Drop A Heart (6/28)
Title: Drop A Heart
Author: thefabrosevest (me)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
POV: 3rd
Summary: Kid!Fic
Four years after Brendon first met Ryan, everything seems to be perfect, but then there’s a promise Ryan can’t break.
Disclaimer: Fake!
Author’s Notes: This is the sequel to Crush Me Like A Flower. I always wanted to write a Kid!Fic like that. So here it is. I just hope you like it :)
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Ryan’s POV
“Ryan!”
I try to ignore the voice and just stay silent.
“Ryaaaan!”
Something pulls on my shirt but I still don’t move.
“Wake up!”
I groan and try to turn onto my side but something knocks the air out of my lungs.
I gasp and finally open my eyes to see that Sam is sitting on top of me.
“Ryan!” he yells happily.
“I’m awake.” I mumble and raise my hands to hide my face in them.
“I’m hungry!”
“Just ten more minutes.”
“No!”
I lower my hands in time to see Sam jumping down on me again.
“Alright! I’ll get up.”
He beams and crawls off me.
When I look at the clock it says that it’s just nine in the morning. I groan and force myself to get up. Sam jumps off the bed and his loud clumsy steps follow me out of the room.
“Where is Brendon?” he asks.
“At work” I say and turn the coffee maker on.
“Why?”
“Because we need money.”
“Okay”
“So what do you want for breakfast?”
“Pancakes!” he cheers.
“I’m not the best at making pancakes. That’s Brendon’s job.”
The boy pouts up at me and I’m just too big of a softie to say no.
“Alright, listen. What if we visit Brendon for breakfast? You like muffins and big cookies, don’t you?”
The pout disappears and the smile is back on the kid’s face.
“Muffin!”
I smile tiredly and grab my coffee.
“Just let me drink my coffee and then we’re out of here.”
“No! Muffin!”
“Just five minutes, Sam.”
“No!” he whines.
I sigh and start to massage my temples. I’m not used to being up this early.
“Why don’t you play with your big toy car, huh?”
He stares at me with a slight pout before he runs off. I groan and let my head fall down on the table. I can already feel that I’m going to get a headache.
I don’t know how long I stay like this but when something hits my foot, I look up.
Sam is standing in the door with a big remote in his hands. Whatever it was, hits me again and when I look down I see that it is the toy car that keeps driving against my foot.
I groan and get up.
“Alright, let’s go.” I mumble.
“Yay!”
*
There are even a few people there when we arrive at the Starbucks. I’m carrying Sam since he got tired of walking, but it’s not a problem because he’s not that heavy.
“Well hello, Ryan. I didn’t see you in a while.” Drew, the guy behind the counter, greets mischievously.
He flirts with me every single time I walk inside this stupid thing and in return he gets to talk to the bitchiest side of me, because I just can’t stand that guy.
“Oh, suck it up, Drew.”
“And who is your friend?”
“None of your business.”
He rolls his eyes as I walk behind the counter.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Drew asks, but I simply ignore him.
“What kind of muffin do you want?” I ask Sam and he points at the chocolate one.
I nod and reach out to take it.
“Are you going to pay for this?”
I turn to look at Drew.
“Calm down. My boyfriend owns this whole thing.” I say while I try to decide what I want to eat.
“That doesn’t mean that you can just take whatever you want without paying.”
“That’s exactly what it means. And you know what else I can do? I can make that you lose your job, so stop annoying me.”
I grab another muffin and smile at Drew before I open the door to the back.
The employee lounge is empty, but there are noises coming from the store room. I grin and walk over to look inside the room. Brendon is leaning over a box with a writing pad in his hands and seems to count something.
“Hey”
A loud shriek escapes him and he stumbles backwards till his back hits the wall. When his gaze meets mine I just smile.
“Don’t you ever do that again.” He breathes out and walks away from the wall. “What are you even doing here?”
“Sammy was hungry.” I tell him with a shrug.
“Oh so you thought you could just come by and get something for free like always?”
“Of course”
“You’re lucky that I love you.”
I grin at him and he rolls his eyes with a smile.
“Could you just sit down in the store while I finish this?”
I shrug and walk out, passing Drew again. He watches me with a mixture of adoration and annoyance and it’s just too funny. I walk around the counter and head for a table in the corner. Sam struggles out of my grip and plumps down on the bench, making grabby hands for his muffin. I laugh and hand it to him on what he makes a high-pitched noise.
“Seriously, Ryan. Why are you carrying a child around?” Drew asks.
I glare at him and sit down as well.
“Come on, don’t give me that. Just tell me.”
I turn in my chair to face him.
“I think I have to talk to your boss about your behavior. You’re starting to annoy the costumers.”
“I think I should talk to my boss too. Does he even know that you’re taking stuff without paying?”
The door to the back opens and Brendon steps out.
