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Complicate Me(55)

By:M. Robinson

“Given the circumstances. You know Lucas’s mom, Lucas…”

“You look happy,” he sidestepped my statement. “The rest will fall into place on it’s own.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Who’s the girl?”

He grimaced. It was fast, but I saw it.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Ohhh,” I sat up on my feet in anticipation. “You like someone and you like them a lot! If you didn’t you would tell me! Oh my God, I’m so excited! Who is it? Do I know her?”

“Half-Pint,” he warned.

“Oh, come on, tell me! I won’t tell anyone I swear. Please,” I begged, pouting with my hands in a prayer gesture.

“It’s not like that.”

“Ahhh! You love her!”

“Jesus Christ, what the fuck?”

“You do!”

“Alex, you’re letting your mind run wild. I’m not with anyone.”


“I don’t love anybody.”


“I’m single.”


“There’s no girl.”


“Stop,” he demanded, standing up.

I beamed. “Fine. I’m going to find out eventually and when I do, I’m going to have to approve. I don’t want some skanky girl like the ones you’re used to dating. The ones you bring around all the time. I can’t even have a conversation with them because they’re so dumb. That’s not fun,” I stated.

He ignored me and walked into the house, proving that I was right.

I would learn soon enough how right I was.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mason, happy birthday to you!” everyone sang and he excitedly clapped his chubby little hands together with a great big smile on his face.

It was his 1st birthday party. I couldn’t miss it, even though I was barely on speaking terms with his father. Mason looked exactly like Lucas, there was no resemblance to his mother at all, thank God for small miracles. I hadn't seen Mason much, maybe just a few times over the last year when I came to visit. Lucas’s mom had sent me a few pictures of him in his Halloween costume and his first Christmas outfit, I never asked her to, but I didn’t tell her to stop either. I had seen Lucas maybe a handful of times and we had spoken less than that, it was easier that way. Little by little it started to hurt less and less.

Cole and I were still together. We pretty much never left each other’s side. I stayed at his apartment most nights or he stayed at mine. I was happy. I didn’t think that would ever be possible without Lucas. I guess in some ways I grew up into Alexandra, leaving Half-Pint behind me.

Though we both did.

Lucas wasn’t Bo anymore. I didn’t recognize the man before me. He would be turning twenty-three soon, but he appeared much older, I guess fatherhood will do that to you. He loved and adored his son. I didn’t have to be around him long to see it, everyone could. When he wasn’t with him, the boys said he spent most of his time working, getting his new business off the ground. He opened a construction company that served residential and commercial construction. He hired a few employees but still got his hands dirty. It didn’t surprise me, since he was always building something when we were kids. His Legos went on for miles with landscaping, backyards, and driveways. His mom was constantly buying him more so that he could build onto it.

Stacey looked older, too, more mature and grown up. I tried not to pay too much attention to her but I couldn’t help myself, it looked like she was a great mom and maybe in some ways this had been a blessing in disguise for her. My mom told me that they did an amazing job at co-parenting, it wasn’t like that for the first few months but over time they got the swing of things. Mason seemed like a really happy baby and in the end that’s all that truly mattered.

Austin dropped out of college a few months after they came to visit me. No one had spoken to him or seen him. I would get postcards every so often with different postage stamps from all over the world. It gave me piece of mind knowing he was okay for the most part. His parents were devastated at first, but we all knew something changed in him after the accident, in ways that no one knew or understood. There wasn’t anything left but to hope for the best and pray that he would eventually make his way back home.

Dylan started at the police academy. He wanted to do Special Ops, which wasn’t a surprise to anyone. The boy had always been a loose cannon. It fit his personality to a T. He had to cut his hair and I knew that pissed him off more than anything. Aubrey started dating some guy named Jeremy. I hated him, he was an asshole and he wasn’t very nice to her. We still shared an apartment and he was one of the reasons I spent most of my time at Cole’s. I was in my junior year of college and this was her and Cole’s senior year.

She started interning at a fashion company called Trendsetters and loved it. I think she was just lonely and Jeremy filled that void for her, the older we got the more reclusive and withdrawn she became. I didn’t know what changed. I tried to talk to her about Jeremy, but she shut me down saying that not everyone ends up with their prince charming. After that, I minded my own business.

Jacob was in law school, which again, didn’t surprise me. He loved to argue and always thought he was right. Cole was in the same boat as Jacob, he would be attending law school once the year was over, following in his parent’s footsteps, who, by the way, hated me. I was a small town girl in their eyes and their son deserved better. I overheard his mother talking about me on the phone one night when we were over for dinner reaffirming my belief.

Cole reassured me that they wouldn’t have liked any girl he was with. They were pretentious and he didn’t care what they thought, he loved me. Truth was it still bothered me. I majored in business with a minor in finance. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life and I figured with those degrees I could do anything.

Lucas’s mom was still sick but fighting. Every time I saw her she looked worse than the last time though the smile never left her face. I knew she didn’t do that for anyone’s benefit other than her own. That’s just the type of person she was.

“Would you like to hold him, Alex?” Stacey asked, catching me completely off guard. The surprised look on my face must have been evident because she added, “You’ve been staring at him all day. It’s okay if you want to hold him, I think he’d like that.”

This was the most Stacey had ever said to me. I nodded in reply. I couldn’t find the right words to express how much I really wanted to hold him without it sounding like the overwhelming confusion I felt. I guess we had all grown up, including Stacey. Her gesture floored me, realizing she had turned into a mature woman who put others before herself, finally.

I never thought that would ever happen.

“He looks so much like Lucas, right?”

I nodded again, hugging Mason to my body as he laid his head on my shoulder. I couldn’t help it. I placed my nose in his hair and inhaled his baby scent.

“It’s not fair that I carried him for nine months and he comes out looking like Lucas.” She rubbed his head. “He likes you. He’s usually skittish around new people.” She softly smiled. “Maybe he can sense your bond with Lucas.”

I took in her words and looked down at him, taking in the feel of him lying across my chest. It didn’t hurt like I always assumed it would, which is why I kept my distance from him to begin with.

I loved him instantly.

“If you want to see him again, all you have to do is ask. I mean you can stop by whenever, too, when you’re in town. To be honest, it would be nice to have the company. I don’t have many friends, especially after having him,” she chuckled. “He takes up all my time, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She lovingly smiled at him and then at me.

It helped to ease my confusion. “Umm, yeah, I would actually love that. I mean if it’s okay.”

“Of course. It’s good to see you, Alex. I mean Cole always seemed like a nice guy, I’m happy for you.”

It was that exact moment that I locked eyes with Lucas from across the room. “He is,” I simply stated, rocking Mason in my arms with Lucas looking intently at me. The expression on his face was enough to have me weak in the knees. I knew what he thought. He didn’t have to tell me. His demeanor screamed it at me from the distance between us, and the realization of that was also written clear across his face.

“Would you like to put him down for his nap? He’s exhausted.”

I glanced at her. “I’d love to.”

“Okay, great. You can lay him down in Lucas’s old room, his pack and play is in there.”


When I looked back toward Lucas, he was gone. I quickly peered around the room, but he was nowhere to be found. Stacey kissed Mason’s head before I took him upstairs to Lucas’s room. I didn’t think about either of them, I just wanted to enjoy baby Bo.

“You see this room, Mase? This room is where your daddy and I used to hang out. It holds so many memories, maybe one day I could tell you about them,” I murmured to his sleeping body that I didn’t want to take out of my arms.