Last Ride ;

“First of all – I named her paige. I thought you’d like that name. Second of all? You don’t – it’s been THREE YEARS, Brody! You can’t just hunt me down after three years and threaten me with a custody battle! I have – I have raised that little girl as best I can without help and now you just – ” she felt sick; she could feel her stomach churning and she contemplated escaping to the bathroom for a moment to cool down. a hand reached out to grasp for a seat at the small table and she slipped into it, hands lifting to press against her face as she sucked in a few deep breaths. “I wont let you take her from me..”

“I guess you guessed right then, it’s a beautiful name-..” He stopped for a moment, sucking in a breath as she spoke, he’s mad and rightfully so, but he wont shout at her, he’d rather just get the point across at this point because of the hurt he felt. “Kat - you didn’t give me a choice, I have a choice towards my daughter and you can’t just make it seem like I didn’t want to raise her at all, like I’m some sort of dead beat dad.” He’s huffing a bit under his breath, with a bit of a set jaw - but he’s not yelling, he wont yell because that wont get him anywhere in this. “I’m not going to take her from you, if we can work out an agreement. I just want to see her, I don’t want her growing up with some false image of a father you painted for her so you could make a damn point out of what you’ve done.” 

“Just some of the good kush, y’know? I don’t know, I didn’t figure that was your speed, Walker. You’re probably one hundred percent correct, but I can’t stop thinking about it. So… I’m not quite sure how to fix this one up.”

“Is that a joke at the fact that I’m older than you, because If so - I want to applaud you, but I’m also a little offended that you got that ‘og’ kush without me. There isn’t any fixing at this point, wish I knew how to help you out - but I don’t.”

“Don’t –” she pursed her lips, hesitating for a moment before she turned slightly and kneeled down, brushing some hair out of Paige’s face. “Baby, can you go up to you room and play up there? I promise I’ll come up to tuck you in, okay?” she leaned forward to press a kiss to the girls forehead as she mumbled an, ‘okay mommy’ before rushing off up the stairs. she waited until she heard the girls door close before she turned back and stepped aside to let Brody in. “We can talk in the kitchen.” she wrapped her cardigan more tightly around her as she ushered him inside, locked the door and then moved off towards the kitchen.

He watched the two of them for a moment, the way Kat’s voice was soft with the little girl, and carefully brushed strands of hair out of her face. He was hit with a hurt, he didn’t want to keep being without that - without something. The girl made her way upstairs, and with the evident click he nodded and followed the other into the kitchen. He walks just a pace behind her, and sigh out slowly, “what’s her name?” He’s asking because that was the first question that entered his mind, but the second thought wasn’t as calming. “-...I just want to know, if I’m going to have to change this into a custody battle?” He didn’t want to say that out, because that was the last thing he wanted to do.

“Boy, what the fuck have you been smoking and why the hell didn’t you invite me? ‘M pretty sure thinking about mortality when you’re this high is a good way to end ya’self in the asylum.” 

“I am pretty sure I heard that joke about five years ago, I’m really sorry. I wish I could have given you more attention for that one.”

“why? you know why, Brody. My parents weren’t ever gonna let me keep her or go through the pregnancy and all we did was fight over them. Plus you had – you were gonna go the majors you didn’t need this. You need to LEAVE, okay? She doesn’t –” she feels Paige’s hands against her legs and she glances down to see her peaking her head around her side and staring up at Brody with those wide eyes that reminder her so much of his. “Now isn’t a good time –”

He can feel his foot wanted to edge towards her door, because there is a feeling that she’s going to slam it at any moment - she was right, they did fight over it, maybe he didn’t need this right now. lowering his voice, “you didn’t give me a damn choice.” He didn’t want to bring his voice to loud, because now he saw the little girl with bright eyes staring up at him, and he knows. “I am not leaving, not until I get something out of you.” His jaw is a bit set, shaking his head, “I have rights to see her,” he wasn’t going to let his voice go too high, speaking in a practical whisper to her - he doesn’t know how much the little girl understands. 

@brodywalker

“Kat - you know what I’m doing here, you can’t just think I would continue to let it go this long without me tracking you down, one wind of where you were and here I am. Why the hell would you do this?”