“Yes, he knows.” He says to Drew and rounds the counter to walk over to our table.
He sits down next to me and kisses me.
“Look, Brendon! Muffin!” Sam yells happily while holding his half-eaten muffing in the air.
“Maybe I should steal food in here more often. It’s going to get deducted from his paycheck, right?” I ask, pointing at Drew.
“No, you’re not going to steal food more often!” Drew yells.
Brendon looks over at him menacingly and Drew just mumbles something under his breath.
“It’s unbelievable how bitchy you can get.” He tells me.
“What does bitchy mean?” Sam asks out of sudden and our heads turn towards him.
I shoot Brendon a look that says ‘Well done, idiot’ and he just smiles apologetically.
“I have to go back to work. See you.”
He gets up and kisses me again before he walks off to disappear in the back.
He’s is totally getting this back.
“Ryan! What does bitchy mean?” Sam asks again.
“It means that someone isn’t nice, but I don’t want you to say this ever again, okay?”
“But Brendon just said it.”
“That’s no reason for you to repeat it.”
He blinks at me a few times before he looks into another direction. He finished eating his muffin and there are crumbs everywhere. I sigh and get up to get a tissue from the counter. Drew watches me closely. I ignore him and walk back to the table to clean it.
“I’m bored!” Sam whines.
When the table is free of crumbs I walk half the way to the counter and throw the used tissues at Drew, who catches them and rolls his eyes.
“What do you want to do?” I ask and the boy shrugs. “Okay, I’ve got an idea.”
I pick him up and walk over to the door.
“Already leaving, princess?” I hear Drew say behind me.
I look down at Sam to check if he’s watching me and then I raise my free hand to show Drew my middle finger.
“Oh, so mature!” he yells but I don’t answer and leave the store.
“Where are we going?”
“We’re visiting a friend.” I say.
“Okay!”
*
We reach William’s shop about twenty minutes later because Sam wanted ice cream and I couldn’t resist those eyes.
William is sitting behind the counter and looks up when we walk in.
“Hello Ryan and hello mini human.” He greets with a grin and gets up to walk towards us. “You must be Sam then.”
The boy nods and William’s smile slowly fades. Then he looks up at me with a worried expression.
“What?” I ask and retreat one step.
“We should make a session with him.” William says seriously.
“No. Why?”
“Because there’s a spirit with him.”
I tighten my grip on the boy.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean it like I said it.”
I observe him with narrowed eyes and shake my head.
“I know that you don’t want it, but I think it would be better to know who it is and what it wants.”
“I said no.”
“Bitchy Ryan!” Sam cheers and William raises his eyebrows.
“I told you not to say that word.” I hiss at the boy and he pouts and starts to struggle till I put him down.
Sam runs off and I look after him before I watch William again.
“Ryan, it’s not about you. It’s about Sam. I think both of us can guess who it might be, but we don’t know for sure. It could be a bad spirit as well.”
I sigh and look over at Sam again, who tries to look at the stuff on one of the tables.
“I don’t know, Will.”
“My god, what are you scared of?”
“I’m not scared.”
“You obviously are.”
I glare at him and take a deep breath.
“Is this really necessary?” I ask quietly.
“Yes”
“Alright. Let’s do it.”
William observes me a bit longer before he nods.
“Follow me” he orders and walks behind the counter and through a door.
“Sammy, come here. We’ll play a game.” I say and the boy turns around and beams before he runs towards me.
I pick him up again and follow William into the backroom. It’s just a small room with a table and a few chairs around it. The walls consist of bookshelves. Other than that, the room is empty.
William moves two chairs to they are across from each other and motions for me to sit down. Slowly I walk over and sit down with Sam in my lap.
I look around and decide that I don’t like this room. It reminds me of the mansion, somehow.
William sits down on the chair across from me and reaches forward to take one of Sam’s hands.
“What are we playing?” the boy asks and looks up at me.
I lick my lips but stay silent.
“Take one of his hands.” William orders.
“I’m not part of this.” I hiss back.
“Ryan, just do it.”
I glare at him but take Sam’s other hands.
“Close your eyes, you too, Sam.”
Sam looks up at me and I nod before I close my eyes.
I expect William to say something, but he stays silent.
“Aren’t you supposed to say something?” I ask, but William shushes me so I sigh and stay silent.
We sit there like that for at least ten minutes and I start to wonder why Sam isn’t struggling and babbling yet.
“Okay, this should be enough.” William whispers. “You can open your eyes.”
When I do so, the first thing I see is that the room is somehow gloomier. I swallow and rest my gaze on William but something behind him catches my eye.
A woman is standing behind him. She’s looking at me without emotion.
“Ryan, what’s wrong?” William asks.
“Behind you” I breathe out.
William frowns and turns around.
“What?” he asks when he’s looking at me again.
“Don’t you see her?”
