My Paid Boyfriend

Chapter 15- I'll Always Remember You

My Paid Boyfriend

Chapter 15- I’ll Always Remember You

 

Last night cannot be described as awkward, but it also cannot be described as comfortable conversation. There were at times when it was awkward, no one would speak, or a question was asked and I felt uncomfortable that my parents had asked. Jeremy seemed to be relaxed. He sat on the couch next to me in the corner. I snuggled at the corner of the couch with my blank, tea, and half melted ice pack while also leaning on Jeremy’s side, his arm around the back of couch.

Dad and Macy sat on the couch adjacent from us, almost in the same position. Jeremy didn’t seem to mind. He answered every question, truthful I don’t know because most of it was news to me. It was the first time, in a long time, that I spent having a normal conversation just talking about whatever came across our minds. It was the first in a long time that I had spent time with my family and that it felt like they were interested.

The cell phone had told us it was almost midnight. The power still yet to turn on and I was getting a bit drowsy from the tea and the typical exhaustion. My head was already leaning against Jeremy’s arm; all my eyes had to do was close. By the time I had decided that all the lights in the house turned on and the TV blared to life playing some other 90’s show. Once all the light came back on everyone decided it was now proper to go to bed. I slugged my body up the stairs, mumbled good night to everyone and passed out in my bed.

That was last night. This morning was different; this morning happened to be very different for a couple of reasons, one of them being my dad knocking on my door at seven thirty in the morning. My dad never walks into my room nor wakes me up. How strange to me but normal to others.

“Hey daddy-o, what’s on your mind?” I questioned as I sit up properly on my bed.

He walks in, gray business suit, baby blue, collared up button shirt, and shiny black shoes. He smiles pointing to the end of the bed asking to sit. I nod my head giving him some room, “I just came by to give you my goodbye before I went off to work.”

“Life doesn’t stop for anybody.” I sighed giving him a little smile.

He chuckles lightly patting my knee, “That it is so sweetheart, that it is so. Wish it could though.” His smile fades slightly, a more concerned look etching his face, “There’ssomething else we need to finish talking about, the night of your brother’s rehearsal dinner to be exact.”

I nodded my head remembering. He wants to talk about mom. “What else is there to talk about?” I ask curiously.

“Are you Ok? Being in College, no more shrink sessions, anything you want to talk about?” I bite my bottom lip. Mom never crossed my mind when in College. A time or two here and there when others talk about their mom; I’ve never told people my mom died. Very few people knew. Most times when I think about mom it’s a home.

“I’m fine. If I needed to talk to a shrink it wouldn’t be about mom, it’d be about stress and College.” I chuckle. He smiles lightly nodding his head, putting his hand on my knee once more.

“Does Jeremy know?” He questions, I nod my head, and “Did you go visit her?” He asks lastly.

I sighed shaking my head slightly, “No, I haven’t had the time. I will though.” I tell him certainly.

“Good.” He whispers, “I printed this out for you. Not that I want you to leave but, it was the least I could do for not spending more time with you while you were here.”

I shake my head at my father taking the paper out of his hand. Opening them they were ourplane tickets. Our departure is set for noon, “It’s Ok dad. This weekend was for Danny any ways.”