Good Neighbors Part 8 (Steddie X Reader)
A/N: Alright! Lol I warned y'all and I was told to bring it so prepare for the feels. My note to single moms out there... ya'll are amazing and deserve so much love <3 This did take me a hot minute to write mostly because it tapped into something for me but it felt good. I feel good getting this out there.
Warning: Steddie relationship here and all that that implies (I regret nothing!) The major trigger here is the custody issue between Charlie and her. They do hash it out and there is a resolution when it comes to that. Dylan does open up to our boys. That may be triggering for some but its nothing drastic.
Word count: 5412
Your eyes glanced through the glass partition at Eddie who was sitting in the hallway, bouncing his leg anxiously as he waited for you to finish mediation with your ex and the lawyers. Both he and Steve insisted after what happened last month that one of them be with you or Dylan if Charlie was around.
You son didn’t seem bothered by the fact that he hadn’t gone over to his father’s house. Eddie and Steve did what they could to keep him preoccupied. One night he had asked if he could call Charlie but when you dialed his number he didn’t answer.
“Baby, I’m sorry.”, you reached out and stroked his hair as the boy shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s ok, mommy.”
“Dylan…how would you feel if you didn’t have to see your dad as much? It doesn’t have to be permanent. Just until daddy isn’t so busy?”
“But I don’t see him now. What would be different?”
Sometimes this kid said things that just flabbergasted you. He was aware of much more than you gave him credit for.
“Nothing, I guess.” Dylan turned to smile at you before turning his eyes back to the tv.
“This is fucking ridiculous. He’s my son!”, Charlie’s hand slammed down on the table.
Your lawyer gestured towards him. “See, this is the kind of behavior we are worried about. Besides the father’s absence, he seems to have anger issues that need to be put in check.”
His lawyer leaned over to whisper things in his ear as Charlie glared at you. The gentleman straightened up as he spoke. “Look, there has to be some leeway here so we don’t have to hash this out in a courtroom. He isDylan’s father.”
Your lawyer scoffs. “Biologically. Honestly, if we need to take this to court, we are more than willing to go down that route. We have pictures, texts, and proof of missed weekends. It would be much simpler on everyone, including the child, if he just signs this document now.”
His lawyer sighs, leaning back in his chair. “The father here has an actual home for the child in a safe environment—”
“And my client’s apartment doesn’t count as a safe home? Come on, Bryan.”
“Lidia, we have proof that the people across from your client are extremely violent—”
“They are not violent.”, you seethe.
“Oh, please. One of them broke my nose!”, Charlie shouts at you.
“AFTER you grabbed me and threatened me!”
“Okay!”, your lawyer reaches for your arm, leaning you back in your chair.
“The point is,” Bryan continues, “We have a case here to.”
“I guess we’ll see you in court than. As it stands a judge approved our filing and Dylan doesn’t have to go to his father’s unless his mother allows it until after we get this resolved.” Lidia sighs, pressing her fingers to the bridge of her nose. “Now as for finalizing the divorce itself—”
“I’m not signing anything until this shit with my son is in order.”
Your lawyer’s eyes shift to his own. “I would advise him against that.”
“Oh, why? Is she getting married sometime soon?”
“Well gee, Charles. I guess I’m not like you. You started dating again before we even broke up!”
Your lawyer starts to gather her paperwork, motioning for you to stand. “I guess we’re done here then. Bryan, call me if he changes his mind which again, I highly recommend he does when it comes to finalizing and Dylan.” She pulls you as you both head out the door. Eddie immediately rises, following behind you both into the lobby and out in the parking lot.
“I’m sorry, honey.” She smiles as she leans in for a hug. “I was hoping we could at least get the divorce resolved today but…”, Lidia shakes her head. “I’ll call you later and we can talk about where we go from here and court dates, ok?”
“Thank you, Lid.” She rubs your arm reassuringly as she grins at Eddie and turns to head for her car.
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“Okay, so the boot transports them anywhere they want to go?”, Steve looks at Dylan as the boy nods. “But why? They have brooms, that fireplace thing, and a flying car.”
“The car doesn’t work, Steve.”
The sound of your son giggling immediately calms you down as you and Eddie walk through your apartment door. “Oh my god. How did you get Steve to sit down and watch Harry Potter?”
“Hey mom! Hi Eddie. I asked him nicely.”
“Never works for me.” Eddie playfully rolls his eyes.
“When have you ever asked me nicely for anything?”
