The Past Is Just A Goodbye Chapter Two
Taylor who had been sleeping soundly awoke when he felt something climb onto the bed. Opening his eyes he smiled seeing Cecily beside him, "Morning princess," he said as he pulled her closer. He knew Zac was still asleep beside him. Zac was usually always the last one to wake up.
"Morning daddy," Cecily said as she grinned at him. She was always hyper in the mornings. "Can we have breakfast now?" she asked as she pouted and made herself look sad. She was certainly good at being dramatic when she wanted something. "I hungry," she whined as she let an arm go around her daddy Taylor's neck and soon snuggled with him.
Seeing Cecily pout, Taylor shook his head and held her to him once she snuggled into him. He was sure he had done something right with her. She was the one good thing besides Zac that he had going in his life. "Fine, lets get up you little munchkin," he sighed as he stood up, bringing Cecily with him. Looking down he smiled seeing her grinning. He had never seen someone as happy as her before.
Cecily laid her head on her daddy's shoulders as he carried her down the hall, "Santa come soon," she said as she pointed at the small Christmas tree that was set up in the living room.
"Santa comes next month," Taylor said as he looked down at her once they reached the kitchen. Putting her down in a chair he went to the cabinets and got down a small bowl for her. "What do you want, Fruity Peebles or Captain Crunch?" he asked as he grabbed both boxes and held them out for her.
"Peebles," Cecily giggled and kicked her feet as she pointed to the box of Fruity Peebles. When her daddy turned away from her she chewed on her lip. "Why Santa come next month?" she asked not understanding it. Their tree was up already so why did she have to wait?
Taylor laughed at her question. She was always asking questions it seemed. "Because he just does," he shrugged as he walked to the fridge and got the milk out. Pouring the milk over her cereal he put soon put a tiny spoon in it and took the bowl over to her.
Once the bowl was in front of her, Cecily picked up the spoon and started to eat, "But the tree," she said with her mouth half full of food. She had been told numerous times not to talk with her mouth open but she always did it anyway.
Laughing more Taylor went back to the cabinets and got the box of pop-tarts down. Taking out a package he opened it and took a bite of one before answering her, "Daddy Zac likes to decorate early," he said after finishing his bite. "And don't talk with your mouth open Cecily Parker Hanson," he scolded her or well tried too. He wasn't good at scolding her and thus he smiled when saying it.
Cecily made a face when she was scolded though she saw her daddy smile and figured he didn't mean it. Eating more of her food she looked towards the door when she heard a knock, "I get it," she said as she got out of the chair and went running for the door.
Taylor heard the knock and heard Cecily who had gotten up before he even had time to react. Laying his pop-tarts down on the counter he ran after her, "Oh no you want princess," he said reached her when she was just inches from the door. Scooping her up he held her on his hip as he finished the walk to the door and opened it. Seeing his parents standing there he tried to keep his face from showing any anger. He didn't want Cecily to sense the tension or know something was up.
"What are you doing here?" Taylor raised an eyebrow as he asked the question that was on his mind. He had told them if they ever wanted to come by to call and ever since the court battle they had started he wasn't even sure he had ever wanted them stopping by again. He hated them for punishing him and Zac. They were only trying to take Cecily because they didn't want Zac or him to be raising her. They believed his and Zac's lifestyle was unhealthy for a young child.
"We came to see our grand-daughter," Diana smiled as she pushed her way inside and past Taylor. Looking around she examined the house and crinkled her nose slightly, "This place is such a mess," she exclaimed shaking her head in disappointment. Toys were strewn about everywhere and she was sure that she saw a few pairs of Zac's dirty socks on the floor.
Taylor felt his face grow hot when his mother made a comment about the place being a mess. He was half sure that she'd run back home and tell her lawyer. Another thing to use against him and Zac in court. Another reason to have to want to take his daughter away. "I'm sorry, I guess Zac and I aren't much for cleaning," he said trying to sound polite.
Diana shook her head, "You never were much for cleaning," she sighed and soon turned her attention to the child in Taylor's arms. Cecily was the spitting image of Taylor and someone she wasn't quite sure of. She knew Zac and Taylor had said they would never find out who the father was but in her gut Diana knew it was the man holding her grand-daughter right now.
"Your father and I were wondering if we could take her out for the day?" Diana asked as she crossed her arms. Her words may have came out in a question form but her body language was saying something else, she was in a way, trying to tell him that they weren't going to leave without spending time with Cecily.
Taylor made a face at his mother when she crossed her arms. He knew his parents weren't going to leave until they spent time with Cecily, "Where are you taking her?" he asked wanting to know exactly what they had planned. After all the shit they had pulled he didn't trust them with her.
