Everything was set for the dinner.
I had made Jonathan's parents favorite food and even a few things that Wyatt could eat. Vivian Abbott was the epitome of a sophisticated lady. She spent most of her days at local country clubs, playing tennis and eating meals that cost more than the food in my fridge. She would go on shopping trips with her girlfriends every other weekend and vacationed in the most elegant places. In a way, she reminded me of my own mother. Even though my mom didn't go on vacations that cost more than a down payment of a car, she did spend time at the country club and trying to act like she had more money than she let on. Jonathan's dad, Brian, was on the quiet side. He didn't talk much other than the simple hello and goodbye. From what I've heard about Jonathan's childhood, it seems that his dad wasn't always there. He was a true to the word businessman and it seemed that having a child hindered that in a way. Jonathan was basically raised by nannies and those that worked for his parents. I couldn't imagine living that kind of life or even having my children being raised that way. I guess that's why Vivian and Brian have never been partial to having Wyatt around when they visited…
"Do I look okay?" Jonathan's head snapped up from his phone. "Do I look presentable?" I stared at my reflection in the mirror, already second guessing my choice of outfit. I had bought the outfit at one of the maternity stores in the mall without trying it on, which I was regretting at this point. I wanted to be able to look sleek and professional seeing as that's how Vivian and Brian always looked. If it were up to me, I would be wearing Nike shorts and tank top right now. "You look great, babe." Jonathan spoke as he walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my middle. "Very sexy." I rolled my eyes as I pushed him away and went back to the bed. "What's the matter?" I let out a sigh as I folded up a random shirt. "Did I do something wrong?"
I shook my head as I took a seat on the bed, having Jonathan follow suit seconds later. He took my hand in his, drawing circles with his thumb. "Everything okay?" I nodded my head as I made eye contact with him. I didn't know how to word what I wanted to tell him or even how he would take it once I did tell him. "I'm just worried your parents won't like everything. I wanted everything to be perfect and it seems like it's all going to hell." Jonathan let out a sigh. "I know how much your mom and dad like fancy things I figured that making a four-course meal and buying a nice dress would do the trick but the dinners burnt and my dress barely fits." Jonathan let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arm around me. "You worry too much, babe." He started. "The dinner is perfect and you look amazing in that dress." He pressed his lips against the side of my head. "I hope you're right." I simply stated.
Vivian and Brian arrived 10 minutes later and I was a nervous wreck. My heart was thumping in my chest as they greeted their only child. Wyatt was standing next to me, impatiently waiting to be greeted as well. I knew that Jonathan's parents weren't very fond of Wyatt. He was the product of a marriage that their son was not a part of and they had no reason to accept him into their family. It was as if Wyatt wasn't even there at times. I was just glad that Wyatt wasn't old enough to know that it was rude of Jonathan's parents not to acknowledge him. At this age, he didn't care because he didn't know them that well. To him, they were simply strangers who came over once in a blue moon. The only thing that worried me was once the baby was born, they would be gushing all over her and he would be left out in the cold. "Presley-" Vivian's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "You look darling." I gave her a smile as she pulled me into her arms. "You look great as well, Vivian." I replied once we were face to face. "I love the dress." I could have kicked myself at that moment. All she did was smile and turned her attention back to Jonathan. I looked down at Wyatt and gave him a small smile. "Can we eat yet?" He asked aloud, causing everyone to look at him. Jonathan let out a chuckle as Vivian looked a bit annoyed but struggled to hide it. "Why don't we go into the living room and Presley can get Wyatt something to eat." Jonathan suggested. I agreed as I grabbed a hold of my son's hand and led him toward the kitchen. "Mommy, is daddy coming over tonight?" He asked once I set him on the counter. "He said he would come over and tuck me in." I let out a sigh. I didn't know whether Wyatt was just thinking that Jax would be over or if he was indeed coming over without me knowing. If he was to come over, hopefully it would be later when Vivian and Brian were gone.
