Constraint of an Alpha

Chapter 3

Natalie asked Billy how his day was and he went on about the Rugrats for a while before Natalie casually brought up the party tomorrow night, “I think we should go, or even if I can’t find a babysitter you should go, it would be good for you.”

“No Mum, please, not cheese lady,” Billy yelled kicking in his car seat.  Billy was still only three but he learned at a young age that if he wanted something he would have to communicate and tell us in order to get what he wants, which he always tried to get, if Natalie would allow it.

Natalie and I both chuckled, he was referring to Daisy Burnes, and she was the daughter of Don of Don’s Cheese and always smelt like a block of cheese due to their house being on top of their shop.

“I will find someone else then Billy,” Natalie told him rolling her eyes slightly at how cute and controlling he was. “I swear he’s more persuasive than any man ever was to me.” She told me.

I laughed at that, “I kind of want to go-“

“You like him don’t you?” Natalie questioned, cutting me off.

“What? Who?” I asked playing stupid.

“Corra you know damn well who I’m talking about.” Natalie told me crossing her arms.

“Mummy, beavers?” Billy asked his Mum.

“Yes Billy, beaver dams.”

Billy gave as a long, “Ohhh,” and resumed staring out the window.

“He’s the guy from the train station Nat,” I filled her in talking quietly since I myself couldn’t even believe it was him after all this time and right in front of me too. “There’s always been something about him to me.”

Natalie’s jaw was dropped, “That was him? From all that time ago?” Natalie then turned out the window muttering, “I knew it, I knew it, I freaking knew it.”

“What?” I questioned puzzled.

“That was him?” she asked again.

Since Natalie never told me what she muttered to herself I let it pass, she always would tell me when she was ready to. Might take a while, but eventually she would tell me, so I didn’t press on. “Yes believe it or not. He’s the guy.” I never told her just how often I dreamt about him but she knew that once or twice he has appeared in my dreams.

Natalie was smiling like an idiot now, “Okay now we are definitely going,” She smiled to herself a devious smile, like she had a dirty secret, “It’s like you and him are meant to be,” she said in a cliché tone.

I raised an eyebrow, “You honestly worry me sometimes, are you okay,” I questioned her with a smile playing at the corner of my lips.

“Of course, just we need to go now,” she turned to face Billy, “Little man, you’re going to Nana’s tomorrow okay?”

He looked up at her and gave her a fat lip, “Where are you going?”

“We my man are going to a friends party,” Natalie told him in a cautious voice.

“Can we have a party?”

“Only if you clean it up,” Nat countered.

“I’m fine at Nana’s” Billy told her.

I laughed as I came up beside Natalie’s little house.

“Cor, can you please carry his car seat in? I have my books to carry.”

“And my hand,” Billy added in.

We both chuckled at that.

“Sure.” I said climbing out of the car. When I came around Natalie was already unbuckling Billy and his car seat, which she then passed over to me.

We made our way up the drive to the front door, where Natalie unlocked the door and Billy let go of her hand sprinting in to the house.

“He just has way too much energy for me to handle, its getting worse as he gets older,” she set her books down on the coffee table, “and they told me it would start to get better, ha! Less energy, yeah right.”

I shut the door and set the car seat down shaking my head, following Natalie’s voice to the living room. “I think he’s making you start to lose your marbles,” I said in a singsong voice.

“I sure hope not, I’m too young to go crazy,” Natalie spoke in a tired voice as she fell to the couch.

I stood by the couch, my phone read it was quarter to four, “Don’t you work tonight Nat?”

“Oh crap, I do too,” Natalie said slapping her hand to her mouth.

“Don’t worry I’ll take it, only if I can steal your shirt,” I told her, that way I wouldn’t have to run home and could fully avoid my mother.

Natalie too tired to care said, “Sure, its in my room,” She stood up to hug me but then quickly sat back down, “You come here, my legs need to rest.

I chuckled and bent down to hug her, “You overwork yourself way too much.”

“I could say the exact same thing to you, you’re a life saver. I will text you later,” She spoke as she laid down on the couch cuddling her pillow.

I went and wandered down the hall and in to Natalie messy room, grabbing a “Jones” t-shirt. I stepped out of her room and peered in to Billy’s room he was devouring his room, “Billy?”

He turned to look at me with tears brimming his eyes, he clenched his fists at his side, “I can’t find it.”

I came in to his room, “What cant you find sweetie?”

“The ring,” Billy said his face mixed with anger and sadness.

Uh oh, not that ring, that was the ring. The ring that Billy’s father gave him before he left.

“Where did you last have it Billy?” I asked him.

He pointed to his pocket.

My jaw dropped but I quickly closed it, he wasn’t supposed to take that ring anywhere. There was no way I was letting that boy shed a tear over his no good father and over his ring, he didn’t deserve it. “Look Billy, your Aunty Corra will find it. Don’t you worry okay?”

He nodded his head and hugged me around my knees. He then pulled away and ran to his bedside table, “Here,” He handed me a lime green walky talky that was covered in stickers, “This way if you find it you can tell me.”

I smiled and took the walky talky laughing to myself at how quickly he could change his emotions. “I sure will, now clean up your room before your Mum goes bananas.”

Billy giggled and starting jumping around the room scratching his armpits making monkey noises, “Come on,” Billy encouraged my to join in.

I laughed and started mimicking his actions.

Billy abruptly stopped and looked at me causing me to stop too, “Aunty, listen to Mum, I really like penguins but she says we can’t go see their home because they don’t live near us. Beavers live near us though, so I think you should go see their dam since you and Mum were talking about it,” Billy told me in all seriousness looking at me straight in the face.

I went and picked him up in my arms and snorted not able to hold in my laughter, “You are one amazing boy you know that?”

He smiled and nodded.

I turned us to face the clock, “Okay Billy when that pointy thing hits the cool swirly number there,” I said pointing to the 5, “Wake your Mum up okay?”

He nodded excitedly, “That’s a five Aunty, and I know fives.”

I giggled, “Good,” and set him down on his feet kissing the top of his head, “Be good my little man.” I then walked out of his room with his walky talky in hand along with my shirt.

“Big man, Aunty, Big man!” He yelled after me, to whom I just chuckled at, that boy was sure a character.