back and slammed the door.
Seconds later, Adam rushed through the door with rumbled clothes to match the hair sticking up on his head. Seeing his brother before him, his face relaxed.
“About time you showed up.” Adam smiled at his brother and pushed his hair back. He only had a slight headache but his neck ached from sleeping on the floor.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Neil’s voice rose with each word. Seeing his brother’s smile fall from his face, he motioned over towards the bathroom. “What is he doing here?”
“First of all, keep your voice down and watch your mouth.” Adam nodded his head in the direction of his son. “And second of all, none of your damn business but Brad is visiting.”
“Oh, is he?” Neil laughed as he walked closer to his brother. Lowering his voice, he continued. “Fucking him in the bathroom over a bottle of vodka while your son is sleeping in the next room. Classy, Adam.”
“Stop.” Kris jumped down from his bed and ran across the room to stand in front of his father. Leaning back against his legs, Kris glared up at Neil. “You are not nice.”
Adam rubbed Kris’s shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “Maybe you should just leave, Neil.”
Shaking his head, Neil ran a hand through his hair. “You have no idea what you are going, Adam. Did you forget how it ended last time? Because I’m not going to watch him break you again.”
As the door shut signaling Neil had left, Brad walked out of the bathroom looking rough. Giving a weak smile, he sat down on the couch and curled his legs up to his chest. “I guess I should leave too.”
“No.” Kris’s bottom lip quivered as he looked up at his father. “I don’t want Brad to leave.”
“We have to go back on the bus soon.” Adam knelt down on his knees looking at his son. “Brad will come and visit us again.”
“No. I want him to stay. He can sleep in my bunk.” Falling into his father, Kris started crying. “Neil can leave. Brad can stay.”
“Neil is worried about us, he really is nice.” Adam rubbed Kris’s back as he looked over towards Brad. “Right, Brad?”
“Neil is fun, Kris. He is really silly. I have to go back and work on my music.” Brad watched as Adam picked Kris up and sat down on the couch. Smiling as Kris’s eyes opened on Adam’s shoulder, he continued, “Your Daddy lives right by me. Once the tour is over with, we will see each other all the time.”
“You spend the night?”
“Maybe I could.” Brad squeezed Adam’s thigh as he leaned over to give Kris a kiss on the forehead. “Now, you take good care of your Daddy and I will see you soon.”
“I will call you later.” Adam grabbed Brad’s arm as he turned to walk away. Pulling him down, he gave him a full kiss on the lips. “Don’t let Neil scare you off.”
“Oh, I won’t.” Brad winked. Throwing a sweatshirt on, he grabbed his bag and waved at Kris before leaving. “Bye, munchkin.”
“Daddy, I like Brad. He makes you smile.” Kris mumbled into Adam’s shirt.
“You make me smile.” Adam kissed the top of Kris’s head. “Ok, we need to get dressed and packed up. Our bus is leaving in a couple of minutes. Do you think they will leave without us?”
Shaking his head ‘no,’ Kris sat back. “Ally-son would stop them.”
“You know what? She probably would.” Picking the boy up, Adam sat him down on his feet. “I bet I can beat you getting dressed.”
“Na-uh.” Kris shook his head.
“Ready? Set.” Adam paused and then drew out the last word. “Go.”
*************
“Am I going to get a shot?” Kris squeezed his father’s hand tighter as they walked down the decorated hallway. Adam had told him that they were going to the hospital during the two hour bus ride and he had been nervous ever since. Worried that someone was sick, he sat cautiously while Adam kept reassuring him that everyone was okay.
“No. They are just going to put a stick in our mouth and that is it.” Adam looked down at his son and noticed how pale he was. “You feel okay?”
“I don’t like it here.”
“It is okay. I promise that it will not hurt.” Stopping, Adam smiled at the nurse behind the counter and gave their names. The nurse explained that the courts that set everything up and that a physician’s assistant would be with them shortly.
When the nurse called their names, Adam took Kris’s hand and they followed her down to a small room. Kris was walking slower than usual and Adam had to tug his hand a little to get him in the room.
“Momma came here.” Sitting down on the bed, Kris started shaking as he looked around the room. “They gave her medicine but she didn’t get better.”
Realizing his mistake, Adam pulled Kris into his lap and held the boy close. “No one is sick this time. I promise. No medicine either.”
“I miss Momma.” Kris started to tear up. “I don’t want her to sing with the angels anymore. I want her to come home.”
“I know. I’m sorry but Momma can’t come home.” Rocking him gently, Adam heard the door open.