"To the park in town," Walker finally spoke up as he looked at his son. He never thought he would see the day when two of his son's were such disappointments to him. He had always wanted to be proud of his kids.
Sighing Taylor knew he with his next words he was going to give in to his parents wants, "I'll get her ready," he muttered as he turned and went down the hallway to Cecily's room. He hated that he was such a push over when it came to giving in to people, especially his parents.
Reaching the bedroom he shut the door and went to the closet. Opening it he chewed on his lips looking at the selection of clothes that were on hangers. He was sure she had more clothes’ than any other two year old girl, "What color do you want to wear today Cess?" he asked as he looked down at her. He would let her choose the color because she could sometimes be picky and throw a fit if she didn't have a certain color on.
"Blue," Cecily grinned as she looked up at him. Blue was her favorite color right now.
Nodding Taylor reached for one of her blue dresses and slowly took it off the hanger. Walking out of the closet he put Cecily down on the floor and bent down to her level, "You are going to hang out with grandma and granpop today," he informed her as he helped her out of her pajamas a smile forming as her hair stood up as her pajama top was pulled off. "You remember what I said about being a good girl for them," he said putting the dress on her. After the dress was on he used his hands and straightened and fixed her hair some. She looked like the princess she was.
"Yes, I know," Cecily nodded at his words. "I listen to them and always stay where they see me," she smiled. "And if you find out I was bad I get spanked," she said making a face. She had only ever been spanked once and that had been by daddy Zac.
"Exactly," Taylor nodded as he smiled and stood up. Picking her back up he carried her down the hall and to his waiting parents, "Have her home by six," he said knowing that was when she normally ate dinner. "And don't let her have too much sugar," he said as he went to the coat rack and grabbed her coat. Sliding it on her he then walked to his mother who took her out of his arms with no hesitation at all.
"We will have her home and we promise not too much sugar," Diana smiled as she held her grand-daughter in her arms. She was hoping that once the judge's ruling came back in December that she would be holding her forever. No child deserved to live with two guys who were lovers, especially if the two guys were committing incest.
Taylor nodded and he chewed on his lips as he watched his parents walk out the door with Cecily. Once the door was closed her sat down on the couch. He knew he would worry until they came back with her.
Taylor who had been sleeping soundly awoke when he felt something climb onto the bed. Opening his eyes he smiled seeing Cecily beside him, "Morning princess," he said as he pulled her closer. He knew Zac was still asleep beside him. Zac was usually always the last one to wake up.
"Morning daddy," Cecily said as she grinned at him. She was always hyper in the mornings. "Can we have breakfast now?" she asked as she pouted and made herself look sad. She was certainly good at being dramatic when she wanted something. "I hungry," she whined as she let an arm go around her daddy Taylor's neck and soon snuggled with him.
Seeing Cecily pout, Taylor shook his head and held her to him once she snuggled into him. He was sure he had done something right with her. She was the one good thing besides Zac that he had going in his life. "Fine, lets get up you little munchkin," he sighed as he stood up, bringing Cecily with him. Looking down he smiled seeing her grinning. He had never seen someone as happy as her before.
Cecily laid her head on her daddy's shoulders as he carried her down the hall, "Santa come soon," she said as she pointed at the small Christmas tree that was set up in the living room.
"Santa comes next month," Taylor said as he looked down at her once they reached the kitchen. Putting her down in a chair he went to the cabinets and got down a small bowl for her. "What do you want, Fruity Peebles or Captain Crunch?" he asked as he grabbed both boxes and held them out for her.
"Peebles," Cecily giggled and kicked her feet as she pointed to the box of Fruity Peebles. When her daddy turned away from her she chewed on her lip. "Why Santa come next month?" she asked not understanding it. Their tree was up already so why did she have to wait?
Taylor laughed at her question. She was always asking questions it seemed. "Because he just does," he shrugged as he walked to the fridge and got the milk out. Pouring the milk over her cereal he put soon put a tiny spoon in it and took the bowl over to her.
Once the bowl was in front of her, Cecily picked up the spoon and started to eat, "But the tree," she said with her mouth half full of food. She had been told numerous times not to talk with her mouth open but she always did it anyway.
Laughing more Taylor went back to the cabinets and got the box of pop-tarts down. Taking out a package he opened it and took a bite of one before answering her, "Daddy Zac likes to decorate early," he said after finishing his bite. "And don't talk with your mouth open Cecily Parker Hanson," he scolded her or well tried too. He wasn't good at scolding her and thus he smiled when saying it.
