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Three Going On Thirteen • Tyrone Mings

Child/Parent Prompt List v.2 • Number 5

“I Hate You!”

“I HATE YOU!” Your son screamed at the top of his lungs. So loud you were kind of scared that the neighbours would complain or call the police because of how loud he was screaming. Screaming both those words and noise. Along with screaming, he stomped his foot down on the floor just to show how annoyed and angry he was by everything. His face was red and splotchy with tears streaming down his face with snot and everything. He looked a mess and your heart broke whilst looking at him. Well your heart broke but maybe not all because of that reasoning. He was honestly 3 going on 13 and it hurt you. He was having these outbursts somewhat regularly and screaming hurtful words but not once had he said that he hates you and now he has. Nobody told you having a child would be this hard or emotional.

Once your son had run off, probably to his room like a teenager, you allowed the emotions to come down and the tears to fall down your face. Considering your son was only 3 years old you are quite certain that he doesn’t fully understand the effect of those words but still, it hurt and he should probably know that. Your own flesh and blood, you carried him for 9 months and then birthed him just to have him scream that he hates you. It really hurt. At this point you were just on the floor crying and your son was elsewhere in the house. You knew that you should be watching him considering he was dangerously silent but right now you have to be away from him. What is the worst that a 3-year-old can do alone? Probably a lot actually but it would be worse if you were with him. Hopefully Tyrone will be back soon and can help deal with it all. Tyrone will be an innocent party and be able to talk to you both. You were way too mad to speak to your son and Tyrone wouldn’t be. You needed Tyrone.

Like your thoughts could be read, Tyrone walked through the door. Right as you needed you. You did however try to wipe the tears that were falling away just so it wouldn’t be as clear but it was all fruitless. Tyrone would know instantly. He knows you too well and when it comes to you and your son he is very observant so will notice your teary eyes and tear tracks on your face instantly and he’ll probably notice that your son isn’t anywhere near you like he usually is. He will notice these little things. As you were wiping the tears away and trying to make yourself look somewhat normal you could hear Tyrone talking as he walked around the house (you could also hear his footsteps) but you weren’t paying attention to the words he was saying as your mind was too preoccupied. Even though you wiped the tears off of your face, well tried, you still stayed sitting on the floor having no effort to move.

“Y/N. Y/N. Y/N.” Tyrone repeated over and over again when he made it into the same room as you trying to get your attention. As soon as it finally registered in your mind what he was saying, that he was trying to get your attention, you looked at him. There Tyrone was standing with your son in his arms who was hiding his head in Tyrone’s neck like he didn’t want to be seen. The moment that Tyrone saw your face his dropped instantly knowing that something was seriously wrong. With the way that your son was acting you thought that Tyrone would know that something was wrong then but when he saw your face you probably reiterated it. After allowing himself to take in your face you saw him say something softly to your son before putting him on the floor and instantly after his feet got placed on the floor he scurried off. Once again tears built in your eyes knowing that you will have to replay the moment again just so Tyrone can know what happened. You do not want to replay that moment again. Tyrone watched your son run off before giving you his undivided attention. Well as much attention as he can do with a 3-year-old running around the house.

“What happened?” Tyrone asked you seriously, kneeling down in front of you placing his right hand on your cheek and wiping the tears away with his thumb as they fell. Him kneeling in front of you, blocking everything else so he was the only thing you could see, his touch on your face, just everything he was doing was comforting. Something that was very much needed. You needed the comfort from somebody that loves you very much before reliving what happened again. Tyrone was 100% that comfort person.

“Take your time,” Tyrone comfortingly said when you hadn’t spoken for a couple of minutes. He had seen you attempt to speak but every time a sob would leave your mouth stopping you. You were getting frustrated that you couldn’t get the words out but Tyrone saying to you to take your time helped slightly. You could calm yourself down, catch your breath and manage to tell Tyrone what had happened whilst he was out of the house.

