Authors Note- UPDATE! UPDATE! UPDTAE! ITS UPDATE TIME! YAH YAH YAH! Hey, so thats the song I just came up with, its late at night and I just finished eating a salad, yup it was good. So I finished my salad and thought, what would be really cool right now? The answer? An update. So here is your update, like the dessert to my salad. Okay so you laugh at me now, but its 1:30 in the moring and im tired, craziness is a given!!!
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I hate my mother. Did I ever mention I hate my mother. Well I do. The woman likes to manipulate and punish everyone around her. I hadn't expected her to show up in the first place. I mean she didn't even show up to Gamma's funeral. Why the hell would she show up to a Christmas party. I guess I've been a little out of it all night. Abby noticed. She's been standing by me the whole time. I haven't even gotten a chance to talk to my father tonight. I've had to talk to everyone at this damn party. Before I was a nobody. No one cared about the innocent grandson of Millicent Carter. And now I'm the bigshot. It's a little overwhelming as well as annoying. And I just wasn't in the mood tonight. Mind you I've had about three men eyeing Abby tonight. They better be happy their coming out of here alive. I see Barbara come in, fashionably late. I grab Abby's hand and I head over there to her. I introduce the two, and after I"m sure that they aren't awkward around each other, I head off to find my father. And hell only knows where Bryce might be.
I scan the hall from the balcony, and I spot my father sitting off in the corner with someone. I rush down the stairs, hoping not to loose him before I get there. I get closer and see that he's sitting with Bryce and talking. So I killed two birds with one stone. Well actually I didn't kill anything, stupid sayings. I walk up to them, and my father is telling him the story about how I wanted to impress some girl and practically killed myself. Bryce finds it very funny. Why do I get the feeling he will use it against me some day?
"Hey dad."
I sit down next to Bryce, and he looks up at me.
"Hey Bryce, your mom's over there, by the tree. She's talking to my sister. Can you tell her we're leaving an a bit?"
He nods his head and starts to head over to Abby.
"He's a great kid."
I nod my head.
"Yeah. He's unbelievable."
He smiles, looking out at the leaving guests.
"So this Abby... From what I heard, you two are pretty serious?"
I smile. What else can make me smile more than Abby can.
"I think she's the one."
My father contemplates it for a second, then he starts to smile and nods his head.
"She suits you."
I start to bite on my lip.
"So you and mom are getting back together?"
His face changes from a light feature to an angry, almost uncertain one.
"I'm not sure."
He's going to beat around the bush with me as if I was three years old again.
"Dad, are you or aren't you?"
He starts to shake his head.
"It's complicated."
I give a frustrated sigh. My father notices.
"Why do treat me like I'm a child?"
I hate being treated like some incompetent little boy who cannot understand anything. I've been through more than they'll ever know.
"John, I can't explain it to you. I can't explain it to myself."
I start to get up, I'm done.
"Just don't come blaming me when it doesn't work out the second time."
I leave him sitting there alone. I give up on family. I really do. The only one I want to know is Abby and Bryce. That's it. And whoever they might bring along. And maybe Barb. She still hasn't been completely influenced by mother yet. I find Abby, and she's standing out near the door with Bryce, ready to go. She hands me my coat and I quickly put it on. I hold the door open for her, and she walks out, one arm around Bryce, the other waiting for my hand.
We get home a few moments later, and Bryce looks tired out. We don't' even have to say anything to him about going to bed, because immediately as we walk through the door, he gives us both a kiss and heads towards his bedroom. I help Abby off with her coat, and I put both away in the closet. She headed into her room, probably to change. After a while she came out and I followed suit. I hated wearing anything that wasn't soft and comfortable. I walked into the living room, and she sat on couch. Two steaming cups of tea were on the table, and she looked more beautiful than ever right now.
She put out her hands, and I grabbed them. I sat down next to her, and she slowly pulled my head into her lap, running her hand up and down my cheek.
"You okay?"
I nod my head. I'll be fine. I really will. They are just my parents who have been absent from my life for 30 plus years. I'm used to it anyway.
"Yeah. Are you?"
She starts to laugh.
"Yeah.. It was better than I expected."
At least something worked out tonight.
"Well it couldn't have been worse than the last time you met my father."
We both start to giggle a bit. That's behind us now.
"Really? 'Cause I could have sworn I was wearing less clothing tonight..."
I grab her hand and play with her fingers.
"I wish you were."
She's cradling my head in her lap, gently massaging my shoulders.
"So what did your father say about me?"
I give her a little smirk. Could anyone say anything bad about her?
"That you suit me."
She grabs both my hand and interlocks her fingers. We seem to do that a lot. And every time its special to me.
"Did you expect anything less?"
She said it light-heartedly. I turn around, sitting up, facing her.
