Ok peeps…I think this is the longest one yet.
Might be my favorite…not quite sure, theres just too many to choose from LoL.
As usual….pleaseeee review, I wanna know what you think!!!
I came out of the shower about an hour later. Usually I don't take that long, but there is something about not showering in your own shower for a few days that makes you stay in longer when you finally do. Okay, maybe that's just one of my weird quirks…but either way, I was in there for a while. Once I got out, I made my way over to my bedroom expecting Reid to be in there, but he wasn't.
I threw my wet hair up in a pony tail, put on my pajamas and headed downstairs. As I made my way closer to the kitchen, I heard a loud commotion…people arguing. This can't be good…it never is.
"How can you even fucking say that coming into this house!!" I heard Nicky yell. "There is no way pretty boy Tom Brady with the fucking Patriots is taking the Giants in the Superbowl…figures you're from fucking Massachusets you would be a fucking Patriots fan."
I heard that and took a sigh of releif…okay, sports fights…I can handle that.
"Look, all im saying is that the Patriots have a great team this year and I don't know if your little Eli Manning can cut it…" Reid shot back, as I walked into the room.
I walked in to see something I was not expecting. My entire family, MY FATHER INCLUDED, and Reid…sitting around the table, eating dinner. My oldest brother was there with his wife, the other 3, mom, dad…one big happy family just sitting around eating dinner. I walked on over to the empty seat that was next to Reid, inbetween him and my father.
"Thanks for calling me down for dinner!" I said outloud to no one imparticular.
"Oh, I'm sorry Christine we would have…but you were too busy draining the house of all the hot water." Brian said, jokingly.
"Whatever…so, I walked in during a heated discussion about the superbowl?"
"Yeah, your brothers aren't too happy that I'm sticking with the Patriots. It's the hometown team…gotta stay loyal."
I rolled my eyes…I despise football talk. "So, dad…I'm assuming you and Reid have met.." I asked looking at him, and then the rest of the table abruptly became quiet.
"Yes, we've met…I have to say, I don't know how comfortable I feel with how short of a time you two have known each other, but aside from him being a Patriots fan…he seems pretty decent." Reid smiled awkwardly and nodded his head in appreciation. My dads not good with compliments…like at all, that's about the nicest I've heard him be to a guy I was dating ever in my life. Odd…
I rolled my eyes playfull "Yeah, I think I heard that enough times today…"
"So, how did you two meet?" My sister in-law, Angela asked .
"Um, well…at a bar actually, I beat him at a game of pool" I said laughing as Brian gave me a 'that's my girl' nod of approval.
"Whatever, I let her win." Reid said jokingly, knowing how untrue that statement is.
The rest of dinner was actually a lot more comfortable than I had expected it to be. Conversation flowed, Reid got along really well with my brothers and my parents.
Jeff was never like this, he always hated my brothers. HATED THEM. He used to tell me at least 3 times a day how they "limited" my options, how their over protectiveness was crippling to me. The reality was, he hated them because they teamed up on him every single chance they got and where as I would have to be the loyal girlfriend and defend him, I would always laugh my ass off the second he turned around. Ugh, he was just such an unfriendly person. But Reid isn't like that which is such a breath of fresh air.
At around 9 o'clock, the troops started to head out. Well except for Mike…being the youngest, he is the designated left over taker.
I started to clean off the table, while Reid, my father and Mike hung around still bullshitting about the SuperBowl.
"He does seem like a nice guy Christine, but…"
"Mom, please don't say a but…just leave it at that, he's a nice guy. And I think I really like him…first guy since Jeff I can genuinely say that about."
My mom backed off when I said that, she knows how sensitive the subject is…and I would NEVER bring him up if I didn't really mean it.
She smiled and nodded her head.
"Alright, I'm getting out of here…thanks for the food Ma" Mike said as he headed out the door.
I walked over and grabbed Reid's hand "Thanks for dinner mom, we're gonna go upstairs."
"Um, actually…the four of us need to talk" My father spoke up looking at me and Reid. From the look on Reid's face, he knew it was coming…I on the other hand, was caught a bit off guard. I thought all of the "you two hardly know each other" comments were out of the way, apparantly not.
The four of us sat back down at the table, silently for what seemed like hours…
"Okay, Reid…do you want to fill Christine in, or would you rather we do it?" My father asked.
"Um, I really don't know if it's the right time to be bringing this all up…" Reid answered, looking over at my mother.
I must have looked like someone was trying to teach me the chinese alphabet from the look of confusion on my face.
"Well, Leigh and I discussed this and we think it is better to take care of it sooner rather than later…"
"Take care of what????" I unintentionally shouted.
"Ok, Christine…calm down. There are a lot of things about yours and Reid's relationship that you don't quite understand just yet…" My mother said in a comforting tone…not comforting enough, I wanted to choke each and every one of them if they didn't spit it out.
"And you understand these things…" I asked
"Okay, so you are aware of Reid's history…and the powers that he has.."
"I am aware…how the fuck did you know about that?? "
"I'll explain…Christine, when you were younger…Grandpa had a house in Ipswich where you would go every weekend, and every summer…You and Reid have been inseperable since you two were 4 years old. Every time you went up there, the two of you were together. When grandpa died when you were 13, we sold the house and you and Reid never saw each other again, but your father and I never lost contact with Reid's parents…"
I sat at the table unaware that my jaw was practically unhinged it was hanging open so much. I looked over at Reid, expecting the same reaction…but he looked calm as can be.
"You knew about this the whole time??" I asked Reid as anger creeped up in my voice.
"No, no Christine not at all. I just found out about this today when I was on the phone with my father."
"Oh my God…the pictures, the pictures in your fathers office. That really was me and you???"