"I don't know baby; I haven't talked to daddy in a while." A little pout formed across his lips. "We can call daddy here in a minute if you want?" I tried to compromise. He quickly nodded his head. "Okay, we'll call daddy after dinner." I opened the fridge and found the meal I had prepared for him since he probably wouldn't have eaten what everyone else was having. He was just as picky as his father was. I could hear the others talking and laughing in the other room but I wasn't in a rush to join them. My son was the first priority, not Vivian Abbott. "Let's get you off the counter so you can eat." I picked him off the counter and placed him on the floor. He raced to the table where I had already set up his utensils and had a glass of apple juice waiting for him. I brought his dinner over and made sure to cut everything up before he could eat. He was so much like Jax, especially when it came to food. "This is good, mama." He said in between bites of chicken. I let out a chuckle as I watched him eat.
"Presley?" Jonathan asked as he came into the kitchen. "Babe, my parents want to talk to you." He sounded a bit annoyed but my child came first. "Wyatt's eating." I simply told him. "I'll come out when he gets done." I could tell that he wasn't happy with my answer but decided not to protest. He made his way back out the door while Wyatt and I stayed in the kitchen. "I don't like those people." Wyatt spoke. I looked down at him, not knowing what to say. I couldn't tell him that I didn't like them either but he was right. Vivian and Brian were not children friendly, they weren't even people friendly….
I must have sat there with Wyatt for close to thirty minutes before he decided he was done with dinner. It was almost seven and I knew Brian and Vivian were madder than a bunch of hornets. I didn't realize that time had gone by so fast or else I would have fed Wyatt at the table with us, but then again Vivian would have been pissed about that. I picked Wyatt up and walked us into the living room, earning daggers from Vivian as soon as I walked in. "Presley, you shouldn't be carrying that child around in the condition you're in." She protested as I set Wyatt next to Jonathan. "You could have kicked you in the stomach and injured the baby." I mentally rolled my eye as I wedged myself onto the couch. The dress I was wearing was starting to piss me off more than being with my mother-in-law. "So, can we eat now or do we have more children to feed?" Vivian smarted off. I could have leapt off the seat and punched her in the face but I refrained from doing so. "We can eat now." I meekly said. I so wanted to come back with a smartass comment but I couldn't muster up the courage to do so. If it were Gemma who was talking to me like that, I would have smarted off and not even cared. If I were to talk to Vivian in the same matter that I do with Gemma, I would not only hear the end of it with Jonathan but I'm sure she would make my life a living hell. "Well let's eat then."
The dinner went well and without confrontation. I minded my own business and only talked when I was asked a question. Wyatt would occasionally talk here and there but Vivian and Brian payed no mind to him. Everything was going okay until the door opened and Jax's voice rang through the house. "Daddy!" Wyatt jumped out of his seat, causing his desert plate to fall to the floor. Jonathan whispered out a string of curse words as he quickly got up to clean the mess up. I caught Vivian whispering in Brian's ear, causing him to shake his head in return. I scurried out of my seat and stomped towards my son and his father as they hugged. Jax was the first to notice my presence, a smile forming on his face. "You look nice." He smirked as I stood there with my arms crossed and a sour expression. "Have you ever heard of calling or texting?" I tried my best to keep from yelling. "You can't just barge into someone's house without knocking." He rolled his eyes as he perched Wyatt on his hip. "I did knock, twice actually." He held up two fingers for dramatic effect. "I take it the in-laws are over." Typical Jax, he always had to make a joke during the worst times. Before I could respond, Jonathan rounded the corner. "Jackson- "He began. "I didn't know you were paying us a visit tonight." His body was stiff as he placed his hands in his pockets. Every time Jax and Jonathan were in the same room, it was filled with nothing but tension. "Yeah, well I promised Wyatt that I would come over after I got back." Jonathan just nodded his head as he placed an arm around my waist. Jax's eyes drifted to where his arm had went but kept his mouth shut as his eyes returned to mine.
"Daddy will you tuck me in?" Wyatt broke the ice as he grabbed a hold of Jax's hand. "And read me a story." Jax looked down at his son and smiled. "I sure will, bud." I gave Wyatt a smile as he pushed past Joanthan and I, dragging his father behind him and up the stairs. "I'll be up in a few, baby." I told him before he was out of sight. The air between Jonathan and I was tense as we both stayed silent before he finally spoke. "We'll talk about this later." I looked at him a bit taken back, seeing as there was nothing to talk about. It wasn't my fault that Jax just showed up, I'm not his keeper. I let out a sigh before I followed him back into the dining room where his parents awaited us….