“That’s fair.” The metalhead chuckles as his eyes watch you walk towards your fridge, grab a beer, and plop your body down on a chair in the living room. He and Steve have a silent conversation with their faces. “Sooo… who else is hungry because I am starving.”
“I could eat.”
Eddie jumps overdramatically. “Sorry, Princess. You got too excited there. Startled me out of my skin.”
Dylan laughs as you scrunch your nose and smile. “Can we go to the pizza place that has the indoor playground?” When you nod your head, he jumps up, and runs in his room to get his shoes.
“You okay?”, Steve’s concerned eyes scan over you.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m going to go change into something more comfortable.” Your words didn’t match your tone and they knew it. What were you going to do though? You felt like you couldn’t afford to not be ok right now.
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“Can I go play?”
“Nope, you have to sit with the adults and talk about… I don’t know…taxes.”
Dylan narrows his eyes at you as he makes a funny pouty face with his lips.
“Yup because that’s all adults do is talk about taxes.” Eddie makes a ridiculous face at you as well, laughing at your comment.
“Yes, my angel. Go play.” You watch him as he shuffles out of the booth and makes his way towards the outside playground.
“I heard the douchebag was in full asshole mode today.” Your eyes shift towards Steve before landing on Eddie.
“I thought those rooms were soundproof.”
“To a point, Sweetheart. Even if he wasn’t shouting at you, his body language didn’t really radiate calm.”
You fold your arms across your chest feeling that mask you put up for your son start to disappear. “I just want this to be over.”, you whisper.
Steve slides out from his side of the table and comes to sit beside you, wrapping his arm around your grumbling frame.
“What was his excuse this time?”
“He won’t sign anything until ‘this matter with Dylan is taken care of.”
Eddie scoffs, folding his own arms as he leaned back in the booth. “What the fuck? It’s not like he cares. He never shows up for his weekends. He doesn’t pay child support. I don’t get it!”
“Munson…” Steve reaches his other arm out to try and calm his friend down.
“It just pisses me off, Harrington. The least he could do is let her go. Couldn’t even do that when they were married. That’s why he cowardly went behind her back with what’s her name.”
“Eddie!” Steve’s stern voice startled you both. “Come on, dude. Not right now.”, his tone came out much softer as he eyes gestured towards you.
Eddie reached across the table for your hand and when you placed it in his he tenderly kissed the back of it. “I’m sorry. It just makes me angry. You both don’t deserve the hell he puts you through.”
“What I don’t understand is what case does he even have to think he can win in court?”, Steve asked.
You pulled out of his embrace so you could look at them both. “He’s, uh, arguing that my home environment isn’t safe for Dylan.” They genuinely laugh.
“That’s the most insane thing I’ve ever heard.”
“For real. Good luck proving that.” Eddie takes a swig of the beer in front of him.
“He does have pictures… of a broken nose and busted lip after leaving my apartment.
It feels as if all the air has exited the room. Your gaze shifts between them as they come to the realization of what you were saying.
“He was hurting you.” Steve looks down at the table. “I don’t regret it but—”
“We would regret if that was the reason you lost your son.”, Eddie finished for him.
You let out a small laugh trying to lighten the conversation. “Hey, uh, he also said he didn’t need to sign the divorce papers anytime soon because I’m not getting married.” Eddie smiles as Steve chuckles under his breath. “What would that even look like? Would my name be hyphened? Y/N Harrington-Munson?”
“Pfft. Munson- Harrington flows better.”
You look down at your hands nervously. “I know there’s a lot going on so we don’t have to talk about this now but I was thinking, maybe, we could look into getting you guys some kind of legal rights for him. I mean I know we can’t technically get married or I don’t even know but I know you love Dylan and he loves you. If anything ever happened to me I would want him to be with you two.”
When you finally look up, you notice they are both beaming at you with wide smiles. “I think that was both the cutest and sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Eddie giggles as he looks at Steve.
“Definitely.” Steve pulls you to him, kissing your temple.
“Yeah, yeah. We would also have to talk to the kid but—”
“Talk about what?”, Dylan skids into view as he reaches for his glass and chugs back the water inside.
“I said ‘the kid’. I didn’t say it was you. Ugh.” You make a face as you wipe the sweat from his forehead. You act like you’re going to wipe on Steve’s shoulder. He lightly grabs your wrist, bending out of the way. You son laughs as he climbs up next to Eddie.
“Are you done talking about Texas?”
“Taxes, dork. Yes, the adults are done talking about taxes.”