He nodded his head.
"Wait, I'm confused…how do I not remember any of this, it doesn't make any sense!"
"Memory erasing is one of our guilty pressures…" Reid responded, trying to make a joke…but it didn't really land.
I took a second of heavy breathing, then looked back at my mother…"Go on.."
"Well, when Reid turned 13 his father learned about how the two of you would eventually end up together down the road…and he also found out that you would be the one to become pregnant with Reid's son." When my mother said this, my father got out of his chair and started to pace. I looked at him with worry in my eyes…
"Christine, we know you are pregnant…" My father blurted out.
Reid grabbed my hand from under the table and squeezed it tightly.
I tried to say something, but either my voice just didn't want to cooperate, or I just wasn't sure what I was supposed to say. I wasn't planning on telling them that for at least 3 months…AT LEAST. So I stayed silent.
"Christine, we aren't angry. This is a little sooner than we had expected…but we aren't angry, we just want you to know that." My father continued…
I tried to hold it back, but tears started to slowly roll down my cheek .
"Ok, I ...I have to go, I'll be back." With that I stood up and walked out of the house, leaving Reid, my mother and my father behind.
I headed straight to my car and drove off. At first, I was headed in no particular direction…I just had to drive, it clears my head. I wasn't in the car for 3 minutes when my cell phone started to ring. It was Reid…I couldn't answer, it wasn't that I was angry with him…but the what the fuck was that??? A little warning would have been nice, I mean he could have pulled me aside for 30 fucking seconds and just given me a heads up.
So I kept driving, and I ended up at a bar. The same bar that me and my friends went to every Tuesday, and what do you know…it's Tuesday.
I parked the car and headed in, and as usual all of my friends were there. I headed over to the group, there were a few questions about how was your weekend, we heard you met someone..but I just brushed it all off and demanded someone to give me a shot of whatever was handy, and that was straight vodka.
Over the next the few hours, I demanded 4…and on number 4 I was feeling a little loopy, to say the least. My friend Jillian was holding my purse as I was in the bathroom and felt something vibrating. She took my phone out and saw Reid's name on the screen. She had no idea who he was, since I hadn't disclosed that information she just yet, but she decided to answer it anyway.
"Hello?"
"Christine, where the fuck are you?? You left 4 hours ago!!!" He yelled into the phone
"Woah, this isn't Christine…she's in the bathroom, who is this?"
"A friend, where is she?"
"Uh, well I know all her friends sooo…"
"Ok, but you don't know me…where the fuck is she?"
"I just told you, she's in the bathroom!!"
"In the bathroom where??"
"We're at Joe's Pub, and you know what…I don't think I like your attitude" Jillian answered, then hung up the phone.
I came out of the bathroom to get my stuff from Jillian when she informed of the conversation she just had with Reid.
"Did you tell him where we were?" I asked, not overly concerned…I mean he doesn't really know his way around here.
"Well, yeah…he kept fucking asking, who is he?" She asked, looking for some juicy gossip
"Just some guy I met, let's get another shot" I said then grabbed her hand and headed towards the bar.
We hung out over there for a little bit, away from the rest of the group. A couple of guys started talking to us and buying us drinks, Jillian was into it…me, not so much. I mean I wasn't rude or anything, I had no problem having a conversation…but even despite being drunk, he was not getting more than a conversation out of me.
About 20 minutes had passed, this guy was still chatting my ear off…I don't think I've responded in at least 10 minutes…I couldn't even tell you half of what was being said. I leaned over the bar to order myself yet another drink when I felt a grip on my arm. Thinking it was this random dude who has been yapping away, I yanked my arm back quickly.."Don't you fucking touch me…" I said as I turned around to see Reid standing there.
"Come on." He said softly, yet sternly.
"Um, buddy…we were kind of in the middle of something here." The guy said, moving his way inbetween Reid and I.
"Buddy…" Reid answered sarcastically "…You need to move out of the way." He said, physically shoving him away and grabbing my hand. We headed towards the exit when my lack of blance became very apparent. I laughed it off when we made it outside, stumbling yet again.
"I can't fucking believe you're drunk right now." He said as he escorted me towards his car.
"Oh stop being such a cranky pants, it's just vodkaaaa." I said, still giggling.
"WAIT! I drove here, my car is that way." I said pointing in the complete wrong direction of where my car actually was.
"Well your car is gonna have to stay here tonight." He said in a condescending tone, that I did not appreciate by the way.
We finally get to Reid's car and I sort of stumble into the passenger seat. When he came around into the drivers seat, hejust started at me.
And then it happened, the one thing I always promised myself I would never do…I did. I became an emotional drunk.
I started to sob…uncontrollably sobbing. "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have done this, I'm so sorry." I said holding my head in my hands.
Now, Reid had every intention of bitching me out, yelling, screaming…but all of that just changed.
"Christine, don't cry…I told you, I'm not good with women that cry." He said awkwardly.
"I just couldn't handle it, it's all too much. I can't believe they knew all that. I can't believe you all knew all of this and no one told me, I'm like some kind of fool…the big joke is on me." I muttered out through sobs.
"No, no Christine it wasn't like that..." he said trying to comfort me. "I only found out a little while before you did, I had no idea about that whole thing, I swear to you I didn't."
"It's not just that…it's everything. I just had a mini-breakdown I think" I said with a slight laugh.
"Yeah, I guess you did. But Christine, you can't do this again. Seriously, you can't go out and get wasted anymore…things are different now."
I nodded my head, agreeing with him.
He leaned over and kissed me softly on my lips and I got that same tingle as the night he brushed up against me at Nicky's.
"Alright, I'm taking you home" He then grabbed my hand and drove off.