My Son and My Boy Band Boyfriend

Chapter 1 Look who's on TV

"Farewell dear friend, may you rest in peace" 

The grey and black coffin was slowly lowered into the ground in sight of the many friends and family who had loved its owner 

I shoved my hand deep in my pocket and threw into the grave a tiny picture 

"Mama" 

I looked down at the little blonde boy with large blue eyes and a confused face

I cradled him in my arms and cried into his shoulder 

"Mama, sad" he muttered, touching a face to my wet cheek

I gave him a small smile "Daddy won’t be around anymore" 

He frowned "Where he go?"

"To live with some angels"

He nodded and rested his head back onto my shoulder 

I looked over at his grandmother on one side of the coffin and his grandfather on the other side and it tore my heart that they couldn't even come together for such a sad occasion as their son’s death 

The little boy’s grandfather slung an arm around his young blonde fiancé as he wiped his tears and turned away as the earth around the hole was slowly pushed back into the ground, covering the casket 

I walked around and stood with my sons grandmother, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as she cried 

She buried her face in my neck and sobbed, draping an arm around my waist as I began to cry also

I took one final look at the casket before it was completely gone, reading the gravestone that would forever mark this sad and special spot

RIP Patrick Ronald Carter

Forever a son, forever a father, forever a friend

Forever young 1993 - 2012

I looked down at the blue eyed boy

My son, His son, our son 

A boy that would never know his father 

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I pushed the last box onto the trolley and jumped down out of the truck

"Zoom!" yelled a small voice; my son appeared from the front door of the small blue house, a cape on his back his arms out like a plane 

His small amount of blonde hair was tousled from the wind, his bright blue eyes sparkled and his small pink lips forming an 'O' as he continued to make the noise "Zoom, Zoom"

"Draco" I called making him stop and look over at me 

"Mama" he smiled cheekily 

"Grab your bag for me honey and take it in to Nanny" I said holding up his superman backpack 

He raced over grabbed it from my hands and ran back inside 

I laughed, shaking my head at the boy as I wheeled the little trolley to the front step of the house

“Are you alright there dear?”

I looked up at the older, brunette woman walking down the hallway; she had gorgeous hazel eyes and a sad smile on her lips

“I’m good Stella, Thank you though” I muttered placing the 2 smallest boxes inside the doorway

“Riley, Darling” She sighed stopping by my side “Please don’t put up a brave front for me, I know how this all must be for you, I really want us to be able to get along” She paused “For Drake’s sake”