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Almost as if detecting the mood, a pretty bad storm hit Hawkins. The four of you made it home just as the first heavy drops started hit.
Eddie gripped Dylan’s shoulder, pulling him to his side. “Don’t be scared, dude.”
“I’m not scared. I’m not a baby!”
“Oh, well excuse me. Hold me then because I’m scared.” Your son laughed as he ran after you, following you into your room. You could hear Eddie giggling with Steve in the living room. “Did you see that? Kid just abandoned me.”
You hand Dylan some candles as you both come back out and set them around the room lighting them. There’s a loud crack of thunder before the lights flicker and shut off.
“Well, shit.” You smack Steve’s chest as you and Dylan settle down on the floor with his head opposite yours. “Um, what’s going on here?”
“This is something we do when the power is out.” You hand you son your phone and he turns on the flashlight, pointing it towards the ceiling. Steve and Eddie look up to see Dylan making shadow puppets with his hands.
“Pfft, amateurs.” Eddie lays down beside you while Steve plants himself next to Dylan, placing his feet up on the couch.
You guys laid like that for about an hour before your phone vibrated and Dylan was suddenly silent. He hands the phone to you and you saw Charlie’s name on the display. You head for your bedroom and close the door.
“Yes, Charlie?”
“I left a message with your lawyer. We’re going to meet again next week so I can sign the divorce papers.”
“Oh? What made you change your mind?”
“I asked Vivian to marry me.”
Your whole body froze and suddenly it felt like you couldn’t breathe. “Are…are you fucking kidding me right now? What ever happened to ‘Not signing shit until everything with Dylan is in order’?!”
“Look, I know this may come as a shock and I know you’re a little jealous—”
“You selfish asshole. This isn’t about me or you. This is about our son. This is the shit I’m talking about! You put on this act like you fucking care but if it came down between you and him, you always choose yourself!”
He hung up on you and you threw your phone angrily into the bathroom against the wall. There was nothing you could do to stop them. The tears flooded out of your eyes as you fell to your knees.
You suddenly felt strong arms wrap around you and lift you on to a lap. “It’s ok. Everything’s ok, Princess.” Eddie rocked you back and forth in his arms as he held you to him.
After a while, you wipe your cheeks and rise to your feet. “We’ll talk about it later, okay? You think you can go back out there?” You nod as he pulls you in for a quick kiss. When you both head into the living room, both Steve and Dylan are giggling as they arm wrestle on the floor.
“Little Man, you can’t beat me.” You lean over and gently poke Steve side, tickling him, giving Dylan enough time to push his arm down. “Foul! Not fair.”
Your son scrunches his little noise at him. “But for real, mom. I would have won.”
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That night Dylan asked if the boys could put him to bed which you were absolutely fine with. They did their normal routine of him reading to them and occasionally he would ask them questions. You leaned against the outside wall listening in on their cute banter.
“Can I ask you guys something?”
“No. We only accept questions and comments in writing after 8pm.”, Eddie chuckles as Dylan smiles. “What’s up, Kid?”
“Can you two be my daddy?”
You became more alert, debating for a moment if you should go in there and save them.
“Wow, dude. That’s a big honor. Can we ask why you would pick us?”, Steve’s voice was soft and comforting.
“You guys play with me and hang out. You don’t yell at me. You don’t make my mom cry. That’s important. I’m tired of my dad making mommy sad.”
“Same here, Bud.”, Eddie’s voice slightly cracks as he clears his throat. “I think you’d have to talk to your mom but…”
“We do care about you.” Steve helps by finishing his sentence. “We love you and your mom.” Eddie nods affirming his answer.
Dylan smiles as he pushes himself down further into his covers. “I love you guys to.”
You smile to yourself, heading back into the living room to grab Eddie’s cigarettes from his jacket and heading out to sit on the patio.
The rain had calmed down and was now falling at a soothing rhythm. You lit a cigarette as you starred out beyond the complex in front of you.
“I’m going to start charging you, ma’am.” Eddie smiles as he sits in the chair next to you, taking a cigarette out for himself. Steve followed outside behind him, taking the remaining chair. Eddie offers him a cigarette as well but he declines.
“So, what happened today?”
“Charlie proposed to Vivian.” You continue to stare straight ahead, unable to meet their eyes. Steve sighs as Eddie sarcastically laughs.
“Let me guess. Now he’s ready to sign the divorce papers.”, Steve shakes his head in disgust.