“Who?”
“The woman behind you.”
“There is no one behind me.” He says slowly.
I keep staring at the woman. Her hair is a dark blond color and her eyes are light green and kind of glowing. Suddenly I know who she is.
“Ryan, are you okay?”
I nod quickly.
“I know who she is. She’s Sam’s mother.”
Williams eyes widen and he looks around once again.
“Uhm, okay. I guess it makes sense that you can see her. Sam, do you see her?”
“Who?” the boy asks and William nods.
“What should I do?” I ask.
“Talk to her. Ask what she wants?”
I nod and try to think about something to say.
“Hello Ryan” she says and I think my heart skips a beat.
“Hi” is all I get out.
“I think you already know who I am.”
I nod.
“You’re his mom.”
She just stares me down.
“Yes, my name is Molly Wright.”
Wright. I didn’t know Sam’s last name till now.
“And we, Ryan Ross, met before.” She continues.
“Yes. W-what do you want? Why are you still here?”
“Because I want to see if you’re able to keep the promise you gave me. I want to know if my son is save.”
“I’m taking care of him. We are taking care of him.”
“At the moment, but you’re going to give him to the next best family.”
I frown at her.
“That’s the plan.”
She stares me down and maybe she’s even glaring.
“What do you expect me to do? He can’t stay with us forever. I’m just 23 and Brendon is 22. We can’t raise a child. I mean, I’m barely able to take care of myself.”
She just keeps staring at me and doesn’t answer.
“I don’t know how to be a parent. My own parents didn’t know how to raise me. One of them gave up and the other one just wanted to get rid of me and he succeeded! What makes you think that I’m going to manage this better than they did?”
“Your parents did everything wrong, yes. And now you know what’s important. You’re not going to make the same mistake.”
“You can’t know that.”
“You’re right. I can’t know it for sure. But you’re not alone in this. Your boyfriend is in this as much as you are and he will help you.”
“So what? You’re saying that we should adopt Sam and play happy family. That is not going to happen!”
Her expression changes and the look scares me. She leans forward.
“Your soul is as dead as mine and I can read it like a book. You are scared of failing and you are scared of disappointing people. You think that everything you touch is slowly being destroyed. You act like you’re okay but inside you’re still thinking like you did four years ago. You think that no one needs you. I don’t know why you still think like that. Maybe your father really destroyed you so that you’re not able to trust. You can’t even trust yourself.”
By the time she finished, I feel tears running down my cheeks.
“I’m not trying to scare you. I’m trying to show you that you’re wrong with the way you think.”
“Ryan, are you okay?”
Slowly, my gaze wanders over to William and he’s staring back with a worried expression.
“Maybe we should stop.” He whispers.
“I’m sorry for what I said but you needed to hear it.” Molly says softly. “I’m going to leave now and I’m not going to come back. Do what you think is right, but keep my son save. Please.”
I nod and then the room seems to light up again. I raise my gaze and look around with wet eyes.
“Her voice was muffled, but I could understand most of it.” William says carefully. “Maybe this wasn’t a good idea after all.”
“No” I say quickly. “It’s okay. I think I needed to hear that.”
“What is wrong?” Sam asks and looks up at me.
“Nothing is wrong.”
“But you’re crying.”
I open my mouth but close it again.
“We’re leaving.” I say and get up, which causes Sam to let out a surprised noise.
“Maybe you should sit down for a moment.” William says but I shake my head.
“No, I want to go home.”
William hesitates for a moment before he gets his phone out.
“I’m going to call Brendon.”
“No, don’t call him. Don’t tell him about this, please. I don’t want him to worry.”
“He’s allowed to worry, look at yourself.”
I look away.
“Don’t be sad. No need to be sad.” Sam says.
I lower my gaze to look at him and he’s smiling at me.
“Listen to the kid.” William says.
“Me loves you. And Brendon loves you. And I tell you a secret.” He grips my shirt to lift himself up so he’s able to whisper into my ear. “Puppy told me that he loves you too.”
At that a laugh escapes me.
“Puppy?” William asks.
“His plush dog.” I explain and William nods with an amused look.
“We should leave.” I sigh after a while.
“Are you going to be okay?” William asks.
I nod and smile.
“I think Sammy isn’t going to accept it if I’m sad so I don’t have a choice.”
“Uh huh!” Sam cheers.
“The kid is good for you, Ryan. Think whatever you want. That’s the truth.”
“Can I have more ice cream?” Sam asks loudly and I roll my eyes with a smile.
“You heard it. Sammy wants ice cream so we have to leave to get it.” I tell William with a shrug.
“Whatever”
“I would thank you, but I don’t really want to.”
“Just go.” He laughs and I give a small wave before I push the door open and we’re on our way to the ice cream shop.
“You happy again?” the boy asks.
“Yes”
“Okay”
Chapter 7