**Anikathepen a certain memory could make him remember what happened,
he could just remember, or he can never remember it. And what do you mean
what's going on with Adam and Jay? If you're implying slash, well, not this
story *laughs* maybe another one. And everyone, thank you so much for
reviewing, I love it. Keep it up. Just a request, leave your pen name or
something so I can read some of YOUR stories.**
"Don't fucking do it Jay!" I scream and push him against a wall. I watch as his gun falls to the floor.
"What the fuck? What are you doing?" Jay demands to know and pushes me off him. I pitifully watch as he bends down and picks up a pen. But he had a gun in his hand! Not a pen! And he was going to shoot himself in the head! I'm sure of it!
"Jay you had, didn't you have, are you sure, Jay where's the gun?"
"What gun?" Jay asks confused. I sigh and lean my head against the wall.
"You were about to shoot yourself in the head and I saved you."
"Um, no. I was actually about to write on that piece of paper with this pen. It was going to be a note to remind me to make a few calls after the House Show." Jay tells me. I feel so stupid.
"Oh." I mutter. It's the only thing I can do. I start to walk out of the room but Jay grabs my arm.
"No. Adam its ok. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to make you feel stupid. I appreciate it. Now I know if I ever try and kill myself you'll be here to push me against a wall and save my life. You're my hero!" Jay says jokingly and hugs me so tight I'm forced to push him off of me or suffocate.
"Ok, alright. Thank you Jay." I say and shake my head. Why must I always think of bad things, people killing other people, or people killing themselves. What the hell is wrong with me?
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I watch Alanah pick up a magazine from the table then put it right back down in a space right next to it. She does it a few times with various items. Suddenly a thought hits me. It hits me so hard I can almost physically feel it.
When a female is pregnant she begins "nesting". Just like a mother bird starts making her nest, a human female will tidy up the house; make it nice, things like that. Also a woman loses weight when she first becomes pregnant, then she gains it. Since Alanah's been in the cleaning mood, and she's been losing weight, could she be pregnant? The only way to find out it to ask. I clear my throat. Alanah puts down a pen and looks up at me.
"Um, Alanah, uh, can we talk?" I ask. Alanah looks nervous and sits next to me on the couch. I smile. So I've figured out her secret. Alanah's such a horrible liar.
"Yes?" She asks and nervously plays with her hands.
"Any important news?" I ask. Fear flashes through Alanah's eyes. I can't imagine why. A baby isn't bad news, its good news.
"News? Nnno news." She stutters and shakes her head. I smile and put my hand on her lap.
"Nothing?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Did you know Jeff's dog had babies?" I ask and wait for her reaction. She looks relieved.
"Oh really? That's so cute."
"Yes, babies are cute." I say, trying to let her know that a baby isn't a bad thing.
"I agree. Speaking of babies," She pauses. My heart pounds. This is it. "I have to go check on Stephanie." Alanah says and runs up the stairs. I sigh and lean my head back on the couch. She still doesn't get it.
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I stare across the table at Jay's wife Denise. She seems so nervous. She's shaking and she keeps dropping her fork, or spoon, or whatever she seems to be holding. She already dropped two glasses of wine and one glass of water. The waiter will be getting a big tip for this one.
"Like Maria?" I stop thinking in time to hear Denise say. Alanah and Jay look like they've seen a ghost. Alanah elbows her in the side. Denise gasps and drops her spoon. "I didn't mean it!" Denise exclaims.
"Did I tune out that much?" I joke and laugh lightly. I have no clue what's going on. I stop laughing once I realize no one else is laughing.
"How's your chicken Jay?" Alanah asks, clearly changing the conversation.
"It's great. How's your pasta?" Jay answers.
"Very good." Alanah answers. The rest of the dinner is eaten in silence.
"Don't fucking do it Jay!" I scream and push him against a wall. I watch as his gun falls to the floor.
"What the fuck? What are you doing?" Jay demands to know and pushes me off him. I pitifully watch as he bends down and picks up a pen. But he had a gun in his hand! Not a pen! And he was going to shoot himself in the head! I'm sure of it!
"Jay you had, didn't you have, are you sure, Jay where's the gun?"
"What gun?" Jay asks confused. I sigh and lean my head against the wall.
"You were about to shoot yourself in the head and I saved you."
"Um, no. I was actually about to write on that piece of paper with this pen. It was going to be a note to remind me to make a few calls after the House Show." Jay tells me. I feel so stupid.
"Oh." I mutter. It's the only thing I can do. I start to walk out of the room but Jay grabs my arm.
"No. Adam its ok. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to make you feel stupid. I appreciate it. Now I know if I ever try and kill myself you'll be here to push me against a wall and save my life. You're my hero!" Jay says jokingly and hugs me so tight I'm forced to push him off of me or suffocate.
"Ok, alright. Thank you Jay." I say and shake my head. Why must I always think of bad things, people killing other people, or people killing themselves. What the hell is wrong with me?
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I watch Alanah pick up a magazine from the table then put it right back down in a space right next to it. She does it a few times with various items. Suddenly a thought hits me. It hits me so hard I can almost physically feel it.
When a female is pregnant she begins "nesting". Just like a mother bird starts making her nest, a human female will tidy up the house; make it nice, things like that. Also a woman loses weight when she first becomes pregnant, then she gains it. Since Alanah's been in the cleaning mood, and she's been losing weight, could she be pregnant? The only way to find out it to ask. I clear my throat. Alanah puts down a pen and looks up at me.
"Um, Alanah, uh, can we talk?" I ask. Alanah looks nervous and sits next to me on the couch. I smile. So I've figured out her secret. Alanah's such a horrible liar.
"Yes?" She asks and nervously plays with her hands.
"Any important news?" I ask. Fear flashes through Alanah's eyes. I can't imagine why. A baby isn't bad news, its good news.
"News? Nnno news." She stutters and shakes her head. I smile and put my hand on her lap.
"Nothing?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Did you know Jeff's dog had babies?" I ask and wait for her reaction. She looks relieved.
"Oh really? That's so cute."
"Yes, babies are cute." I say, trying to let her know that a baby isn't a bad thing.
"I agree. Speaking of babies," She pauses. My heart pounds. This is it. "I have to go check on Stephanie." Alanah says and runs up the stairs. I sigh and lean my head back on the couch. She still doesn't get it.
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I stare across the table at Jay's wife Denise. She seems so nervous. She's shaking and she keeps dropping her fork, or spoon, or whatever she seems to be holding. She already dropped two glasses of wine and one glass of water. The waiter will be getting a big tip for this one.
"Like Maria?" I stop thinking in time to hear Denise say. Alanah and Jay look like they've seen a ghost. Alanah elbows her in the side. Denise gasps and drops her spoon. "I didn't mean it!" Denise exclaims.
"Did I tune out that much?" I joke and laugh lightly. I have no clue what's going on. I stop laughing once I realize no one else is laughing.
"How's your chicken Jay?" Alanah asks, clearly changing the conversation.
"It's great. How's your pasta?" Jay answers.
"Very good." Alanah answers. The rest of the dinner is eaten in silence.