Me, You and My Medication
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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Invitation
Clarissa was right on the mark when she said that she would be on the road by midnight.
Of course she drove because I wasn't able to; yeah, I'm supposed to wait at least an hour or so before I even try to operate a vehicle but there was no fighting her when she said she'd feel more comfortable driving. Her change in outfit was nothing glamorous to the one she wore in the club but either way it didn't rule out her looking beautiful, even in Disney princess pajamas.
The radio wasn't on either; instead she had her iPod plugged into it on shuffle, right now playing Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson. Can't say I totally hate it, I have a few of the songs from this album on my own iPod, so there's a common interest between us; some of our music is pretty similar.
I am starting to unravel from my semi-drunk state. My eyes peer out the passenger side window of her car, watching the street lights zoom by us. It is really nice out tonight; clear sky, sparkling stars, full moon, and then there's Clarissa. A smile paints itself on my lips as my eyes steal a glance at her as she keeps her hands strictly on the wheel, bobbing her head to the music.
My eyes feel so heavy, that at this point I may end up falling asleep during this drive. Things between us remain quiet, mainly because we're both out of it and there really is nothing worth talking about. My eyes begin to close, allowing my mind to settle and just as I'm about to get lost in the scenery of my dreams, Clarissa's phone rings.
Without opening my eyes, I could feel the car stop at a red light and the sounds of Clarissa shifting in her seat as she leans over and picks up her phone from the cup holder. I peek slightly to see her put the phone on speaker and then place it on her lap to continue her drive. Shutting my eyes, I make it out like I'm sleeping and listen in to her conversation.
"Hey, mom," she says. "I'm not going to be in the area for another hour and a half…" Clarissa trails.
"That's fine, dear. I was calling to tell you not to rush, Kirsten decided to go home for the night because Demetria ended up falling asleep and we figured you'd want to rest when you get in,"
'You're amazing," she chuckles in relief. "I'm so tired, stayed a little later then I wanted to because my co-workers threw me a party,"
"That was nice of them,"
Clarissa chuckles a little as she presses lightly on the gas and then continues to drive down the dark – and literally empty – road. "It was definitely more than I expected!" Clarissa comments, and then remembers something else to add in. "Speaking of co-workers, I have one with me,"
"Oh, do you?" her mother questions.
"Yeah, I've told you about Teddy," she replies. "He offered to accompany me tonight, although, I think he fell asleep," she says with a sigh.
"Ah, not traveling with Stephen this time?" her mother asks.
"No, he couldn't come, he has some work to do this weekend with Paul Levesque, so he couldn't tag along," Clarissa replies. "I hope Demi won't be too upset, I know she gets a kick out of him," I didn't hear anything after that because I truly did fall asleep.
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My eyes open to the sun shining through the window of a light green bedroom. This wasn't the room I memorize as Clarissa's, the last time I was here. As I sit up and stretch real well, my mind hazily remembers anything that happened last night after falling asleep. I vaguely recall Riss poking me in order to get me out of the car; I even remember her helping me up the stairs. I look around the room, spotting my bags on the floor and my sneakers lying at the foot of the bed.
There was an odd alarm clock in the shape of a small retro television on the nightstand next to the bed, it read eight-forty-five AM; Clarissa has unusual taste in bedroom accessories when it comes to her guests.
I got up off of the bed and found my way down the small hall to Clarissa's bedroom, I peek inside hoping to find her still sleeping but she isn't in there; the bed is made, this curtains are drawn back and the scent of coconut filling my senses. I leave the door as is, proceeding to the stairwell and as I'm making my first few steps I catch her voice. She wasn't alone though; there was someone else down there with her, someone a tad over then her.
"He's amazing, mom," I hear Clarissa say, she sounds like she's in one of those school girl dazes. "He just has this southern charm to him, this amazing smile," she lets out one of those sighs as if she were coming out of a dream. "It's like magic between us sometimes, he's so wonderful,"
"I haven't seen you this way since you were in high school," the woman, who I'm guessing is her mother, replies.
"Yeah, it's been awhile, hasn't it?" she giggles. "I don't know, mom, maybe I'm going insane or something,"
"Not insane," her mom chuckles. "Just sounds a bit love struck,"
The smell of coffee took over me and I couldn't help but wander down the rest of the staircase to meet up with them. "Good morning," I greet the two of them.
"Morning, Teddy-bear," Clarissa smiles, holding up her cup of coffee. "Want some?" she offers.
"Yes, please," I reply, a tired smile plays on my face. I watch as she goes over to one of the kitchen cabinets and pulls out a white up covered in blue polka dots. Still she never ceases to surprise me with her unique sense of style.
I watch as she pours me a cup and fixes it just the way I love it, bringing it over to me and then slightly pulling me into the kitchen. "Oh, by the way, Teddy," Clarissa brought up, "This is my mother, Daisy," she introduces us.
"Mom, this is Ted DiBiase Junior,"
In Daisy, I saw Clarissa's reflection; of course her mother was older but in her I could see where Clarissa received her skin coloring, her smile and probably her hair color too. Her eyes were blue, a deeper shade then mine, probably a closer resemblance to Stephen's eye coloring, she was two inches shorter then Riss but in many ways they could probably pass for twins. Well, in some odd family resemblance type way.
"I have heard plenty about you!" her mother displays the same signature smile that I usually get from Clarissa; it was sort of surprising to see.
"Jeez, thanks mom," Rissa chuckles, handing me my cup of coffee and jokingly slapping her shoulder. She walks back over to the cabinet, turning back to the two of us. "Cereal or grilled cheese?" she was trying to avoid the subject.
Her mother turns back to me. "We're having a formal dinner at this lovely buffet tonight in honor of Clarissa's twenty-sixth birthday, please tell me you'll be joining us?" her mom was really sweet, more formal than her daughter, so she probably gets her attitude more from her father.
The question was more of a shock to me, Clarissa didn't say anything about dinner with her parents, and if she meant it like that then how was I supposed to know that 'hanging out with my family' this weekend meant a formal dinner with all of them? This is making my entire plan flop right back down to the drawing board!
On second thought…
I was hesitant for the first few seconds and then I finally shook out of my thought bubble. "Of course, I'd love to join you," I figure I'm going to need to meet them someday if I ever want to have the slightest chance with Clarissa. I smile a signature 'Million Dollar' grin as my father called it and her mother was sold.
This has gotten way too easy.
So I lied in the visuals, the dinner date will be the next chapter, sorry guys! Anyway, I hope this was good, thank you so much for reading! Subscribe, review, favorite and alert and send me some amazing love! :D
