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“Ginny I don’t know what if I just don’t get a new caregiver? It would be easier”I hear Marcus say from my room. What does he mean by caregiver. Why would he need one? My thoughts are cut off by Ginny saying
“We both know that you are too little to take care of yourself during regression.” Regression I am about to search what that means when I hear Ginny something more
“What if you ask Max to take care of you.You trust her and you two live in the same house so it would be easy to go get her of need be like after a nightmare” What have me taking care of Marcus again I get up to tell them no way when I hear Marcus argue back
“No, Max took enough care of me during my addiction and even before that. She said she won’t ever do that again for me and she just started talking to me again. I can’t lose Sissy and she will think that I am a little freak then tell Mom and Dad and then I will be sent back there, maybe forever and she’ll hate” I cut him off by tackle hugging him. I don't know why he thought I would hate him or why his words were slurring or why he called me sissy but all I can think about right now is comforting him. When he realizes what just happened he starts crying harder than before and it’s not like how Marcus cries it’s more like a toddler’s crying.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry I have to go” Ginny says and with she quickly kisses Marcus’ head and scrambled out the window. I barely noticed her leaving too focused on Marcus to realize. He’s still crying when I lift him on the bed then close the windows and door in case our parents get home early. Then I lift him into my lap.
“Ok, Marcus first I love you and I need you to calm down, I’m not going to hurt you or tell Mom and Dad. I just want some answers, ok?” I ask. He nods still crying. I wipe his tears away with my thumb.
“Alright, first question. What is regression.” He answers by grabbing his phone and going to notes app and showing me a note called Agere explanation. It tells me the basics and even answers some of my other questions, it was clearly typed by Marcus.
“Did you make that, Bubs. You’re such a smart boy” I say. He blushes and nods, clearly having calmed down.
“Now, second why did you think I wouldn’t want to take care of you?” He answers with a slurred
“Sissy said she was done taking care of me” he says this sheepishly
”Oh Baby, no! I meant that I was done taking care of you all the time. I would drop everything for you if you truly needed me.” I felt so bad for saying that then a thought came to me
“Bub, where you regressed or close to it when I yelled at you” He shyly nodded
“Is Sissy mad at me”
“No, Baby never” With that he snuggled sleepily in to my shoulder.
“How about we get you into some pjs and into bed before Mom and Dad get home,Baby?” He nods while sucking his thumb
“Honey that’s icky. Now where’s your stuff?” he points to the closet. I see A duffel bag that looks very full. When I open it I see a few day outfits and a couple of pajama sets and a very fluffy onesie. I hold up the onesie and a pajama set with dinosaurs on it. He points to the onesie so I get that ready for him as I look back in the bag and see a pacifier and give it to him. He takes it immediately as I look back at the bag I a lot of diapers and pull ups so I ask how old he is he says 1.5 to 2 years old so I give him the choice and he picks pull ups. I change him in to his clothes and pull up. Now we are in his bed cuddling with him fast asleep.
“I love you so much, Marcus” and I swear I heard him say it back.