Cecily made a face when she was scolded though she saw her daddy smile and figured he didn't mean it. Eating more of her food she looked towards the door when she heard a knock, "I get it," she said as she got out of the chair and went running for the door.
Taylor heard the knock and heard Cecily who had gotten up before he even had time to react. Laying his pop-tarts down on the counter he ran after her, "Oh no you want princess," he said reached her when she was just inches from the door. Scooping her up he held her on his hip as he finished the walk to the door and opened it. Seeing his parents standing there he tried to keep his face from showing any anger. He didn't want Cecily to sense the tension or know something was up.
"What are you doing here?" Taylor raised an eyebrow as he asked the question that was on his mind. He had told them if they ever wanted to come by to call and ever since the court battle they had started he wasn't even sure he had ever wanted them stopping by again. He hated them for punishing him and Zac. They were only trying to take Cecily because they didn't want Zac or him to be raising her. They believed his and Zac's lifestyle was unhealthy for a young child.
"We came to see our grand-daughter," Diana smiled as she pushed her way inside and past Taylor. Looking around she examined the house and crinkled her nose slightly, "This place is such a mess," she exclaimed shaking her head in disappointment. Toys were strewn about everywhere and she was sure that she saw a few pairs of Zac's dirty socks on the floor.
Taylor felt his face grow hot when his mother made a comment about the place being a mess. He was half sure that she'd run back home and tell her lawyer. Another thing to use against him and Zac in court. Another reason to have to want to take his daughter away. "I'm sorry, I guess Zac and I aren't much for cleaning," he said trying to sound polite.
Diana shook her head, "You never were much for cleaning," she sighed and soon turned her attention to the child in Taylor's arms. Cecily was the spitting image of Taylor and someone she wasn't quite sure of. She knew Zac and Taylor had said they would never find out who the father was but in her gut Diana knew it was the man holding her grand-daughter right now.
"Your father and I were wondering if we could take her out for the day?" Diana asked as she crossed her arms. Her words may have came out in a question form but her body language was saying something else, she was in a way, trying to tell him that they weren't going to leave without spending time with Cecily.
Taylor made a face at his mother when she crossed her arms. He knew his parents weren't going to leave until they spent time with Cecily, "Where are you taking her?" he asked wanting to know exactly what they had planned. After all the shit they had pulled he didn't trust them with her.
"To the park in town," Walker finally spoke up as he looked at his son. He never thought he would see the day when two of his son's were such disappointments to him. He had always wanted to be proud of his kids.
Sighing Taylor knew he with his next words he was going to give in to his parents wants, "I'll get her ready," he muttered as he turned and went down the hallway to Cecily's room. He hated that he was such a push over when it came to giving in to people, especially his parents.
Reaching the bedroom he shut the door and went to the closet. Opening it he chewed on his lips looking at the selection of clothes that were on hangers. He was sure she had more clothes’ than any other two year old girl, "What color do you want to wear today Cess?" he asked as he looked down at her. He would let her choose the color because she could sometimes be picky and throw a fit if she didn't have a certain color on.
"Blue," Cecily grinned as she looked up at him. Blue was her favorite color right now.
Nodding Taylor reached for one of her blue dresses and slowly took it off the hanger. Walking out of the closet he put Cecily down on the floor and bent down to her level, "You are going to hang out with grandma and granpop today," he informed her as he helped her out of her pajamas a smile forming as her hair stood up as her pajama top was pulled off. "You remember what I said about being a good girl for them," he said putting the dress on her. After the dress was on he used his hands and straightened and fixed her hair some. She looked like the princess she was.
"Yes, I know," Cecily nodded at his words. "I listen to them and always stay where they see me," she smiled. "And if you find out I was bad I get spanked," she said making a face. She had only ever been spanked once and that had been by daddy Zac.
"Exactly," Taylor nodded as he smiled and stood up. Picking her back up he carried her down the hall and to his waiting parents, "Have her home by six," he said knowing that was when she normally ate dinner. "And don't let her have too much sugar," he said as he went to the coat rack and grabbed her coat. Sliding it on her he then walked to his mother who took her out of his arms with no hesitation at all.
"We will have her home and we promise not too much sugar," Diana smiled as she held her grand-daughter in her arms. She was hoping that once the judge's ruling came back in December that she would be holding her forever. No child deserved to live with two guys who were lovers, especially if the two guys were committing incest.
Taylor nodded and he chewed on his lips as he watched his parents walk out the door with Cecily. Once the door was closed her sat down on the couch. He knew he would worry until they came back with her.
