Eddie
"Who the hell let this happen!?" I roared. No one faced me as I stormed to my office. I smashed the door to my office open not bothering to the code and ran to the safe pulling out my pistol.
"Edison," The man holding my Regina said calmly.
"Put her the hell down," I threatened. He rolled his eyes. I cocked my gun. "I'm not fucking kidding,"
"I bet you are," The man teased. I lost my temper and pulled the trigger without thinking. Patricia screeched and I instantly ran over. I grabbed her protectively and look her over.
"Oh god, where are you bleeding? I can't believe I did that," I said spastically looking her over.
"You didn't shoot me," She said. I looked her over harder. Oh thank god. I almost had a heart attack. I hugged her close to me and saw that I did shoot the man. He was very dead on the floor by us.
"You are staying in the bedroom," I said as I picked her up. She rolled her eyes. I carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom.
"Eddie, this is stupid," She said as I tucked her in.
"No, it's not," I insisted locking the windows.
"Eddie," She warned.
"Nope, you're staying in here with our little baby," I said pointing to her inflated stomach. She groaned.
"The point of coming to Japan for me was to experience the culture. How am I supposed to do that from a bed?" She asked.
"I'll have someone come in Regina," I said. "They'll bring food and pictures and stuff,"
"Eddie, you aren't getting the point," She said.
"The only point is to keep you safe," I said.
"Eddie, I need to deal with my own problems. I could have taken care of that guy myself and now you smell like blood," She said. I looked at my arms and saw blood caked on. I noticed there had been blood dripping off her own clothes.
"I won't be as reckless next time," I promised.
"Eddie, I'm my own person. I can handle myself," She said.
"You know I just want to keep you safe. Just lock you away," I said stroking her soft hair. She smiled warmly at me. "Keep you all to myself," I said.
"I know, but you know that I need to live my own life right?" She said. I sighed loudly and she gave me a motherly look.
"I know, I do. I just don't want to," I said.
"I need to live my own life," She said.
"Do you have to?" I asked.
"Yes, Eddie," She said seriously. I sighed but nodded.
"I'll let you try and do things yourself," I said. She got on her knees and kissed me.
"It's all I ask baby. Now let's go and get some Japanese food," She said. Her mind only seems to be on food nowadays.
Patricia
Eddie took me out to some really fancy restaurant. I'm not aloud to eat any type of fish so sushi is not an option. Eddie is taking this what I can and can't eat way too seriously. I told the waiter to sneak me in some salmon. In this restaurant you sit on the floor. It's kind of hard with this belly. I tried to cross my legs together.
"Need some help?" Eddie asked.
"I'm fine," I said trying to adjust myself. I ended up laying on my side making Eddie snort. "Shut up," He laughed and I grabbed a cup. I took a sip. "That's lemony," I said.
"Trix," Eddie said.
"What?" I asked.
"That's what you use to clean your fingers," He said. I sighed. Of course it is.
"Okay can I drink this?" I asked pointing to another cup. He nodded and I took a sip of the drink. I slightly gagged.
"What's wrong it's just matcha," He said.
"I forgot I hate tea," I said.
"Patricia, you told me you wanted to drink tea," He said.
"Well I assumed it would taste better in Japan," I said. He slapped his forehead in the palm of his hand. "Don't do that," I scolded throwing a noodle from my soupy thing at him.
"I hope you enjoy this trip because do you want to know where we're headed afterwards?" He asked.
"No," I said.
"Thanksgiving with my mother," He said. Hell.
"I don't even celebrate your silly holiday," I said.
"It's not silly, and you should like it since eating is a pastime for you," He said.
"Is it just one day or more than one?" I asked. I've never really heard about Thanksgiving other than it's something about these people called pilgrims? I don't know. Obviously American history is written differently than English history. The American's were sort of written as people who just ran off when they weren't supposed to and fought us because they had to pay taxes like suck it the fuck up everyone pays taxes but I'm assuming that wasn't how it was taught to these American's. But then oddly later we became like best friends and started backing each other up and now American's love our accents. Weirdo's. I mean seriously they just left. Imagine if it was like a job. Like you need a three or two week notice. We didn't get a notice they just left and were like we don't like you anymore. Be gone peasants. At least that's how I see it but from these American museums and books and Eddie it was a freedom thing, yada yada yada blah blah blah bullshit. But then again I guess history is written different by each side.
