Chapter 8

Nicolas

When I woke up with my dick in my hand, I decided to finish the job I mean I was uncomfortable hard. I started to play with myself but for some reason all I could think about was Nicol her face was the only one I saw as I was jerking off. That was also the reason I came as quick as a teenager. I couldn’t get Nicol out of my head for some reason I got it right for at least 11 years why I’m struggling now I wouldn’t know. I got up and got cleaned up. I went to the kitchen to make myself some coffee then went to my office to check my e-mails. I went through the e-mails I received but I couldn’t stop thinking of Nicol it was driving me crazy why I was thinking of her the whole fucking time. I decided a run will fix the problem. So, I went to the room and got dressed in my running gear and a jacket it was cold outside and I needed something warm.

I started to run from my apartment to Central Park. For a cold Saturday mid-morning it was quite busy I couldn’t believe it I had to navigate running around the people getting their coffees and hot chocolates sitting around taking selfish I hated people who took selfish they didn’t have any respect for others because you will be running and then boom they will just stop right in front of you to take a selfie. I was thinking of those people when I ran into someone all I heard was “Oh shit” I was in a foul mood so I said “Hey watch where you going.” I didn’t even want to stop to find out if the person was okay but a girl speak and for some reason her voice made me stop “Mom, are you okay?” I looked at the girl then at her mother and for the second time in 2 days I think I was as white as a sheet.

“Nicol?” “Nicolas.” She said. “Shit are you okay.” I looked and saw that most of the hot chocolate was dripping of her jacket. I took the towel I ran with and helped her to get it dry. Then I realized what I heard “Mom?” I looked at her and then at the girl and I was stunned speechless. She looked just like me, fuck. Both Nicol and I was quiet just looking at each other. The look in her eyes was one of fear, fear of me clearly. I’m sure I just looked confused. The little girl was the one that broke the silence. “Hi I’m Nikki Green.” She pushed her hand out to me. “Nikki?” I asked again looking at Nicol that’s when I saw she was crying but trying to hide it from Nikki. “Hi Nikki I’m Nicolas and old friend of your mom’s.” “Oh, I didn’t know my mom had boy friends?” I knew what she meant it just sounded weird. Nicol hasn’t said anything yet. “So, Nikki how old are you?” “Oh, I’m almost 12.” “Oh, really so you are a big girl?” “I am but mom keeps telling me I’m just 11.” Nicol got her voice “But angel you are just 11 and haven’t I told you not to talk to strangers.” “Mom but Nicolas isn’t a stranger you know him.” She didn’t have anything to say to that. “So where are you two off to?” I asked Nikki “Dancing classes.” “Oh, that’s nice you a dancer like your mom?” She laughed at me “Mom’s not a dancer silly.” I looked at Nicol and then back at Nikki ‘Did she gave up all her dreams for Nikki who is clearly my child.’ “Oh, believe me when I knew your mom she was a great dancer.” “Oh, really I didn’t know that, don’t you want to come and sit with us mom never tells me anything from when she was young.” “I’m sure Nicolas has other things he needs to do angel.” Every time she calls her angel or Nikki it stabs deeper in my heart because she named OUR daughter after me and is using my pet name for her for OUR child the one, I was kept from for the past 12 years I wanted to yell and scream at Nicol but I couldn’t. “No, I have 5 minutes I’m sure we can gossip about your mom in 5 minutes. What do you think Nikki?” She laughed grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the fountain. Clearly, she knew what she wanted.

“So, Nikki where is your dad?” The look Nicol gave me was one of daggers she was shooting at me. “He died when I was a baby.” “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” “It’s okay.” She said but I could see in her face it was everything but okay. I gave Nicol a look also shooting daggers at her now. “You tell me how my mom was when she was young?” “Well Nikki I would say she’s still young.” “Oh no my mom is old.” Nikki said. Nicol just rolled her eyes and said “Thank you Nikki.” “Well mom you never go out last night was the first time you went out in I don’t know how long.” “Don’t you mom go out on dates?” “That will mean she has to be at home and not at work.” “It’s seeming like she’s at home today.” I said “Yes but Saturday and Sundays are my days the rest of the week we don’t see each other.” “Nikki that’s enough.” Nicol said with a stern voice. Clearly that was the way she spoke to Nikki when she was scolding her not screaming which I was very happy about. “Sorry mom.” “It’s okay but we have to go or else we going to be late for your dance lessons.” “Okay, Nicolas it was nice to meet a boy my mom knows.” “It was a pleasure to meet you, Nikki.” She shook my hand again. Then I moved toward Nicol she gave a step back but I got her around the waist and pulled her towards me it was looking like I was hugging her, then I whispered in her ear “We need to talk.” And she could hear I was not very happy. All she said was “I know.” She didn’t try to make excuses or anything she just said I know. Then she took MY daughters hand and walked away from me yet again.