Chapter 15 - Baby Meets Ellington

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Ryan's P.O.V
I did it! I climbed the stairs! Mama was busy cleaning the house so I walked around until I got bored, then I climbed the stairs...I'm a big boy now! Then I heard someone crying, it was uncle Ratliff. I didn't understand what he was saying but he looked sad. I went to Dellys room and got a tissue box. Mama always uses these when Ross spills something...hehe

Ellington's P.O.V
Heartbroken. A word used to describe someone who has been through a recent lost or have lost someone of value. Well the word hurts a lot more than it sounds. I gave her everything...the last 4 years of my life, my love, my attention, my time, my money. Then there she is, kissing someone else.

I woke up and thankfully puked into the trash can, I'd feel bad if I messed Ryan's room up. I have no idea why I'm here...why is this room the first I come to? I saw water and some pills on the nightstand and took them to stop this throbbing headache.

The door suddenly opened slightly, in walked an adorable little creature holding a tissue box. Ryan walked over and sat down on the floor in front of me. He picked up a piece of tissue and held it up

"No cry" he smiled sweetly

I took the tissue and picked him up.

"You are just about the sweetest kid I know" I forced a smile and wiped my face.

"I look like such a mess right now, don't I?" I said to no one

"No" Ryan answered

I looked to the kid who should be more broken than me. He sat across from me, looking at me with gentle eyes. Sometimes I feel like he's smarter for someone his age.

"I'm sorry...I just really need to be alone right now" I said as fresh hot tears rolled down my face again

Ryan walked over and sat on my lap, he wrapped his tiny arms around my stomach, "huggies". I laughed slightly at how cute he is, he's trying to help and it somewhat worked. I hugged him back and didn't let go, he wasn't letting go either.

"I stay" he mumbled into my shirt

"Thanks buddy" I smiled

Stormie's P.O.V
I heard their entire conversation, tears rolled down my face. What I just witnessed was my baby boy helping my sixth son. He's trying to fix Ellington, I hadn't realize how close they've gotten over the past 3 weeks.

I quickly gathered myself and went to do the laundry. That's the thing, they can keep the house clean but they just don't do the laundry. By the time I gathered all the dirty cloth, I had 13 different loads to wash. Eventually, Ellington came down with Ryan in his arms.

"Good afternoon" he greeted, I know he tried to clean himself up but you can still tell how tired he is from his blood shot eyes.

"Afternoon sweetheart, care for lunch?" I smiled

"Are you hungry buddy?" Ellington asked Ryan. Ryan looked up and nodded.

We ate lunch together, it was new since it's never just me and him. I smiled as I watched him play with Ryan, they fit together like puzzle pieces.

"Okay so who do you like more, Me or Rocky?" He asked

Ryan thought about it then answered, "Mama!"

"Who do you like better Mama or Papa" Ellington cleverly questioned

"Which papa?" Ryan responded

"Since when did he have two papas?" I asked curiously

"Riker has earned himself the glorious title of Papa in charge while you two were gone" he explained

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