“Earlier he wanted some of the chocolate but I told him to wait a little bit longer until you come back because you were bringing ice cream and .ice cream is his favourite. If you brought back ice cream he would want that when he sees it and he shouldn’t have both ice cream and chocolate especially when it’s dinner soon. Anyway, he was screaming about it so I tried to explain and talk to him to try to get him to calm down. He shouted- He shouted that- He shouted that he hates me,” You explained to Tyrone and your voice broke by the end of it. A sob even left your lips and before you knew it you were fully crying once again.

“He said he hates me,” You repeated and as soon as those words left your lips you felt Tyrone’s arms wrap themselves around you and you just melted into them. One of his hands ran up and down your back whilst the other was tightly around you pulling you close to his own body like he was trying to protect you from the world. Like every other time you’re hurting and need comfort being in Tyrone’s arms helps so much. You’re so lucky you found someone who can help you deal with everything and be the only person in the world who is able to give you comfort. He is the only person who doesn’t get pushed away by you when feeling upset and he is the only person who is able to just hug you and make you feel so much better.

“I’ll talk to him,” Tyrone spoke out as soon as you had calmed down. As soon as he thought that you would be fine on your own for a few minutes. He’d rather not leave you alone when you’re feeling so devastated but if he wants to sort this mess out then he will have to. He has to talk to your son alone and get his side and then explain why saying ‘I hate you’ to people isn’t nice especially when he doesn't mean it. Before he left he pressed a soft kiss to your temple before wandering off to find your son.

Even when Tyrone moved away from you and left the room you didn’t move off of the floor, not even sure that you could, you just watched the door waiting for either your son or Tyrone, or even both to walk through the door and put this whole ordeal behind you. Is that too much to ask for? It’s been an emotional and hard day and you just want to put it all behind you so all you need is to make sure you make up with your son so hopefully Tyrone can get through to him. When you heard the sound of pitter-patter footsteps coming towards the room that you were in.

“I’m sorry mummy, I love you not hate you. I love you,” Your son cried running right into your arms. You pulled him into one of the tightest hugs that you ever had. So tight that you’re not even sure that he could breathe properly but he wasn’t complaining so you will continue to hold him this tight until he tries to leave your arms. It won’t be long until he no longer wants these hugs so you were going to cherish it for as long as possible. Whilst hugging him you tilted your head up to face Tyrone and mouthed ‘thank you’ to him and all he did in return was shrug. This was only part of his job. He started this family with you so it’s only part of his job to help deal with the arguments between you and your son just like you would if he was arguing with your son. He helps be the mediator and will always help.

“How about some ice cream?” Tyrone asked excitedly, clapping his hands together to make sure he got your attention. All he had to say was the word ‘ice cream’ and he had your son’s attention and that definitely happened this time. As soon as he heard the word ‘ice cream’ he wiggled out of your arms and ran off to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Tyrone helped you stand up and brought you into a soft kiss. A soft and affectionate kiss which you really needed after the day you’ve had. Tyrone’s kisses are almost magical and after the hug with your son, the magic was really working. Unfortunately, having a child means that the kiss couldn’t last long no matter how much you wanted it to, his lips were addicting. When you pulled away from one another you could finally ask him the question that was on your mind as soon as your son came running into the room.

“What did you even say to him?” You questioned Tyrone.

“That’s between me and him but he’ll hopefully think before he speaks now,” Tyrone confidently starting to make his way to the kitchen but you grabbed his arm before he could and raised one eyebrow at him without saying a word for a couple of seconds. You were trying to read his face and expressions and by the way that he’s acting you just knew that he had promised your son something. Tyrone is able to read you well but you are able to read him well and even maybe better. It’s what comes after years of dating and it can be helpful.

“You promised him ice cream didn’t you,” You chuckled to Tyrone who looked very bashful at that moment like he had been caught. You couldn’t help but laugh knowing that it probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do considering your son will probably expect this every time now but it worked and you liked the fact that it worked. As long as Tyrone actually spoke to him and explained it to him then you’re fine with a little bit of bribing. As much as you hate to admit it Tyrone bribes you with food occasionally and it works also.

“Maybe,” He laughed before you heard your son complaining from the kitchen so you and Tyrone had to make your way there before he has another tantrum. Not before another quick and sneaky kiss with Tyrone though. (Your child did start to complain even louder. You definitely have to teach your son patience.)

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