Jay's POV:
" So do you know how to fix this tent pipe?" Kaiz asked me, holding a pipe of his favourite tent house like it was his throne sword.
His eyes sparkled as I took the pipe in my hands silently trying to figure out where did it belong.
" How did it come out? It was tightly bolted. Wasn't it?" I asked still fixing its corners.
" Umm Mumma didn't had anything to here to punish me so she took it out."
I stilled, tools froze on their place, half screwed and half unscrewed. My hands reached out to the little boy whose eyes reflected terror.
" What punishment Kaiz?"
" I was undisciplined yesterday. But I did come to Daddy the door was closed so I thought you guys slept already. I failed to get daddy to us." He frowned.
My forehead uncreased. So she was using him. She is using her own child.
" Where did she beat you?" I asked checking his body. There it was a huge swelling on his little back. As soon as I touched the area, he hissed.
My eyes watered and I took him in my embrace. How dare she try to do that?
"This is not you being indiscipline. This is abuse baby. I won't let her go away with this." I stood up to catch that bitch but the little fingers curled around my Pyjamas too feared, trembling.
" What are you doing with my son?" Ella's sudden voice glaced in the room. Her movements hurried, she took Kaiz to her side, checking dramatically as if I would hurt him.
" If you don't like us here, tell me already we will leave but don't you dare harm my son." Her voice changed suddenly into sympathy gaining.
I know where this is going.
I turned around to see Kiefer standing in the hallway. His fist clenched, eyes darkened for something which he was infamous in the town.
He caught my wrist. Tight, hard, unforgivable. He dragged me out of the room to ours.
" Kief-"
I tried to explain myself in case he misunderstood that bitch's cries but he cut me off with his voice at the high tone. " Don't !" he shut the door off and gestured me to sit on the bed.
I sat with an unreal calmness while my heart still stirred high.
"Shut up!" he screamed and just when my tears betrayed me he pecked my lips and shook his head.
His actions and his tone went different ways. He looked away towards the door and as his face flushed with assurance, he sat along with me and " I know!"
My face shoot up to match his expressions. I couldn't read them. There was anger, disappointment and something which didn't had words to describe.
His face fell onto my lap, seeking my warmth. " Kaiz is not mine. I doubt it. I need proof. "
"what?" I laced out.
As much as it hurt me, I knew how happy he looked wrapping fatherhood around his shoulders. He wanted to give him stars and moon.
He sensed my uneasiness.
" But we need to play this game carefully, Ella has the authority to hurt him. I don't care if he isn't mine but I still love him."
" both of us do. I love him too." I said carefully caressing his head. " So whats the plan?" I added.