“That man is his father and unlike any of us, Noah hadn’t seen what you have seen, what I have seen, and WE are getting our shit together for our son!” she informed him with a sneer. She didn’t back down as he ran to her, as he once again was being a dickhead, she laughed at him. “Jealous? Whose yard are you in Peter?” she pointed out.
“I might not be a good mother, but I am trying. I might not be a good girlfriend, but you know what, he hasn’t complained has he. He is not in your yard is he? He is very satisfied with me” she mocked him and then her fist slam against him. “I just want my son” she informed him harshly as she slammed her fist against him again, her breathing becoming unsteady. “You think I don’t blame myself, that I should have had him sit on the couch?” she sparked him that time, but then tears started slip down her cheeks.