The Backstory of Jimmy Pesto

Chapter Seven

"No I was just saying. Normally when people start bring up kids that means they're pregnant."

"Oh! Well.....I'm not.....Anywho! I'm going to go get changed. And I'm taking out the bathroom trash cause it needs to get taken out." She said as she went to go get changed.

Once she was ready she came out with the trash bag and said by to Jimmy. Her and an old friend where hanging out for the day so she wouldn't be back until later.

At the restaurant

Jimmy stared that the wall lost in his own thoughts.

"Hey!" Trev yelled at him.

Jimmy took his attention off of the wall and onto Trev. "Yeah?"

"You okay? You seem kinda....different?"

"I'm fine thanks"

Trev observed Jimmy. "You don't look fine. You look kinda stressed. Is it about the wedding?"

"No Trev. But uh...Has Kassie been acting different to you? Like she's hiding something?"

"No. Why?"

"I think she's pregnant. I don't know though. But she brought up kids and seemed upset over my answer, she got up early in the morning, and she took the bathroom trash out when I had just took it out yesterday."

Trev stared at him. "Wow...that's a lot. Is this what marriage is? Cause then I'm never getting married."

Jimmy rolled his eye. But then he got an idea. He looked at Trev. "Do want to go dumpster diving for me?"

Trev's eyes widened. "What? No! Shes your wife."

Jimmy sighed and looked out the window. "Do you think Bob would?"

"I mean it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Come on Trev. We're gonna go ask Bob to dig through my trash."

And with that the two of them walked across the street over to Bobs. They weren't working inside which meant they were upstairs.

Jimmy knocked on the door. Shortly after a women with red glasses and black hair opened the door.

"Oh- hello! Can I help you?" She said.

"Um hi. I'm Jimmy Poplo- I mean Pesto. I own the restaurant across the street. This is Trev, my bartender. And I just want to ask Bob a question." Jimmy explained.

The girls eyes widened as she recognized him. "Oh my god your Kassie husband! I've heard so much about you! Come on in!"

"I'd rather not." Jimmy said.

"Oh hush. Just come inside." The girl said as Jimmy and Trev walked inside.

She shut the door and walked in front of them. "Come on follow me."

And so they did. She had lead the to there kitchen were the three of them sat down.

"Oh my god! I haven't even introduced myself yet! I'm Linda. Bob's wife." She smiled.

"Speaking of Bob. Where is he?" Jimmy asked.

"Oh! He's downstairs working in the restaurant. I keep telling him to take it easy but he insists that it gets done soon." Linda laughed. "What a strange man."

"Okay thanks." Jimmy and Trev stood up. "It was nice meeting you."

"Pleaser to meet you guys as well!" Linda yelled after them as they left.

They didn't have to walk far to get to the restaurant. The two of them looked inside and knocked on the door. It had been a while but finally Bob had walked over to open the door.

"Oh- it's you. Can I help you Jimmy?" Bob asked.

"Are you going to be busy for like the next 30 minutes?" Jimmy replied.

"Unfortunately yes. Sorry Jimmy." Bob said.

"Damn alright. Thanks anyways." Jimmy sighed while him and Trev walked back to there restaurant. He looked at Trev. "If you dumpster dive for me I'll give you 50$. Deal?"

"I-I don't know Jimmy....." He looked around. "Double it and we have a deal."

"Deal."

And with that the two of them walked over to the dumpster.

At the corner of Trevs eyes he saw a rat scurry over his feet. He screamed as he felt the rat run on his feet.

Jimmy looked at him. "You scream like a girl."

"Wha- I do not scream like a girl." Trev looked at him.

"We'll you sure have a high pitched scream."

"I didn't scream." Trev lied

"Oh yeah? Then what did you do?"

Trev looked back at the dumpster. "That was merely me trying not to have a heart attack with a little dignity."

And with that Trev took a deep breath and walked closer to the dumpster. He looked back at Jimmy. "What kinda of bag was it in?"

"I was in one of those art stores bag labeled Reflections. She been getting back into painting so she's been buy a bunch of art crap from that store"

Trev grabbed the first bag that was labeled Reflections and tossed it at Jimmy. Trev expected Jimmy to catch it but he didn't. The two of them just watched it fall to the ground.

Jimmy looked up and Trev. "What the hell was that for?!"

"I thought you would catch it! Normally when you toss things at people they catch it." Trev replied.

"It was just in the dumpster! Of course I'm not gonna catch it! Now open the bag."

"Why me! She's your fiancée! Shouldn't you be doing this?!"

"Trev I'm paying you 100$ to touch trash, just open the damn bag I'll grab what ever is inside."

"Fine." Trev mumbled. He walked over to the bag and opened it. He looked inside to make sure it was in there. Sure enough it was.

Jimmy walked over and pulled out the pregnancy box. He took the used test out of the box. He stared at it and his eyes widened as he saw the results.

"Holy sh-"

"What are you guys doing back here?" Kassie asked. She was standing at the entrance to the ally. She looked over at Trev who still had the trash bag in his hand. "Why does Trev have one of our trash bags and why are you-" she stopped talking as she looked over at Jimmy who was still staring at the test. She sighed and Jimmy looked up at her. "Come on...we'll talk inside."

•To be continued•