Austin's POV: A Short Story

Austin's POV - "Daddy," I heard as small hands were squeezing my cheeks together. I slowly began to wake up as the little boy was making fishy noises. I opened my eyes and blinked at my surroundings before flipping my son over so he was under me as I tickled him. Riker always woke me. Even when Lillian stayed over, he would wake me up and help me make breakfast. "Daddy, stop!" Riker exclaimed as I continued tickling him. His small hands and feet moving around to kick me. I laughed as I looked down at the boy in front of me. He was getting flustered as he kept giggling. I took the time to stop and sit back on my bed before scooping him in my lap and letting him sit. "Is that soda?" He asked as he looked at the empty and half full …show more content…

I picked him up by his waist and say him back in my lap. After Lillian and I ended whatever we had, I suddenly got more impatient. She was always helping Riker and I. After 5 years I actually had someone. Yeah, the boys did help, but they had no clue what they were doing. Lillian, on the other hand is a Kindergarten teacher and knows exactly what to do. I fixed Rikers hair as she curled into my lap and rested his head against my chest. "Tired, buddy?" I asked as I left a light kiss on his head. He nodded before wrapping one of his arms around me. I smiled before leaning back and grabbing the blankets and covering us up. I waited for Riker to fall back asleep before drowning down the rest of the hard alcohol on my nightstand. I winced slightly as my throat burned. It was a routine. Every day, drinking away the pain. God, I missed her so much. He soft hands fit with mine. She would always squeeze my hand of brush her thumb across mine to make me relax. Her lips were so soft and our kisses were always so gentle. She would smile against my lips as we kissed and it would make me weak in the knees. I never stopped smiling when I was around …show more content…

I wanted to be the one to comfort him and care for him. I only knew him for a few months and I wasn't so fond of him when we first met but he grew on me and I started to like him. My phone started blaring out "A Thousand Years" which was Austin's ringtone. I sat up frantically and grab my phone off the nightstand and answered his call. "Hello?" I Squeaked out. I was nervous. We hadn't had a actual conversation in over a month. He was upset with me and I was upset with myself. "Baby?" He giggled. I could hardly hear him speaker over the loud music in the background. He was drunk. He didn't mean to call me. It was an accident. "Austin, are you okay?" I sat up more and leaned against the headboard. I was concerned about him. "I miss you so much Lils." He slurred and started mumbling random things about how he missed me. I felt my heart flutter but only to remember that he was drunk. He didn't mean what he was saying. "You're drunk, Austin. Go drink some water." I spoke sternly. My only response was a giggle. "You're not my mom." "Please." My voice cracked. "Lillian, did I ever tell you how much I love your ass? God, those tits too." "I... uh.. no, you didn't." I felt my face heat up. Austin always talked romantic about me, not in the kind of