“So much for his ‘not until we get this thing with Dylan resolved’ proclamation.”, Eddie huffs as smoke leaves his lips.
Their heads turn towards you when they hear you sniffle. Steve gets up to kneel in front of you as Eddie scoots his chair closer. “Honey—”
“How do I explain that to my son? Not the part about him changing his mind on the papers but how do I tell him his father can’t make time for him but can for this bitch enough to get fucking married.”
“Well, I would probably remove the words ‘bitch’ and ‘fucking’.”
You giggle at Eddie as you run your sleeve under your eyes. “No you wouldn’t.” Steve’s hands rub your legs trying to comfort you. “I heard what Dylan asked you. I’m glad he feels that way. Even though I wish his actual father wasn’t a jackass.”
Steve rises and lifts you out of the chair, throwing you over his shoulder as he brings you back into the apartment.
“Steve!”, you laugh at him, trying to keep your voice low so you don’t wake up Dylan. Eddie smiles as he follows behind his friend through your home and into their own.
“You, baby, have had an extremely stressful fucking day and as your boyfriends it is our duty to alleviate some of that stress.” He playfully tosses you onto his bed. “And we want you to make as much noise as possible with no restrictions.”
Eddie hurls his body beside yours but Steve quickly grabs his arms and whispers something in his ear. The metalheads grin grows as he shifts closer to the bottom of the mattress by your legs while his roommate lifts you up slightly to get behind you, pulling your back to his chest as he leans against his headboard.
“Guys!” You chuckle at their earnestness as they work together to remove your clothes until your completely naked before them.
“Look, sweetheart. Steve is right. As your men this is what we have to do. We don’t make the rules.”
You suck your bottom lip through your teeth, trying to control your grin. Steve’s arms suddenly appear in front of you; one rests across your chest while the other glides between your legs. His fingers gently open your pussy lips, displaying your sex to the boy in front of you.
Eddie’s tongue runs along his lips as his eyes take you in. He hastily removes his shirt before settling himself closer to you between your legs. You whimper at the feeling of his warm breath against you.
His mouth absorbs your clit, sucking the nub between his lips as the echoes of the sound filled the room. Steve’s own mouth descended to suck and nibble on your neck causing you to reach up and run your fingers through his soft hair.
You began bucking your hips forward, desperate to reach that high. As the coil began to wind, your eyes rolled back as you felt Steve massive palm cover one of your breasts, kneading it in his hand. Your legs began to shake and Eddie’s hands flew to your thighs, holding them open as the tether broke within your belly.
You expected Eddie to stop after he helped you through your climax but he continued his assault in your cunt. He flicked his tongue quickly in and out of your entrance as Steve’s fingers reach to move circles rapidly against your swollen nub. His other hand slides up to your throat, turning your head to face him.
“Come on, honey. You and I both know Eddie could live between your legs if he could. Tasting you repeatedly as you cum. Can you cum again for him?” Steve kisses your upper lip as your mouth falls open in moan. Your hands cling to his arm as you feel your body running towards that ledge. “There you go, baby. Come on. Don’t hold back.”
His fingers on your neck gently tip your head back on to his shoulder. Your thighs try to close themselves but Eddie’s grip on them tightens as he pushes his mouth deeper into you.
“Fuuck. Oh my god.” Your body shutters against them as your second climax hits you. Neither of them lets up their relentless pace. “Please. I can’t…”
Steve teeth graze your ear lobe. “Yes, you can, Y/N. I know you can. Give us one more. Be a good girl, baby, and give us one more.”
Eddie replaces his mouth with his fingers as he pushes two of them inside of dripping entrance. He crawls up to you as Steve lifts your head to face his. Your forehead lazily connects with the boy in front of you. “One more, Princess. Cum on more time and we’ll let your pussy rest. God, you are so fucking tight right now.”
You let out an exasperated giggle when you feel the other boy’s cock twitch in his pants against you. “I think…Steve can’t wait to find out.” Eddie’s eyes flick up to Steve’s as he grins.
“Yeah, well, Stevie boy has to wait. It’s about you right now.” He thrusts his fingers into you faster as he continues to urge you to cum.
“Eddie, please. Don’t stop.” You tilt your head to kiss his lips, tasting your sweetness on his tongue.
“I may need your help, Harrington.”
Without needing more information, both of Steve’s hands grip your thighs to hold them open. Eddie’s thumb replaces the boy’s fingers on your clit as he pumps into you with purpose.
