For the One You Love
Chapter 12: The Pre-Rehearsal Dinner
Nicole woke up later that usual. She felt like she had a hangover, which was weird cause she didn't drink anything last night. She also woke up in her night clothes. That means Jake hand changed her clothes.
She got out of bed and started to get ready. After that she went downstairs to see Jake cooking breakfast. Joey was playing in his playpen. He looked up. "Mommy!" he said with his arms out. She smiled and picked him up. Then she kissed him.
"Good morning," Jake smiled. "I was gonna bring your breakfast up to you but had already came down."
She went to him and kissed him.
"What was that for?"
"For just being you and because I love you."
He smiled. "Well, I'm me every day. I love you too. Oh, I'm gonna be hangin' out with John, my best man, today."
"Okay."
"Unless you don't want me to. I can always stay with you and Joey."
"It's okay, Jake. Go have a good time."
"Okay. I'll see later."
He kissed her and Joey and left.
"Bye, Daddy," Joey waved.
Logan was on the couch impatiently bouncing his leg. Dana came downstairs and looked at him.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I'm just waiting for Lana."
"Why?"
"I wanna know if she talked to Mike last night."
"Worried you're gonna lose?" she smiled.
"I told you I'm not gonna lose. You just get your gloves ready cause you're gonna be scrubbing dishes all night."
"Yeah, right. That's what you said."
Lana and Dugan came downstairs. Logan ran over to Lana.
"Did you talk to him? Did you?"
"What are you talkin' about, Dad?" Lana asked.
"Did you talk to Mike last night?"
"No. We were busy having fun. But I'll talk to him later."
"How later?"
"When I see him at the dinner thing."
She ran off.
"Dad, what's going on?" Dugan asked.
"Nothing, son. Just a little bet."
"Which you're gonna lose," Dana said.
He glared at her. "You just keep thinking about that."
She smiled.
Lola was sleeping on the couch. She had an expression on her face the defined that she had a lot of stuff on her mind, which was true. She was also confused about Jason. A man walked in and sat at the edge where her feet were.
"Lola, wake up."
She stirred a bit then sat up. She looked at him.
"Good morning," he smiled.
"Hey, Justin. Thanks for letting me crash here last night."
"No prob. Um, listen… can we talk?"
"Sure, about what?"
"Lat night. What happened? You came here crying."
"It was nothing. I was just a little upset."
"A little? Lola, you were a fire hydrant. What's goin' on?"
"I said nothing."
She went upstairs. He followed her.
"Come on, Lola. You can tell me anything." He banged on the bathroom door.
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"But you're gonna have to sometime."
"But it's not the time."
'Well, I'm gonna wait here until you do."
He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. 20 minutes later, she came out clean and ready.
"Finally," he said. "Now can we talk about this?"
"I don't want to."
"Don't make me make you."
"How are you gonna do that?" she asked putting her hands on her hips.
"Like this."
He grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. Lola screamed.
"Put me down!"
He went downstairs and threw her on the couch. Then he sat on her.
"Get off me, Justin!" She started punching him in his arm. After what seemed to be two minutes, Justine got off her.
"Fine, Lola. Get out if you want. But don't be comin' back here when you want shelter again. Just go straight to Mom and Dad's."
She looked at him.
"But you can come back if I know what's goin' on. So are you gonna tell me or what?"
Breana handed her plate to Michael. He looked at it and back at her.
"What I'm supposed to do with that?"
"Go get me some more pancakes."
"You just had two plates."
"So? I can't help it if I'm hungry. What you want me to do, Michael? Starve. You know I can't do that. I am carrying your baby."
"Okay, okay. I'll get you some more pancakes." He took the plate and walked to the kitchen.
"Is there anything I can get for you… and the baby?"
"You can get me some juice."
He walked in the kitchen. Once he was out of sight, she laughed.
"Oh, man. This is so easy."
He came back in the room and handed her the plate of pancakes and the cup of juice.
"There. Pancakes with butter and syrup and everything. Is there anything else?"
"No, thank you. You done good," she smiled. She kissed him on the cheek.
"So what's happening today?"
"I'm gonna go to Dana and Logan's later. Me and Dana are gonna be deciding what music to play since I am the DJ. We just can't have straight up hip hop and R&B. Nicole might want some pop or something else."
"True. But speaking of music, how you comin' with your own stuff?"
She sighed.
"Well, I'm almost finished with one. I started on it last night."
"Good. So when we get back to New York, we can put the track down."
Michael's cell phone rang.
"Who is this?"
"Just answer it."
"Hello?... Who is this?... Justine, come downstairs."
She ran downstairs. "Huh?"
"Someone's on my phone for you. Who is it?"
She took the phone from him.
"Hello?" She smiled. "Hey, Drew."
"Who's Drew?"
"Somebody I met last month at the reunion," she said to Michael. "I'm not doin' nothin'," she said turning her attention back to Drew. "What you doin'?" She went upstairs.
"Is everybody pairing off in this world?"
"I think it's just our kids," Breana said.
"All I know is that she better not use all my minutes talking to him."
There was a knock on the door. Zoey opened it.
"Hey, Nicole."
"Hey, Zo. Can I talk to you?"
"Sure. Come in and sit down."
Nicole sat on the couch. Zoey sat next to her.
"So what's wrong?"
"I have a problem."
"What kinda problem?"
"A love problem."
"Is it Jake?"
"No. Jake is perfect. He's caring, sweet, everything good thing describes him."
"Then what's the problem?"
"J.P.'s all over me. I know he wants me back. But I'm confused cause… last night J.P. kissed me."
"What! J.P. kissed you!"
"Zoey, be quiet. I don't want the whole world to know."