Jax's POV
"I want you to stay with me, daddy." Wyatt pleaded as he held onto my shirt. "Please." I bent down and kissed his blonde head. "If I could I would, buddy." I could tell my answer wasn't what he wanted to hear but it was the truth. There was no way Jonathan was gonna let me stay in his house overnight with my son and ex-wife. It killed him to even let me in the house at times. "I want to go home with you then." Wyatt protested. "I don't want you to leave me." I let out a sigh as I wrapped my arms around his small body. I lifted him into my lap as I cradled him close. "Listen-" I began. "When I get back home, I promise you can stay over for the night as long as it's okay with mommy." He didn't say anything. "We'll have a big party with chips, cookies, and everything else mommy doesn't let you have." A small smile began to form on his face as he snuggled further into my chest. "Can mommy come?" He whispered. The smile dropped from my face as I stared straight ahead. "I don't think mommy will be able to stay the night, bud." I knew that everything was starting to get confusing for him. His favorite question when it came to his mother and I was "why." When Presley and I divorced, Wyatt was almost two years old. He didn't realize what was going on at the time but now that he's older, he wants to know why his mom and dad aren't together like the kids he goes to school with. Hell, half of those kid's parents aren't together either but at least they aren't married to other people.
I stayed with Wyatt until he finally fell asleep. He tried his hardest to stay awake as I told him stories from my childhood but he just couldn't keep his eyes open after long. I made sure to tuck him under the sheets and pressed a kiss against his forehead before leaving the room. As I made my way down the stairs, I could hear Jonathan and Presley having a heated conversation. I didn't mean to be nosey but once I heard my son's name along with my own come out of Jonathan's mouth, I had to stay put and listen to what he had to say.
Presley's POV
"I don't like how he just barges into my home; He acts like he owns the place, Presley." I rolled my eyes as Jonathan continued to drill his anger into me. "I feel like you're not even listening to me right now, Pres. My parents were here and he has to walk into my home like he's still married to you." I let out a sigh as I took a seat at the table. My feet and back were killing me and I wasn't in the mood to get lectured from my current husband about my ex-husband. "My parents are now mad because I let that go on and that I have no control over the situation." I don't know what he wanted me to say. I couldn't keep Jax from seeing Wyatt, I wasn't that type of person or that kind of mother. I know that it made Jonathan mad that Wyatt looked up to his father so much but I couldn't help that. Jonathan wanted to be able to connect with Wyatt in the same way that Jax was able too but Jonathan wasn't Wyatt's father. Jonathan was simply the guy I married and that's all he would ever be.
"I don't know what you want me to say." I spoke up. "I have no control over what Jax does and doesn't do and I'm not gonna keep him from seeing Wyatt just because your parents have a problem with it." His entire back became rigid with what I suspected to be anger. "Jax told me that he knocked before he came in and I believe him, Jonathan. Jax would never enter a house that wasn't his own without knocking." I wasn't making excuses for Jax but I wasn't gonna let Jonathan accuse him of storming into his house all the time. "Whatever-" I watched as he threw down the dishtowel. He made his way over to me and placed a forced kiss on my head before muttering that he was going to bed. I couldn't believe that he was upset about all of this. If his parents hadn't of came, we wouldn't be bickering about anything. I knew that the night was going to be bad but this was worse than I imagined….
A/N: Hey guys!
Sorry it's been a while since I last updated but this semester has been a royal bitch! I'm hopefully gonna be able to write here and there, so be on the lookout at anytime for a new update. Before anyone says anything, I did change the name of Presley's new husband. His name was Max and I thought it was weird that she was with both Jax and Max, so I changed his name to Jonathan. That's the only change! I'll try to get that changed on the other chapters as well! So, what did you all think of the update? Jonathan's parents? Jax and Wyatt? Jax and Presley? Let me know! The next chapters will begin to kick off the storyline, which will kind of match the series with the characters and such but i'm gonna twist the storyline a bit :)
Again, sorry for the long wait and I haven't forgotten about whirlwind or LOVE! Let me know what you all thought in the comments and have a great rest of the day!