"I love you."
It seemed like the time, the place, everything. Perfection. I just realized. I can't live without this woman. No matter what happens. I cannot look forward without her next to me.
***REVIEW RESPONSES***
AbbyLockhart2- Hahaha Thanks- lol Bryce is loveable!!! He rocks we make him awesome haha!!! Don't worry I won't yell at you, you're doing an awesome job with the fic, haha its gonna be killer, we should take ER over, hehehe!! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! Next story you post so I can review all the time and I won't be responding to my own reviews hahaha. OMG THE CHAPTER YOU ARE WRITING RIGHT NOW IS GONNA MAKE ME CRY!!! SO SWEET :'(!
CamilaC- Jack does rock doesn't he? I loved him in the episode where Eric fell into the grave, he was so sweet, he was like its not your or abby's fault, if only Carter woulda listened to him. Jack and Bryce could be quite a pair lol.
Lysie- I laughed so hard when I read your review, so funny haha, its amusing when you hear/read things wrong and your jsut like 'WHAT?' hehe I do that all the time... hope your hearts okay lol! Thanks for reviewing.
Nat- I'll keep posting over the holidays, the 25th might be the only day I have trouble with, I might be able to spare a minute to post, I might not get a authors note or preview or response done, but I could get the chapter up. No promises but I will try my best. I will tell Sylvia about your idea, we cant fit it in, in these chapters cuz we haev written up to like 60, or past lol we completely lost track, but it is an awesome idea, and if we use it we will for sure give you credit. Any other ideas are welcome too! THANKS :D! Lol i know, thats gross that he was 11, well especially since it was with a 25 yr old lol, aw lifestyles of the rich and famous.
carbylobsterandavrilfan- DOn't worry we will continue untill our hands fall off or til we get bored, what ever one comes first. (I hope bored, cuz I play hockey and its hard to play with no hands)
Diana- Thank you, we try ot be creative, have a happy holidays too :D
kiehl- Eleanor needs to get her ass outta the freezer and near a heater!
BluzBaby - If i was abby I woulda kicked Eleanor
ER FANatic- NEVER STOP REVIEWING LOL!!! Yeah we do our best with the parents. Weird htat it wouldn't let you review chapter 43, that happens to me somtimes, and i just X the box off and try again. Thanks for reviewing :D!
***PREVIEW***
I unwrap the next box, then the next, nothing being in any of them but another box. The second last box is discarded to the pill of boxes and now there is a small velvet box. I am very nervous now. My heart is beating out of control, I have no clue what it could be. What if its a ring? Does he want to get married? Do I want to get married?
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I hate my mother. Did I ever mention I hate my mother. Well I do. The woman likes to manipulate and punish everyone around her. I hadn't expected her to show up in the first place. I mean she didn't even show up to Gamma's funeral. Why the hell would she show up to a Christmas party. I guess I've been a little out of it all night. Abby noticed. She's been standing by me the whole time. I haven't even gotten a chance to talk to my father tonight. I've had to talk to everyone at this damn party. Before I was a nobody. No one cared about the innocent grandson of Millicent Carter. And now I'm the bigshot. It's a little overwhelming as well as annoying. And I just wasn't in the mood tonight. Mind you I've had about three men eyeing Abby tonight. They better be happy their coming out of here alive. I see Barbara come in, fashionably late. I grab Abby's hand and I head over there to her. I introduce the two, and after I"m sure that they aren't awkward around each other, I head off to find my father. And hell only knows where Bryce might be.
I scan the hall from the balcony, and I spot my father sitting off in the corner with someone. I rush down the stairs, hoping not to loose him before I get there. I get closer and see that he's sitting with Bryce and talking. So I killed two birds with one stone. Well actually I didn't kill anything, stupid sayings. I walk up to them, and my father is telling him the story about how I wanted to impress some girl and practically killed myself. Bryce finds it very funny. Why do I get the feeling he will use it against me some day?
"Hey dad."
I sit down next to Bryce, and he looks up at me.
"Hey Bryce, your mom's over there, by the tree. She's talking to my sister. Can you tell her we're leaving an a bit?"
He nods his head and starts to head over to Abby.
"He's a great kid."
I nod my head.
"Yeah. He's unbelievable."
He smiles, looking out at the leaving guests.
"So this Abby... From what I heard, you two are pretty serious?"
I smile. What else can make me smile more than Abby can.
"I think she's the one."
My father contemplates it for a second, then he starts to smile and nods his head.
"She suits you."
I start to bite on my lip.
"So you and mom are getting back together?"
His face changes from a light feature to an angry, almost uncertain one.
"I'm not sure."
He's going to beat around the bush with me as if I was three years old again.
"Dad, are you or aren't you?"
He starts to shake his head.
