sorry guys, really short chapter this time. It's been a giant pain for me to get through all this stuff in the beginning. But the plot should start picking up in the next chapter..sorry if it feels rushed, but I'm feeling kinda lazy, and i'd just like to get it done.
Amelia woke the next morning to find herself alone in her bed.
As a rush of panic washed over her, she moved closer to her night stand and noticed a small piece of paper.
She picked it up and read aloud:
Amelia,
I'm sorry I couldn't be here when you woke up.
There's a small bistro down the street.
You should go.
Donny.
A sense of relief exstinguished the fear and dissappointment, replaced by a smile.
Getting washed up and picking out fresh clothes took less than half an hour.
She ended up wearing a knee length black skirt, a forest green shirt that hung off her shoulder, and a matching black coat.
Once outside, she walked down the street, looking from side to side, she noticed it on the corner of a street a few blocks down.
A small jingle sound rang out as she opened the door, cautiously stepping inside, she walked up to the counter.
There was a husky looking man that was busy slicing meat, but took enough time to glance over at her and call to his co-worker.
When he did not respond to her shy smile, she looked towards the ground, feeling quite awkward.
Just then, Donny came out to the front and saw Amelia standing at the counter, looking rather uncomfortable.
Donny smiled and greeted her.
"Well, hello there beautiful." He said leaning on the counter.
Amelia couldnt help but smile back, still cautious because of his counter part standing a few feet away.
"Hey pop, I have somone for ya to meet." Donny announced, walking over to her side.
Raising his brow in interest, Mr. Donowitz walked to the counter where Donny had stood.
"This is Amelia; Amelia this is my father."
Kinda surprised, extended his hand to shake hers.
"Now, since when have you dated any pretty girls Donny?" His dad asked, looking at Amelia.
"Pops, we ain't--" Donny started
His father glared with intensity.
"..been dating long." He finished, trying to look suave.
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After their awkward confrontation with his father, Donny took Amelias hand and practically dragged her outside.
"Wow, you weren't joking about your father, he's pretty..overbearing." She managed to say.
"I'm sorry, I really thought he'd be able ta' control himself." Donny said, chuckling.
Amelia didn't say anything, she just looked into his eyes, smile on her face.
He smiled back "Wha? something on my face?" he said nervously.
Without replying, she grabbed his white muscle shirt and pulled him down to her height, kissing him.
"Do ya wanna meet my motha?" he asked, taken by surprise.
Amelia chuckled and let go of his shirt. "I actually need to get going, I'm supposed to write my mother tonight and need to get it to the post office before it closes."
"Well that's a shame.." he said, with a sly grin on his face.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" She asked, hoping with all her might he'd say yes.
"Of course." he whispered as he embraced her lips in another, softer kiss.
After saying goodbye and going thier seperate ways, Donny walked down the street, hands in his pockets whistling a jaunty tune.