Everything was perfect. For the last three months, everything has been getting better, starting with when Elizabeth told me she was pregnant. Best day in a while, let me tell you. Coz has been doing great, she's happier than ever, catching me up on everything that I missed (movie and TV show-wise). She keeps trying to name our kid after musical characters, which I keep rejecting. Elizabeth is also doing amazing. Sort of freaked out when I stood in shock after she told me, but when she realized I was excited, she got excited, too. We're waiting on the gender of the baby and we finally made a deal that said that she got to name the first child and I got to name the second, which got me excited because that meant I was going to be a dad. TWICE. But I digress. Minette and Charlie are doing amazing. Minette finished her hours and got her driver's liscense. Charlie is making nets without the need for his eyes, which is great for everyone. Jake is spending more time with Coz, he's trying to teach her all the pirate songs his parents taught him, which means that both of them are doing better than ever. As for me, nightmares are more frequent, acting is getting scarily easy, and I'm freaking out internally almost 24/7 over this dad thing. Not like, backing out or anything, more like: HOLYFUDGEI'MGONNABEADAD!AMIGONNABEAGOODDAD?WILLIENDUPLIKEMYDAD?WHATIFMYKIDHATESME?WHATIF-?WHATIF-?WHAT-IF? and so on. Um, the scabs on my back broke a few times, never in the presence of anyone, however, but they seem to have healed now, though my back is still weird. Should probably tell the doctor. But then Elizabeth would find out and get stressed out, which would make me and everyone else stressed out, which cannot be a thing. So, yeah, aside from me, everything was perfect. Right now, Elizabeth was sitting in a rocking chair, baby just starting to show which I thought only made her look even more beautiful. She was either playing some game on her phone or she was looking up baby names. Coz was trying to explain to me for the 50th time what Hamilton is and why I should see it. Still hasn't worked the last 49 times, it wasn't gonna work now. For some reason she got me to watch Les Miserables with her. Horrible decision. Never watching it again. However, as Cosimia was explaining this to me, we were playing catch with a kinetically charged glass ball. Luckily, we were both sitting cross-legged about two to three feet away from each other. On the grass.
"-t's why you need to see Hamilton, Ginger! You have to now!" Cosimia was crying out. I shook my head and tossed the ball back to her. "Nuh-uh. I am over eighteen and your semi-legal guardian, which means that I don't have to do a thing," I retorted. She stuck her tongue out at me and I did the same. She tossed the ball to me and I hurriedly threw it back before standing up with a frown. There was a guard coming up the walkway. Cozzy opened her mouth before following me train of sight and finding the guard. She, too, stood up. The guard was odd because Cosimia had the week off and everything had gone a bit slow, with only a few skirmishes here and there. I walked over to Lizzy and gave her a kiss on the temple before murmuring, "Stay here, Coz and I'll go see what he wants." Lizzy nods before returning the kiss. Coz hands her the glass ball before following me. "What brings you by, Emilus?" Cosimia asks, going into what I call Guard-Captain Mode. Emilus ignores his superior and instead looks to me, inquiring, "Are you one Mister Ginger Jackson, sir?" I nod slowly. "Yes, why?" is my response. "What is your connection to General Jackson, sir?" "General Jackson? The cold, mean one that nobody likes?" Cosimia snorts. "General Jackson is my dad, why?" I question, starting to get fed up with 'Emilus'. Coz, however, puts her hand over her mouth at my response. "Sorry, Sparky," she breathes, "I didn't know." I wave her off. "No offence. I didn't know he was my dad until around six years ago, so I agree with your assessment of him," I tell her. "Well, um, sir, Mr. Jackson, the General, is, uh, well, he's d-dead, sir," Emilus stammers out. I freeze. "What do you mean... dead?" I growl. Emilus swallows before responding. "You know how the General likes to be apart of fights? Well, he was in the most recent one and a stray bullet hit him in the chest. He died of blood loss before we got him to the hospital." I'm blinking back tears and willing myself to not break as I hiss through my clenched teeth, "Get out. Now." He blinks and turns to his Captain. "Captain Cosimia, the paperwork is on your desk when you get back." "Thank you, Emilus, that will be all," Coz says before switching out of Guard-Captain mode when he's out of sight. I let out a shaky breath. "I didn't even like him that much, I didn't even know him. I've met him exactly twice. At both of my sibling's funerals. Why is this even affecting me?" I get out, putting my knuckles to my eyes to try and stop tears from coming. "He was your only blood family left, I guess," Cosimia whispers. "What's wrong?" Elizabeth asks, putting a hand on my shoulder. Or I assumed it was her, anyway. "Ginger's dad was high up in the guard. He died," Cozzy states. Elizabeth sighs. "I'm sorry, Ginger," Elizabeth says, sadness and understanding tinting her voice.
(Okay, your move, Lani! :D I made it extra long since I haven't POVed since the dawn of time. Hope you liked it!!)
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