You bury your face in Steve’s neck as you shout Eddie’s name repeatedly feeling that wave crash against you as you cum. They kiss any part of your body they can reach as you slowly come down. “Please…I need…”
“No, baby you did good.” Steve scoots out from behind you as you fall back against the headboard. His hand quickly shoots out to grab your head before it makes contact with the wood. “Whoa. Careful.” He chuckles, smiling over at you as you throw a drunken grin back.
You watch them with hooded eyes as they grin at each other, removing the others clothes. Eddie climbed on Steve, leaning down to place passionate kisses on his lips. Steve’s fingers tangled in his hair as he held his mouth to his own before flipping Eddie over on to his back.
You slid your body down to press yourself against his side as his arm came around to pull your lips gently to his own. Steve’s mouth trailed down Eddie’s stomach before hovering just above the tip of his length, allowing a long line of spit to descend from his lips.
Eddie mewled into your kisses as Steve pumped his hand over his cock before taking him fully into his mouth. The boy’s lips chased yours when you moved your head to watch the display in front of you. You grinned watching Steve continue to utilize the advice you gave him before as he swirled his tongue around Eddie as his mouth moved.
“Fuuuck. He’s so fucking good at that.” Eddie panted into your shoulder as he left random kisses against your skin.
You crawl down towards Steve, delicately lifting his head to bring his lips to your own. “Can I?”
He nods, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “If you’re ready.” He moves out of your way as you straddle Eddie, reaching your hand down to guide him into your entrance.
His face contorts in pleasure as his mouth falls open. “Fucking… damn it!”
“What?”, Steve is on his knees next to you both. You bite your bottom lip as your head leans to the side on his shoulder, your hips slowly grinding forward.
Eddie tries to look over at Steve but it’s hard for him to keep his eyes open. “We thought…she was…fuck…Jesus Harrington. We thought she was tight before?” He aggressively shakes his head as he moans.
Steve chuckles as he runs his fingers through your hair. “Do you think you can take me to?”
Eddie arches his neck to the side as he feels your pussy flutter at the other boy’s question.
He grins, kissing your lips before taking his place behind you. With his hand on your back, he gently pushes you forward. You support yourself up on your hands as you look lovingly down at the man under you. Steve’s palm remains on your lower back as he uses his other to guide himself into your ass. Your hips stop moving as Eddie takes over thrusting himself up into you.
You feel the hand on your spine slide down, coming between your legs to circle your clit and you can’t help but shout Steve’s name as his cock bottoms out inside you.
The feeling of them both inside of you was always overwhelming at first but a welcome sensation. As they both hit a steady rhythm you can feel everything wipe from your brain except for the intense pleasure of them stretching you out.
Eddie clung to your hips as he pushed into you faster until you suddenly felt him sputter beneath you and with a few more sloppy thrusts he came underneath you.
Steve laid himself flat onto your back, pushing him deeper inside of you making you whimper.
“Are you ok? It doesn’t hurt, does it?” He moved your hair to the side as he murmured into your ear.
Your forehead was leaning on Eddie’s sweaty chest as his hand reached up to pet your head. “No…it doesn’t hurt. Oh my god. Can you…?”
“Can I wait, baby?”
“Can you go harder?”
Steve’s hand wrapped around your throat, pulling you up so you were against his chest. You and Eddie groaned as his cock slid out from between your legs. Steve’s arms held you tightly as he smacked his hips against yours. His lips came down to suck on your neck as your nails dug into his arms. Your arm flew behind him and tangled in his soft hair as your body trembled against his. Steve grunted into your ear as he rode you through your high while chasing his own.
When his arms released you to hold your waist, you fell forward, collapsing on Eddie’s tummy. Steve toppled on to your back as he came inside of you. You felt his humid breath panting against your skin.
“I love you both but you’re kind of crushing me.”, Eddie whines causing Steve to chuckle as he rolls to the side. You crawled further up him, resting your head under his chin as one of your other hands found a home on the other man’s hairy chest.
“Do you want to shower real quick before we go back over to your place?”
You shake your head. “Too tired.”
The bed shifts as Steve rises to pull on some shorts and a white undershirt. You listen to him move around as he heads for the bathroom. You roll off of Eddie on to your back prepared for the routine that’s about to follow. Eddie huffs as a pile of clothes smack his face.
A small hiss leaves your mouth as Steve reaches between your legs to clean you. You laugh as fabric lands on your face and you feel the bed beside you dip as Eddie sits up to pull on his sweatpants.