"It's complicated."
I give a frustrated sigh. My father notices.
"Why do treat me like I'm a child?"
I hate being treated like some incompetent little boy who cannot understand anything. I've been through more than they'll ever know.
"John, I can't explain it to you. I can't explain it to myself."
I start to get up, I'm done.
"Just don't come blaming me when it doesn't work out the second time."
I leave him sitting there alone. I give up on family. I really do. The only one I want to know is Abby and Bryce. That's it. And whoever they might bring along. And maybe Barb. She still hasn't been completely influenced by mother yet. I find Abby, and she's standing out near the door with Bryce, ready to go. She hands me my coat and I quickly put it on. I hold the door open for her, and she walks out, one arm around Bryce, the other waiting for my hand.
We get home a few moments later, and Bryce looks tired out. We don't' even have to say anything to him about going to bed, because immediately as we walk through the door, he gives us both a kiss and heads towards his bedroom. I help Abby off with her coat, and I put both away in the closet. She headed into her room, probably to change. After a while she came out and I followed suit. I hated wearing anything that wasn't soft and comfortable. I walked into the living room, and she sat on couch. Two steaming cups of tea were on the table, and she looked more beautiful than ever right now.
She put out her hands, and I grabbed them. I sat down next to her, and she slowly pulled my head into her lap, running her hand up and down my cheek.
"You okay?"
I nod my head. I'll be fine. I really will. They are just my parents who have been absent from my life for 30 plus years. I'm used to it anyway.
"Yeah. Are you?"
She starts to laugh.
"Yeah.. It was better than I expected."
At least something worked out tonight.
"Well it couldn't have been worse than the last time you met my father."
We both start to giggle a bit. That's behind us now.
"Really? 'Cause I could have sworn I was wearing less clothing tonight..."
I grab her hand and play with her fingers.
"I wish you were."
She's cradling my head in her lap, gently massaging my shoulders.
"So what did your father say about me?"
I give her a little smirk. Could anyone say anything bad about her?
"That you suit me."
She grabs both my hand and interlocks her fingers. We seem to do that a lot. And every time its special to me.
"Did you expect anything less?"
She said it light-heartedly. I turn around, sitting up, facing her.
"I love you."
It seemed like the time, the place, everything. Perfection. I just realized. I can't live without this woman. No matter what happens. I cannot look forward without her next to me.
***REVIEW RESPONSES***
AbbyLockhart2- Hahaha Thanks- lol Bryce is loveable!!! He rocks we make him awesome haha!!! Don't worry I won't yell at you, you're doing an awesome job with the fic, haha its gonna be killer, we should take ER over, hehehe!! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! Next story you post so I can review all the time and I won't be responding to my own reviews hahaha. OMG THE CHAPTER YOU ARE WRITING RIGHT NOW IS GONNA MAKE ME CRY!!! SO SWEET :'(!
CamilaC- Jack does rock doesn't he? I loved him in the episode where Eric fell into the grave, he was so sweet, he was like its not your or abby's fault, if only Carter woulda listened to him. Jack and Bryce could be quite a pair lol.
Lysie- I laughed so hard when I read your review, so funny haha, its amusing when you hear/read things wrong and your jsut like 'WHAT?' hehe I do that all the time... hope your hearts okay lol! Thanks for reviewing.
Nat- I'll keep posting over the holidays, the 25th might be the only day I have trouble with, I might be able to spare a minute to post, I might not get a authors note or preview or response done, but I could get the chapter up. No promises but I will try my best. I will tell Sylvia about your idea, we cant fit it in, in these chapters cuz we haev written up to like 60, or past lol we completely lost track, but it is an awesome idea, and if we use it we will for sure give you credit. Any other ideas are welcome too! THANKS :D! Lol i know, thats gross that he was 11, well especially since it was with a 25 yr old lol, aw lifestyles of the rich and famous.
carbylobsterandavrilfan- DOn't worry we will continue untill our hands fall off or til we get bored, what ever one comes first. (I hope bored, cuz I play hockey and its hard to play with no hands)
Diana- Thank you, we try ot be creative, have a happy holidays too :D
kiehl- Eleanor needs to get her ass outta the freezer and near a heater!
BluzBaby - If i was abby I woulda kicked Eleanor
ER FANatic- NEVER STOP REVIEWING LOL!!! Yeah we do our best with the parents. Weird htat it wouldn't let you review chapter 43, that happens to me somtimes, and i just X the box off and try again. Thanks for reviewing :D!
***PREVIEW***
I unwrap the next box, then the next, nothing being in any of them but another box. The second last box is discarded to the pill of boxes and now there is a small velvet box. I am very nervous now. My heart is beating out of control, I have no clue what it could be. What if its a ring? Does he want to get married? Do I want to get married?