"It's one day but people take like three days off. My mom's making a whole big deal out of it as usual," He said.
"So that's who you get it from?" I teased. He rolled his eyes.
"We're going to her beach house and she kind of expects you to cook," He said.
"Cook?" I asked.
"Yea, cook the huge meal with her," He said. "Since you will be my wife soon,"
"Eddie, I don't cook," I said.
"Well it's a good time to learn. She's planning on keeping you up all night," He said.
"Eddie," I groaned. I don't want to stay up all night cooking with the inlaw from hell.
"It's no fun for me either!" He said.
"Oh yeah right, you'll be sitting your lazy ass on the couch watching rugby," I said.
"Football," He corrected.
"Whatever," I said. "You know your mom hates me. How could you?"
"Don't worry, I'll turn you into the perfect daughter in-law before you get there," He said.
"Great," I mumbled.
"It shouldn't be too hard, you're already British," He said.
"I thought your mom liked all American girls," I said.
"Oh she does but I thought Brits were somewhat proper. I bet you have it but it's just hidden way deep down like in you butt or maybe your uterus," He said. I slapped my head in my palm. Sometimes he makes me worry about him.
It's getting close to Thanksgiving my second favorite holiday because it has food and um food! Haha but it's Patricia's first Thanksgiving and she's with the worst mother in law. Back from Florida! Oh my god taking my cousin to see Disney Junior live was a big mistake. She saw Jake and Sofia two characters out the front and flipped out in a bad way crying. We got her to calm down and got inside. We played some games on my phone then the show started. This really perky lady who reminded me of like KT started the show and then Mickey popped up as a puppet. All normal so then like the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse came up and my cousin was still okay. The rest of the characters like Minnie and Daisy and Donald came up and shit broke loose. She busted out crying so we had to carry her out. She was literally crying "I hate Mickey! I hate Jake! I hate Sofia! I don't like it there!" then she was like "I'm so nervous!" okay that last thing made me laugh because legit what 2 year old says that in the right context? Anyway so we ate a bunch of food and she was amused by the birds who were looking for food and she kept crying that she didn't like Sofia and it was just tiring. But on the way out she was like "I love Mickey! There's Mickey!" and I'm just like seriously? But she's a little kid so I don't fault her.
Um so I'm told I should write my own books and stories so I kind of already do. On Fictionpress my name is AlwaysMissIndependant and I have three stories that I write with my best friend and she has a few stories that I cowrote on her's and her name is TreySongs-Ismybaby and only a few are mine and the one called Basketball Wives I would appreciate if you cut us some slack because that was way back when I wrote There lives five years later (yeah that long ago) and yeah if you look at her page don't read Rack City because it's a continuation of a story I wrote that I suggest you don't spoil. But the stories are like my normal writing crime, drama, drugs, sex. Ride or Die is a story that has a very slutted up and bitched up and criminaled up version of me and my friend. It's like bad bitch thief's that travel America and steal stuff. Here's the summary: Aarika and Jasleen have been enemies from the start until they find out they have a common enemy, the Prom Queen. So when they pull the ultimate prank on her together, their friendships blossom into a lifetime full of pranks. From robbing the largest bank in Seattle, to robbing casino's across the country. They develop a strong passion and hate for each other. SO that's the summary...maybe like look and maybe like review maybe? Idk anyway yeah.
I would appreciate if you looked but you don't have to if you don't want to. Uh anyways thank you guys for the love especially last chapter some shit went down in Florida where I was extremely mad but you guys calmed me down and made me feel loved. I love you guys. Kisses. Also the story I told you guys the idea about is King Pin and Party Princess.
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