Chapter 12- The Blowout part Two

Mike stood up, ready to greet his son but Jay sidestepped him and glared at Emma. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Emma looked up at him. "Excuse me?"

"We're leaving," he said looking at Manny and then at Emma.
Manny stood up without hesitation, she had a feeling something would happen…hell from the beginning she told Emma not to come.

"Jay, come on. We're just talking; nothing harmful," Emma said placing a hand on his arm.

Jay glared at her. "I told you that you weren't going to meet him. That nothing would happen with him. And what do you do?"

"I called her," Mike spoke up.

"Oh I bet you did," Jay said nastily over his shoulder. "Just couldn't wait to fuck things up huh? Had to get your hands in whatever I have?"

"Jay! Stop it ok? He's your father. I mean I didn't go look for him! We're at Starbucks and I have Manny. Nothing is going to happen."

He just shook his head and backed away. "Doesn't matter. You know I fucking hate him. And you should have never come here in the first place. You know that Rachel can walk as well as I do. Don't give me that 'helping my family out' bullshit. If you really wanted to help us out, you wouldn't have left!" Jay yelled, letting out a little bit of pent up rage. He caught himself quickly and muttered something to himself before glaring at Emma again and then walking out.

Emma looked as if she were going to cry as she slumped back down onto the stool.

"I can…" Mike cleared his throat. "I can take you home," he said softly, avoiding the girls eyes.

Emma just shook her head. "I'd rather walk. But thanks anyway," she said as she slowly made her way past him with Manny.


Rachel looked up as the door slammed open and then shut. Her darling brother was home…and apparently he found out about Dad. Sure enough, not even two minute later he was in the doorway to her bedroom.

"What gives you the right to go through my shit-"

"What are you talking about?" she asked boredly.

He glared at her. "Santa Clause. What the fuck do you think I'm talking about?" he yelled at her.

She glared at him and shrugged her shoulders. "If I knew what you were yelling about would I ask?" she retorted.

He took a ragged breath. "You went through my shit, got Emma's number and gave it to Dad. Who by the way HAS NO REASON TO BE HERE!" he bellowed the last part.

Rachel winced at the loudness of his voice and jumped.

"I just called to let him know what happened Jay! I didn't fucking twist his arm to get him to come down here! And he wanted to meet Emma because I told him about her. Big fucking deal, get over yourself already."

Jay whirled around and stormed off towards his bedroom and slammed the door. He looked around helplessly for a minute before his eyes landed on a duffel bag. Bingo.

"What are you doing?" Rachel's voice came from the doorway.

"None of your god damn business," he snapped back at her.

She sighed. "God Jay, get over it. Maybe for once Dad took an interest in our lives. Is that a crime?" She went silent for a minute and surveyed the scene. "You're running away." There was no room for question in her statement.

He looked her directly in the face to let her know there was no way he was going to be talked out of his decision. "Why not?"

"Umm…well let's see…oh I know! You have a pregnant girlfriend. Now maybe…just maybe you should be the good guy for once-"

"Are you gonna move or do I have to physically move you myself?" he asked straightening up and heading towards the door that she was still standing in.

Rachel just sighed and dropped her gaze. "Just listen to me for a minute ok? No bullshit. You need to stay here for Emma. She's pregnant with your kid Jay! How are just going to get up and leave her like that?"

When she looked back up at him, all she saw were his cold, unfeeling eyes and slowly moved out of the doorway.

He got in the car without saying a word and peeled off towards Emma's house.


"Did I not tell you that he would be pissed? Did I not tell you not to go? And are you seriously wondering why he's not picking up his phone?" Manny fired at Emma as she paced the room.

Emma had her head down on her computer desk, trying in vain to block out the sounds of Manny shooting questions at her. "Manny! Stop it ok? I know it was a mistake now! I'm not stupid ok? Stop with the damn inquisition over there!"

Manny stopped and flopped on her bed in silence for a moment. "Well what are you going to do?" she asked quietly.

Emma sighed and shrugged helplessly. "I have no idea. For all I know he could have skipped town…"

"Over his father? That's a little…"

"Irrational?"

Manny just nodded.

"That's Jay though. Doesn't think…just does," she said looking at her stomach.

"I thought you liked that," a deep voice came from behind her.

Emma whirled around in the chair and stared at him. "What are you doing here?"

He shrugged. "I'm not staying here. Not with that fucking fuck here," he said looking away.

"So…"

He looked back at Emma, straight in the eyes. "Come with me."

"What!" the two girls sat up straight and looked at him like he lost his head.

"Come with me!" he repeated.

Emma shook her head. "Jay…I can't. I can't…just go with you," she said gesturing with her hands to emphasize her point.

"Why not?"

"Because I have responsibilities here! I have school…I have home…I have…" she trailed off.

Jay was quiet for a minute, looking at her. Manny was looking back and forth between them and thought for a second before she spoke up.

"Jay…I mean I had my doubts about you at first. But you're really an ok guy. And I mean you have my blessings and all with my best friend…but she can't just pick up and leave," she finished slowly. "I mean she has a life here…"

Jay looked at his girlfriend and then looked at the floor and swallowed.

"Emma…" When he finally spoke there was a note of desperation in his voice and it made Emma raise her eyebrows. She had never in her life heard Jay Hogart use that tone with her. That tone that was next to pleading…

"I can't," she said finally, not looking at him. If she looked at him, she knew there was a chance she would act out and do something weird…like take off with her boyfriend.

He nodded silently and kissed her quickly yet with feeling. "I never said I didn't love you," he mumbled as he left just as quick as he came in.

"Wait a minute what?" she asked confused.

"What he say?" Manny asked softly from the bed.

"That…he never said he didn't love me….."Emma replied still lost.

"But did he ever tell you-"

"No!"

"So do you think…"

Emma looked at her empty window and smiled sadly. "I think he just told me that he loves me."