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"Gavin!"
A voice yelled through the apartment door late that night. It woke the sleeping Brit from his slumber in his bed. His chest tighten in fear as he leaped out of bed, he threw on a night shirt and threw open his door.
"Michael? Michael? Boi!you alright?!" He hollered, his voice was a bit shaky based off the nature of the shriek that came from his sons room.
He opens the door to his sons room and without an blink of an eye.
Michael was hurdled in his Banjo and Koozie sheets, completely drenched in sweat.His pillows were scattered all on the floor and the bed was an utter wreck. When the red haired kid saw his dad he practically leaped towards him. Gavin just by instinct cranes his arms around his son only wanting to make this waves of pain wash off them both.
Gavin starts brushing the curly locks of the boy, then coos."My Little Michael, What is the matter? A bad dream? It has to be your pillows are destroyed.".
"Gabbin! It was bad! I had a dream about my first dad and the night that he didn't come home that night.." He huffed and sniffles, then continues " you know, the night he didn't come back from work.....and I was all alone but then I thought about you and a baddies took you away at night too and I wanted to cry even harder.".
Michael's just turned six and the event occurred nearly two years ago. And still every so often that memory would pop up in his mind and depressed the child for hours, days, or days at a time but it only has been whimpering never burst of anger like so. He would cling to my leg and sleep for hours at a time but now its invading the only way he finds refuge
Gavin held Michael and carried him to his dresser and began to change his soaked clothes and placed him in a yoshi green shirt and purple basket ball shorts.
The Brit took the boy to his the adults room. Propped the red haired kid on a pillow and placed a blanket over his legs, then he proceeded to pat the lads stomach and whispered,"Wanna talk bout it Champ?".
" Why did he leave Gavy?" His copper brown eyes pierced the man soul, he was filled with so much longing and there was nothing more than pain under his expression.
" Michael, he was a good man and sometimes bad things happen to good people and we can't control that."
" If he was still here do you think we would have been close? "
"No doubt in my mind, I was his friend since before you were born and he's always talk about having a family since we were kids. So when your momma got pregnant with you he was thrilled."
"What was her name again?"
" Angelica Jones"
"Where is she?"
"...I'll tell you one day when your older okay?" Gavin held out his pinkie finger and Michael smiled and took it. The lad just began to talk about the nightmare again and ask what it means, his adopted father tried his best to answer to curious boy and not to long after the boy was sleep again with his face pressed in Gavin's arm.
As the boy slept he only stared at the boy and sighed. There as been so much to those dreams that Gavin can't tell the boy.
He stared out the window and into the sky as he smilies out at the moon. "I know this might sound so selfish but you dying and giving me this little sausage as been the highlight of my life."He shifts out of the bed and make sure the boy is comfortable and he stares out the window sill, and chuckles to himself as tears escape his eyes.They were hot and angry that sting on his way down his cheek. He left the room to avoid waking his son up. He chuckles again almost hysterically, as he plops down on the couch. He knew he was going to go to sleep not after that.
" That bastard who shot you, It's not fair! You had everything you wanted in that one moment and if I would have just been there maybe I could have....." He stared at the TV set, " I could never make it up to you, I just glad that you made me his guardian."
He turns grabs an homemade DVD and places it into the slot.
The video starts, There are two men standing in what looks like a hospital wing as they both look frantic and one was pacing.
" Why are you out here you bloke?! Go in there and support your girlfriend." a familiar voice called from behind the camera it was Gavin's voice and it was just as nervous as the man.
"What if I'm not ready Gavin? What if my kid hates me?"
" We'll just add them to the list of people that has good tastes" he teased.
"Come on I'm being serious here"
The other man spoke up, he had a British accent aswell and dark brown hair, " You'll be fine and I'm sure Gavin would be more than happy to help out.".
" Eh, Can't I be the god father that just spoils the kid instead of doing actual parenting?".
Gavin smirks at this.
" But Dan is right, I will there to help you out whenever you need me buddy. Okay?"
"Thanks Gavin" the man smiles
" Whatever Kdin, just get your ass in there!".
The video is playing with nothing really happening and the video is sped up.
Kdin comes running out the door with tears in his eyes. With both arms raised in the air with pride and triumph.
"It's a boy!" He exclaims.
The two Brits cheer and the camera shift to all three of them are in frame as Dan picks Kdin up and Gavin fist pumps the sky. There was so much joy as Kdin ramble on about all the things he was going to teach his son then the camera is picked back up and they all walk in the room where there is an nurse and an woman stationary in the bed holding the boy.
Kdin picked the infant up from her hands and displays him infront of the camera.
" Ello there you little smegpot" Gavin cooed out of frame of the camera.
"Don't call my baby a smegpot! His name is Michael! You know after the St.Michael school.."Kdin hissed.
" So sentimental aren't you?" Dan teased.
The video stops there.
Gavin has his face buried in his hands and hunched over on his couch.
"There's so many things you don't know Michael and maybe that's for the best." Gavin cried as he walked to the door and saw Michael sleeping peacefully on his bed, he looked so much like Kdin this made the Brit heart melt and returned to the couch and closed his eyes to sleep peacefully.
"G'Night Kdin"