You open your eyes as he tugs the shorts and shirt off your head, smiling over at him. Steve playfully rolls you around like a ragdoll, helping you get dressed.
Your smile disappeared as a thought popped into your head.
“I have an idea.”
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You glance through the glass partition at the boys waiting anxiously in their chairs. Steve’s eyes were darting everywhere, prepared for anything. Eddie’s legs were crossed but his foot was bouncing continuously. Their eyes met yours and you flashed them a small smile that they returned.
“Why are they here? Am I supposed to be scared or something?”, Charlie scoffed.
You pushed down the urge to respond sarcastically. After talking with your lawyer, she thought it best that she does all the talking which you were fine with.
“So, Bryan, I understand your client has decided to finalize the divorce?”
“He has.”
“Wouldn’t have anything to do with him suddenly being engaged, would it?”
“I don’t see that how that matters, Lidia.” Your lawyer responded with a sassy hm as she started pulling papers out of her briefcase.
“Well, Y/N and I are happy he’s finally changed his mind. We do however have one stipulation.”
Charlie laughed as his lawyer smiled at yours. “And that would be?”
“My client will sign the divorce papers if yours will sign the documents giving sole custody of the child to her.”
When your eyes met your exes, they were full of fury. “You bitch.” He rose to his feet and so did Eddie and Steve behind him.
His lawyer grabs his arm. “Can we have a minute, ladies? Please.”
“Take all the time you need.”
As you both walk out of the room, you hear Charlie’s heated voice. “Who the fuck does she think she is?”
“We can still fight this, Charlie. You don’t have to sign. We can keep our orig—” The doors cut them off as it closes.
“What’s happening?”, Steve’s look shifts between you and Lidia.
“Well, he took it about as good as to be expected.” Her hand rubbed your back. “You’re doing the right thing. Honestly, the fact that he didn’t completely shut down the offer outright is extremely telling.” She chuckles to herself as she glances at Eddie, dancing on the balls of his feet.
“You okay over there? You’re not on the run, are you?”
He grins in her direction. “Not a fan of this.” Eddie gestures around the building. “Reminds me of my dad.” You lean forward and wrap your arms around him.
“You don’t have to keep coming with me, you know?”, your voice is muffled in his chest.
“I know I don’t have to. I want to. Whatever keeps you and Kid safe and comfortable.”
Steve patted his back as Lidia exhaled a happy sigh. “Aw I love these guys. Edward are you single?”
“Ah, no ma’am but if I ever am…”, Eddie smiles playfully.
She raises her eyebrows coyly at Steve.
“Sorry, Lidia. I’m taken to.”
She jokingly snaps her fingers. “Oh, oh! Ok, here we go. Put your game face on.” Lidia pushes your back towards the door as you both come back in and take a seat.
Charlie’s lawyer looks completely worn out. “We…Charlie has decided to accept the offer.”
Neither of you can look at each other as you start signing papers. You watch his hands sign line after line numbly.
“Good. Um, Lidia, I will call you and we can discuss meetings for the new schedule as well as get a set time to reconvene about the visitation further down the line.”
Lidia nods as she starts gathering the paperwork in front of her.
“Not like she cares.”, Charlie snaps in your direction.
“I do care. I don’t want this to be permanent.” He scoffs as he starts to get up from his chair. “I really don’t! Everything I’m doing here is for our son.”
“Yeah, sure.” Charlie stomps out of the room and to your lawyers dismay you follow after him. Steve tries to grab your arm but you pull it away.
“Fight me then! Take me to court and fight for him.” You run in front of him, blocking him with your body. “Fight for him. Fight to keep the joint custody. Think about it. If you won, he could go to your wedding. He could be there for the holidays. Dylan has a talent show next month that you could come see. All you would have to do is be there.” Charlie’s eyes scanned yours as you spoke.
There was a split second where you thought for a moment you had gotten through to him. He side steps around you and out the front door. Bryan follows him, stopping to give you a sullen look.
“Are you ok, honey?” Lidia comes up to your side and grabs your hand.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. We got what we wanted, right?” You don’t wait for answer as you walk out the door and head for Steve’s car.
You hear shoes crunching quickly against the gravel behind you as a strong hand reaches for your arm. Steve pulls you to him, holding your head to his chest. You try and push him away, hitting your small hands against him but it doesn’t work. His cheek rests in your hair as your arms loop around him, clinging to him. Suddenly, you feel another set of arms wrap around your waist as Eddie leans against your back. They hold you to them as the tears begin to flow.
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