Chapter Ten : Meet The Parents
(Emma POV)
So Jay likes me, and I like Jay and now everything is lined up on the table. Does he like me because I'm there, does he like me for a hook up or two, or does he really like me and want a relationship with me? I don't do "hookups", I'm not exactly stupid and I know what they are and I know I wont get involved with those kinds of things. I guess I haven't let myself go to mush just yet. His kisses make me want to melt, I really like him a lot. I like him I think more than I liked Chris. In fact, I never was infatuated by him in the least but he is on the same level I was with Sean. I guess there was something that was magical about me and Sean though that Jay could never get to, the fact that Sean was all my firsts, first dance, first date, first kiss, first boyfriend, first time, and first heartbreak. Of all people to fall for, I fell for the guy he chose me over to hang out with, no less. I this false pretense Jay Hogart was some monster dweller who had it out for me to cause me hurt because he wanted Sean so badly in his crew, if you would have asked me a year ago if I liked Jay, or even thought he was mildly interesting I'd ask you if you were insane, or living under a rock. I detested him for how he took Sean away.
Now though, I think I'm liking him more every hour I spend with him, I'm finding new things about him that I would have never known about had I of never went to Wasega Beach. At first I felt so out of place with them three, I mean Sean is my ex that was very awkward, Ellie was his current girlfriend and Jay made last year miserable, his girl, ex girlfriend gave me a black eye before, at the time I was not surprised if he somehow told her to get me. I mean, Emma Nelson goodie two shoes skipping class to hang out with people I really wouldn't usually hang with? I learned to fit the mold. I realized Jay was just like everyone else, as much as he didn't want anyone to believe. The Jay that is sensitive, loving, likeable, and a amazing kisser. He knows just how to kiss me, and he just knows another thing about Jay is, he gets me. Sean or Chris never really "understood" me all of the time, Jay just now is finding it easy to understand me.
So here I'm on the couch with Jay making out, before he stops and just looks at me with his pale blue eyes, as he hovers over me before he whispers "You are so beautiful." With his hand he gently stroked my cheek.
"Thanks." I told him as we both sat up.
He chuckled at my hair, "Your hair. . "
"What about it?" I panicked touching it causing him to erupt into more laughter.
Recovering from his laughter he told me pointing into the direction of a mirror, "There's a mirror over there."
I quickly looked into the mirror, my hair really looked bad of course my 'do at my mothers wedding would have had him on the floor. I flattened it up and fixed it as I returned to Jay, "What's on the agenda?"
"Uh." He yawned and stretched before standing up, "We'll meet my dad."
We got out of the tree house and knocked on his dads door. He lived in a suburban neighborhood a little ways around the corner from his tree house. His dad's house was an old fashioned and looked a run down from the outside, the green grass was a little over grown, and the garden plants were dead aside from the plastic flamingos and faux flower decorations that looked faded from exposure the rest garden was filled with weeds, and the wind caused the rusted from the porch to ring. Emma assumed quietly that the house hadn't changed since Jay and his mother left it years before. The one thing Emma really enjoyed were the large trees that had to be years old were everywhere, as they surrounded the property of the house she eyed as they stepped on the porch. There was a swinging porch swing that had enough room for a few people that still was there and some old wicker chairs on the wrap around porch. Jay rang the door bell as Emma just watched. A man with blue eyes just like Jay's answered, he had a thermal shirt and a red and black flannel jacket on. As soon as he saw Jay he beamed happily, "Jay come on in!"
Jay came in and held my hand as they stepped into the house that smelled like straight up cigarettes. The inside however was dark but still a very nice old fashioned Victorian type house. I let them talk as I stood in the room with them. I guess after awhile it was silent because Jay then introduced me to his dad. "Dad, this is Emma."
"I've never met many or any of Jay's new friends since they moved away." His dad said putting his hand out for to shake, "I'm Dave. Don't call me Mr. Hogart, it makes me feel old. Feel free to sit down, make yourself at home."
I laughed a little feeling comfortable as I sat down on a couch next to Jay as his dad sat in his arm chair across from us. Jay reached down and took my hand in his, before looking at me with a smile.