Jayy leaves and I go and watch Jackass 3.5 to get me into a good mood. Then, I grab Danny, and the passes, and leave.
I soon arrive at the stadium. I get backstage and see Jayy trying to do a flip... but landing on his face. I walk over to him.
"Uh, need some help Sir.ICan'tDoTheMostSimplestFlip?" he gives me daggers.
"Dahvie's in the dressing room." and the second he tells me that, Danny runs away towards the room Jayy pointed at.
"Fuck. DANNY!!!" too late. He runs into the dressing room and we hear a loud thud. Followed by a "DANNY!!!!....." silence.... "Why are you here?"....
"Guess that's my cue." I walk over and lean on the doorwy and see Dahvie playing with Danny. Oh. My. God. He looks HORRIBLE! I clear my throat and he looks up and instantly freezes.
"Mo-Molli? Is that you?"
"Yeah. I was thinking the same thing about you." he stood up and I ran straight into his arms. He hugged me tightly and I started crying. It's still 2 hours before the show, but he still already has his stuff on."I missed you so much" I say through my tears.
"I missed you two." he pulled away and wiped away my tears. "But we gotta talk... About that night..."
"One sec. Danny do you wanna go with uncle Jayy?" I ay, turning my attention to Danny.
"Uh huh!" he says, running out of the room. I go over and close the door, then sit on the couch. Dahvie joins me.
"That kid is gonna run me out of energy."
"If he hasn't already." we both laugh. "Anyways. About that night I-"
"I was hoping we didn't have to talk about this."
"Oh, we HAVE to talk about it. I'm so sorry. I've been a mess ever since then. But.... the truth was I wa being blackmailed. Requel told me to be like that so you wouldn't catch on. Then, she made me have sex with her that night. I didn't know you were gonna go into labor, bu she said that she'd kill the baby if I didn't do what she told me to. So I did it, because she also threatened to hurt you too. I just couldn't let anything happen to you so I did that. I am so ashamed of myself, but I just didn't wanna lose you, which I kind of already did. But that moment when Danny ran in here and yelled "Daddy" I was completely lost. He looks just like me. I haven't even been there for him, alls I know is that his name is Danny, and he was born three years ago today. Molli, you wouldn't believe how much I've missed you. I know it's to late to take me back, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm never going to get over you and I'll always love you no matter what." I. Was. Speechless.
"Da-Dahvie... I didn't know. But it's not to late to get me back. I still love you, and now I feel like a jerk because I didn't let you explain before. And you may have missed some of Danny's life, but you may not have to miss it all." I smile at him. "By the way, his name is Danny Kyle Torres-Styles."
"So you'll take me back?"
"Only if you can man up and be a father."
"Of course I can."
"Does a real man cut?"
"What?"
"Does a real man cut?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
I take his wrists and scrub off the makeup.
"I said you needed to man up. Does a real man cut?"
"Only and emo one." he winked at me and I giggle.
"Well then..."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just means I'm ready to take you back."
"You are?" Dahvie looked at me in disbelief.
"Yup."
"Okay." he hugged me. "So how's Sophia been?"
"Dunno. She moved to London the day I moved in. Her brother was deathly sick."
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. Everything and everybody turned out fine."
"Except for me."
I gasp and hit him.
"So you don't want me back?"
"No, I didn't mean that. Of course I want you back! I meant while you were gone I was a complete mess."
"Oh. Yeah...... that."
"Yeah."
"Well, now I'm back and everything's all better."
"Damn right."
