We settle into a boot, Goldilocks sitting across from me.
"So, can we start with names? " he asks, sounding awkward. I wouldent tag him as the awkward type, more like a cocky jock, really. I nod at him, introducing myself.
"I'm Clarissa Fairchild. A mother to be of a boyfriend who loves me. Who are you? "
"I'm Jonathan Wayland. Uh, the school president. I guess, sorry its the first thing that popped into my mind. Just call me Jace and accept that I'm the worlds awkwarest person." He stumbled over his words a little, as if he's saying too much and he only realises this halfway through his sentence.
"Call me Clary. So, your gay? "
"Yep. Have been for a long time, my dads a pasture so, yeah. He's gonna murder me or sacrifice the life of a virgin to chase out the 'demon' in me. you never know with that man." He mumbles the last part, I'm not even sure if I heard him right.
"So..." He starts, looking around the restaurant. "You uh, gonna tell me why you where, uh crying? " he asks, so smoothly. He must be Italian.
"Well, let's start from the beginning. My boyfriend, Sebastian, well his life is ran by his father. The first words the man said to me was "if you get knocked up I'm going to kill you and keep the child in suspended form so I can remind my son of what happens when he is irresponsible. By the way, your shoe is united." He a psychopath. lost it, he runs the crazy train. And even then they kicked him off. He's crazy. So, I'm pregnant, and Sebastian's father gave me two choices. Leave and have the kid, or stay and abort it. I'm not being a baby murderer, so I left. And my kid is going to grow up not knowing his father and then he's gonna find me crying every year on his birthday and he's gonna wonder why, because I told him his father was dead beat, and then its gonna be the tooth fairy all over again.." I gasp, crying again. Jace looks uncomfortable, almost like he wants to comfort me, but, with my history, I'll rip his eye out o something.
The waitress suddenly appears, its a curvy black girl. She glares at Jace said he just drop kicked a puppy.
"What the hell did you do? " She demands, gesturing wildly to me. He hold up his hands, his gold eyes wide.
"I didnt do a thing! Other than be gay. And she was cool with that, apparently the tooth fairy holds a significant meaning to her. I swear I didn't do anything. Don't kill me. Please, my dad already wants to sacrifice a vigrgin to kill me." he stammers out, its hilarious, how scared he is. I'm laughing before I know it and I end up hitting my head on the table, now i sound like a retarded seal. The girl and Jace both stare at me like I grew a second head out of my armpit , making me laugh harder, I can feel a six pack coming on and I'm crying and my lungs are burning for air and-
"Are you going to die? Will that go on my record? What do you want on your headstone? Can I have your truck? " Jace asks me, coming to sit next to me, patting my back. I suck in a breath, panting like I just had the best sex of my life.
"So, your not dieing? " Jace clarify, sounding a little dissipointed.
"No, I'm not dieing,. You don't get my truck yet." I tell him, he sighs, sad.
"So...when you do die I can have your truck? "
"Sure, why the hell not? "
"Can I get you anything? A milkshake, burger, a therapist? " the waitress asks, annoyed now. I nod, still trying to catch my breath.
"A number 2 with extra garlic bread and a double caramel pie." I tell her, she gives me a disgusted look. Guess she doesn't like caramel. I shrug, she glares then turns to theoretical puppy drop kicker.
"Uh, a number 9 with a Oreo milkshake. And a cup of black coffee. " Me and the waitress both give him a questioning look. A number 9? He doesn't strike me as the exotic type. And with chocolate? The waitress walks away, grumbling something under her breath.
"So, are you okay or...? "
"I'm fine, just the look on your face and all the stress, I just.." I make a odd gesture with my hands, sorts like a fist bump and a clap. He nods, as if he understands but he gives me a odd side look.
Jace drives us to the gas station where he left his car. We exchange numbers and he actually hugs me, then looks like he might shit his pants. I let it go, poor gay boy. He really is awkward. He makes me leave first, and as I'm driving away I can see him pulling st his hair, something he told me he does when he's confused or amused. An odd habit, but why not?
Ohhhh, awkward theoretical-puppy-drop-kicker-gay-Jace! Unexpected! So, yeah. This started out so strong, now I just want to skip to her labor. Gosh, what's going to happen is hilarious. You have no idea. Like really, I want my labor to be like it just because its funny. (Is that messed up? No? Okay, good.) In think I'm going to build their relationship a bit more, then throw Sebastian in. Hmmm. Maybe. Oh, the waitresses was Maia. Just in case you didn't get that. The restaurant is named after my aunts. I probably should of out that in the last chapter.