"Sorry. Does Jake know about this?"
"I couldn't tell him. It would make him really mad and I don't want anybody to get hurt."
"But he's gonna find out whether you like it or not. It's gonna come out of somebody's mouth. It might not be yours but what if it's J.P.'s?"
"You don't think he'd tell, do you?"
She shrugged. "You never know."
"Fine, Justin," Lola said. "I'll tell you."
Justin sat across from Lola, ready to listen to what she had to say.
"Okay, I'm all ears. What happened?"
She took a deep breath. "I was upset about Jason."
"I knew it!" he jumped up.
"Justin—"
"I knew he'd fine someway to make you upset. Lola, I told you not to marry to fool."
"Justin—"
"No, tell me where he is so I can go and beat the shit outta him."
"Justin, calm down. I'm okay."
"No, he mad you cry, Lola."
"I was just confused. Can you calm down so I can tell you?"
"I don't know about that, but I'm listenin'."
"We got into a fight."
"About what?"
"Him… and being a rapper."
"He can't rap."
"Don't you think I know that? But that's not the point. I don't know what to do."
"Don't worry about it. I'll handle it. Just let me grab my keys."
He ran over to the table and grabbed his keys.
"I'm goin' to get him."
Lola ran after him.
"Justin!"
Jason was in his living room, depressed. He couldn't think about anybody but Lola. She was his first love, his only love matter a fact. He was his everything. He was seriously hurting over this.
"Dad," Victoria said coming to him.
"Yeah?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just… thinkin' about… stuff. What about you?"
"Just depressed."
"About what? It's too early to be depressed."
"Mike."
He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Dad, I like Mike. I really do and he likes me back. Why are you so mad about it?"
"Because me and Michael don't get along. Which means you and Mike can't see each other. Besides, you're too young to even be thinking about boys."
"I'm gonna be thinking about sooner or later."
"Well, do it later. You won't be talking to Mike anymore."
"But Dad—"
"I said no."
"This is driving me crazy, man!" Logan screamed.
"Look, Logan," Dana said. "I wanna make it easy on you. We can call this bet off right now."
"Oh no," he smiled. "I'm gonna go through with it. You're tryin' to call the bet off cause you know you're gonna loose."
"Okay, if you wanna keep the bet going, go right ahead. But when I in, because I will, you're gonna work harder than you've ever worked before."
"Yeah, I'll be to busy doin' that to you."
"Since you're so full of yourself, you wanna raise your two months?"
"Yeah. Raise it to three months."
"You're on."
Dugan was staring at his parents.
"Mom, Dad, you two are crazy. What are you bettin' about?"
"He bet me that Mike would never forgive Lana. If he loses, which he will, three months of housework with no help."
"I'm gonna have to go with Dad on this one."
'Thank you," Logan smiled.
"Oh. Do you wanna bet too?"
"Yeah, Mike will never forgive Lana."
"Whatcha wanna bet?"
"If Lana doesn't forgive him, I want 20 dollars everyday."
"Fine, then when you lose, no sweets for three months. You two are gonna come crashing to the ground."
She walked away.
"Don't worry," Logan said. "You're gonna get your 20 dollars everyday and she's gonna be picking up after me for three months. Nothing's gonna be better than this," he laughed.
He and Dugan high-fived.
Justin got in his car and started it up. Lola hopped in quickly.
"Justin, what are you doing?"
"I'm gonna get Jason."
He backed out the driveway and drove straight.
"You don't have to do this."
"Yes, I do. He hurt you so I'm gonna hurt him back."
"He didn't really hurt me. We just had a fight."
"A fight doesn't make you cry that bad unless you're very sensitive to fights."
"Will you stop the car?"
"Nope."
"Justin, please. He hasn't did anything to me."
"I'm sure you're just sayin' that so I won't hurt him."
"No, I'm not. Just stop the car."
"Too late."
He pulled into the driveway and got out.
"Justin, don't!"
Lola ran after him. Justin started beating on the door.
"Json, I know you're in there! Open up the frickkin' door!"
Jason opened the door.
"Lola."
Justin grabbed him by the shirt.
"What did you do?"
"What did I do when?"
"That night you and Lola had a fight. Why you made her cry?"
"I didn't know I did."
"Yeah right."
He pulled his first back getting ready to punch him when Victoria ran to Lola.
"Mom! What's happening to Dad?"
"Justin, stop. You're not gonna beat up Jason in front of your niece, are you?"
He looked at them.
"Fine, I won't."
Rachel started crying from upstairs.
"I got the baby," he said. "You handle him."
"Do you even know how to change a baby?"
"I do!" Victoria said. "I'll show you, Uncle Justin."
She took his hand and ran upstairs. Jason and Lola were left in the room together.
ok so i hoped you enjoyed that. it was pretty good to me. i know it wasn't all that excting but everythings gotta lead to somethin. hey if you're wonderin why Joey is all of a sudden talkin, i just found out that 2 year olds can talk. i know it's stupid just finding out, but i didn't know. so he's gonna be sayin little random things from now on.
sorry that i'm late postin this. i was supposed to do it yesterday but i got caught up in some work with my friend, Erin Sanders chat, and a conversation with my friend that was really devasting to me. but anyway. i finished up this in my French class yesterday and i think i almost got in trouble cause i wasn't doin my work, but for the good of the readers.
next up: i'm gonna finish where i left off with Zoey and Nicole and Jason and Lola. the next chapter is gonna finish just the little parts of this chapter then it's the real rehersal dinner, with the accompany of J.P. can you guess what's gonna happen? i don't even know myself. so go ahead a review. oh this was another 10 pages. i guess i gotta lot to write. ok. you can review now
