Just Beginning

{ Jae }

My parents come out of the room and my mom has a lump on her arms.

I'm still trying to catch my breath after running through the pack to get here because my car decided to die on me at the worst possible moment... maybe because I tried to cross the river with it yesterday.

But in my defense, I was drunk.

My mom walks until she's in front of me, looking at my face directly for the first time in months because she can hold a grudge like no other... well, there is someone else who's holding even more of a grudge, actually.

Anya.

"Be careful," my mom snaps at me before I even do anything, "I'll put him in your arms."

"I've held babies before," I mumble. I would dare to be more snappy normally, but I'm too scared at the moment, "Just let go of him."

She finally does, leaving the baby in my arms. I can't even see his face, so I hold him in one arm and move the blanket away from his face with my free hand so I can get a good look.

Not that I had any kind of doubt, but this kid i