“Good afternoon.” The PA’s smile left his face as he noticed the tears in both of his patients’ eyes. “Do you want me to come back?”
“No.” Adam wiped his face with the back of his hand. “Kris is worried that someone is sick and that it will hurt.”
“Well, you look like a healthy, young boy Kris. Do you like suckers?” The PA set down his clipboard and pulled his chair close to the bed. Seeing Kris nod his head on his father’s shoulder, he smiled at Adam. “Well, I have a sucker for you. All I need you to do is open your mouth a little bit. I’m going to swipe something against the inside of your cheek and then I have to do the some thing to your Daddy. After that, we are all done and you can have sucker.”
Kris took a minute to think the offer over. Turning towards the man, he asked, “Daddy can have a sucker too?”
“Sure, but only he if opens his mouth for me.”
“Okay.” Kris looked up with teary eyes and whispered. “We get suckers.”
“So cool.” Adam whispered back. “You want to go first?”
Kris sat up and opened his mouth. Once the PA swiped his mouth, Kris giggled and said it tickled. Watching the man repeat the process with his father, Kris asked if he could have a green sucker.
********
“Hey, I’m sorry about before.” Neil walked into the men’s dressing room and leaned against the wall next to his brother. Adam was done with his pre-show routine and was just sitting watching Kris play tag with Anoop and Alexis. “I’m just a little shocked at all of this. And then I found you sleeping in a bathroom with Brad and all I could think of was you cannot handle him right now.”
“I can assure you, whatever you are feeling; I’m feeling times a million.” Adam smiled as Kris snuck up on Anoop and made him jump. “I have to stop myself from freaking out about every five minutes. Even if he isn’t biologically mine, I’m not giving him away.”
“He sure has your snark. I have a feeling that he doesn’t like me very much after this morning.” Neil laughed sliding down the wall. “Mom called me and said you had a son. I told her she was fucking crazy because the Adam I knew wasn’t interested in women. I mean, that was one of the only things I had going for me.”
“She needed someone to love her, she was looking for anyone. Her father ran away when she was ten and since that day she was trying to fill the space he left. Katy had the biggest heart but didn’t understand that not everyone was like her. She didn’t understand why her boyfriend treated her like shit and thought she could help him. He put her in the hospital three times before she left him. When he came back saying he found God, she took him back and it didn’t take him less then a week to go back to his old ways.” Adam picked at a stray string on his pants. “It was so easy to love her. I, it wasn’t about gender. It was just two people connecting on something that was bigger than them. And to think, that Kris came from that? That is just the biggest testament to the fact that pure love really does exist.”
“Well, don’t go all philosophical on me. I just wanted to ask you how pussy compares to dick.” Neil ducked as Adam swatted at his head.
“The thing with Brad…it is complicated. But so easy at the same time.” Adam scratched behind his ear. “Talking to him, it helps. I don’t know if we will ever get back to where we were before, but right now, that doesn’t matter. We took our test today. In 8 to 14 days I will find out if it is a boy.”
“Dad told me on the car ride over. I saw Steven Woods on the Today Show spouting on about traditional family values and raising children the way God intended. Is he the asshole that beat her?”
“Yup. Kind of funny in a sad, pathetic way, huh?”
“I hope he burns in that Hell Christians keep going on about.” Kicking Adam’s boot to draw his attention away from Kris, Neil smiled when Adam meet his eyes. “You can add Kris to the long list of things I’m jealous you get to experience. I don’t know if I want one yet, but it must be so fucking unreal.”
“I don’t even know how to describe it. I came on the show looking for some exposure and it led me to my son.” Turning back to see Kris heading his way, Adam opened his arms and felt Kris’s small arms wrap around his waist. “Uncle Neil has something to say to you.”
“I’m sorry I was not nice earlier. Sometimes brothers fight, but that doesn’t mean it is right.” Neil held out his hand. “Can we start over? My name is Neil, I’m your Daddy’s brother and I think you are pretty awesome.”
“I’m Kris. I’m four and I’m kick awesome.” Kris shook Neil’s hand before giggling as he twirled around. “Daddy, you singing soon?”
“Yeah.” Adam stood and grabbed his jacket. “I think I need to get in my position.”
“I’ll show Neil where to stand.” Kris pulled on his uncle’s hand. “Come on, we will miss it.”
Dragging Neil across the room, Kris disappeared out into the hallway and left Adam standing in shock. It was the first time that Kris had left a room without being attached to Adam’s side. Waiting for Kris to realize Adam was not with him, a strong sense of pride took over Adam when Kris didn’t come back crying. It was a small step for some, but Adam saw it as a sign that everything was going to be alright.
TBC