Blackstone

The Girl Who Graduated and The Family Dinner

"N-No! But it's...weird..." She looks at everyone at the table. "...they're my friends and family...and my brother."

"Even more reason to do it." I press.

"Seriously?" She rubs her shoulders, sheepishly.

"Are you saying those coupons are invalid? Or do they not work for you?" I ask. "Should I try it on Nora and Evelyn? Surely they'd let me use my bloody coupon."

"Greyson!" She smacks my arm.

"Waiting for my kiss, babe." I cross my arms. "If you don't kiss me now I'll do it myself and I guarantee it won't be a PG one and you'll be in front of your friends and family panting like a dog by the end of it."

"O-Okay!" She exhales. "Just, please, not one of those kisses. Last time you did that all the blood rushed to my head and I almost blacked out."

"That's called bliss, dear." I chuckle.

Then, Sage straightens herself out, and leans against her tip-toes to reach me while wrapping her arms around my neck. And hesitantly she places her lips onto mine and it was probably one of the softest kisses I've ever had in my life.

It lasted for a brief moment, I kissed her back, but felt eyes on us and thought that was torture enough for her. So I backed away and cupped her face, then kissed her forehead.

"That's my girl." I smile at her.

Sage smiles back, her cheeks a bright pink.

"Woo!" Evelyn shouts. "Where can I get me some of that sugar!?"

"That was absolutely perfect." Nora sighs.

"Mind not kissing my sister in front of me?" Gideon mutters.

My Father and Emerson share a look, then nod their head approvingly. Sage and I sat at the table and began eating with our friends and family.

All around was laughter and old tales, mostly humiliating stories about Sage in ninth grade from her friends. Some about Dawn from my Father and Hamilton told a few about me as well. Hudson cracked a few jokes and made everyone laugh so hard they teared up. And Emerson told Sage, and Gideon stories about their mothers graduation.

"So how's the head wound, old man?" Hudson asks my Father.

"Son, I'm on a lot of pain meds right now, ask me when I'm off them." Father chuckles. "Hurts like bloody hell, at least I'm alive."

"Damn right." I say.

"Whatever happened to those men?" Dawn's husband, Nathan, asked.

I sigh.

"Well if you watched American news, Nathan, you'd know they caught them." Hamilton pushes the loose strands of his hair back.

"Honey, that was uncalled for." Hanna, Hamilton's wife, says.

"Hamilton!" Dawn frowns. "That's rude. Nathan has a right to know and if I remember correctly Hudson brought the topic up."

"Well that was a ridiculous question, don't you think?" Hamilton sighs. "Sorry, I'm working on my temper. Sorry, Nathan."

I'm shocked to say this but after that day at the hospital, Hamilton has been turning himself around. He's not so annoying to be around anymore and Hanna looks especially happier lately. She looks normal weight and not super model like she used to be. Hamilton has also worked on his body weight and lost a few pounds.

"Walter," My Father clears his throat and looks at me. "and the rest of his crew was caught."

Everyone who knew Walter knew how much he meant to me. How, despite him being around more than my own Father, he was like a second parent to me. Walter practically raised me and was around for all my big achievements, wearing that happy smile. Yet he turns around and attempts to murder everyone I love, it's unforgivable.

Yet I can't hate him. Sage knows this and turns off the TV everytime I walk into the Living Room so I wouldn't have to see him. Unfortunately, I have to see him in trial eventually, soon in fact.

As for Dorian, turns out that little bastard was working undercover, gathering information to help put them away. He apologized severely to Sage about the mishap in the room, she forgave him—slightly. After a slap to the face. They're still friends though, he's just not allowed to be near her until we're married or at the wedding.

During the awkward silence the sound of rattling cuts through.

Everyone's eyes slice to Father as he dumps a pair of pills into his palm, then frowns. "Can't a bloody man take pain killers? For heaven's sake I was shot in the head." The silence continued and he sighed. "I'd like to remind you all that just because I'm recovering from a gunshot wound, doesn't mean I'm an alien."

"No one thought you were." Hamilton says.

"Well..." Hudson chuckles. 

"Finish that statement son and you'll regret it." Father tells him.

Everyone begins to laugh and the table finally gets to a place where there's no tension.

Sage's friends tell a variety of stories about her from school and embarrassing moment. Then the tables turn and my family tells them embarrassing stories about me. Well, not necessarily embarrassing but mostly things that I got caught doing with a variety of women. All stories were funny and Sage didn't seem to mind.

When we finished the feast, everyone began to depart since it was getting late. Dawn and Nathan were the first to leave since the tension between her and Hudson was thick enough to cut with a machete. It's interesting to see how, despite the horrible things he did to her, Dawn still can't get over her fixation with Hudson.

Gideon was hesitant to leave his sister with me but Mr. Slade came in and managed to remind him that we are engaged and living together. Then they left.

Afterwords, Sage's friends leave, making googly eyes on their way out.

Then, Hamilton and Hanna, who offered to take Father home.

"Listen," Father starts, his gaze on Sage. "I have regrets about the past and what I've done. But what I do not regret is forcing you both into a marriage."

Sage's eyes grow soft.

"Greyson didn't look at anyone—anyone but you Sage." Father looks at me, proudly, then back at her. "The fact that you fixed that broken boy, when I couldn't. Is a blessing in disguise."

"Thank you." Sage smiles.

"Thank you, Father." I show my appreciation with a smile too.

Father scoffs. "Alright enough of the sentiments, I'm old but not senile." He waves his hand dismissively as he walks away. "Congratulations on graduating, Sage." 

As Hamilton and Hanna followed behind him saying their goodbyes, I wrapped my arm around Sage. Who leaned her head on my chest, leaking nothing but pure happiness.

"Oh!" Father stops.

Our attention flies towards him, I was instantly worried. 

That is until he opened his mouth. "I want grandchildren. And soon."

"Father—" I begin to protest, feeling Sage get tense.

"No son, I almost died. I need to see my grandchild, heaven knows Dawn isn't going to have one with Nathan. Sending heat waves and what not towards Hudson all not, has she no shame?" He sighs, then looks at Hamilton and Hanna. "I don't expect these two to have one either, since Hamilton is a complete twit and all." Then his attention goes back to us. "You're my only hope. Give this old man a child, I need to spoil someone in this family. Heaven knows you all don't need it."

Then at that he walks away, Hamilton and Hanna awkwardly follow.

We need to get that old man off those bloody drugs, it's making him delusional.