Chapter 9

"I want to see Joanne." Mrs. Jefferson suddenly spoke out of nowhere, startling the diva out of her nap on the couch.

"What?" Maureen asked a little confused. "She's at work."

"So I want to see her." Mrs. Jefferson said. "I want to tell her what's going on with her father and me."

"Why don't you wait until she comes home?" Maureen asked.

"I want to talk to her before her father does." Mrs. Jefferson replied, and crossed her arms, impatiently tapping her foot. "Well…come on."

"Why do I have to go?" Maureen asked annoyed she was awoken from her sleep.

"Because, you'll be good if she's upset, you can comfort her." Mrs. Jefferson said. "She might be mad at me."

Maureen huffed and buried her face in her hands. "Fine! Let's go."

The two of them headed out onto the streets, both of them trying to hail down a cab, which was not working in their favor.

"There are like over hundred cabs in New York City, you think one would stop for us!" Mrs. Jefferson furiously stated.

Maureen nodded and soon a smile hit her lips. "I have an idea. Follow me."

Mrs. Jefferson eyed the diva with confusion, but she followed along with the diva anyways. Soon they were in the parking garage of the apartment building, and with a giant grin Maureen pulled a cover off of her motorcycle.

"Tada!" Maureen brightly said. "We can weave in and out of traffic with this. It will be way faster than taking a taxi."

"I'm not getting on that thing." Mrs. Jefferson said with disgust.

"Oh come on, your daughter rides it all the time with me." Maureen said. "It's safe trust me."

Mrs. Jefferson backed away from the bike, while Maureen held out a helmet.

"Come on…" The diva taunted. "You want to see Joanne don't you…well what if Mr. Jefferson is on his way to her office right now. If we take my bike there is no doubt that we will beat him there."

"Fine!" Mrs. Jefferson said grabbing the helmet from Maureen's hands. "This thing is going to ruin my hair."

"You'll have the messy curls looks just like me!" Maureen smiled and climbed on the motorcycle, revving it up.

Shortly after Maureen was happily driving her motorcycle in and out of traffic, while Mrs. Jefferson tightly wrapped her arms around Maureen holding on for dear life.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Mrs. Jefferson chanted over and over again, her eyes firmly shut.

All Maureen could do was laugh at the response. "We're almost there."

True to her word, five short minutes later Maureen pulled up in front of Joanne's building and parked her motorcycle.

"I'm alive!" Mrs. Jefferson smiled as she checked over her body.

"Yup! Now come on." Maureen said and the two headed into the building, and towards Joanne's office.

Joanne was sitting at her desk sorting through paper work, until she heard a knock on the door. She looked up and a smile was quickly on her face.

"Honeybear, what are you doing here?" Joanne asked and stood up to greet her girlfriend.

"Your mom wanted to see you." Maureen said and wrapped her arms around Joanne's waist. "We got here by motorcycle!" Maureen giggled and gasped with excitement.

Joanne's eyes went wide. "You took my mother on that thing!?"

Maureen shrugged pulling Joanne close, placing a kiss on her lips. "She wanted to get here fast."

"Where is she?" Joanne asked.

"Fixing her hair in the bathroom." Maureen answered. "So let's take advantage of this alone time." Maureen whispered and began placing kisses along Joanne's neck.

"Joanne?" Mrs. Jefferson called out.

Maureen sighed and pulled away from Joanne. "I'll leave you two alone." With that Maureen left Joanne's office and shut the door.

"Mom what's up?" Joanne asked. "Is something wrong, you came here by motorcycle with Maureen."

"Uh yes." Mrs. Jefferson said. "I have to tell you something about your father."

"What about dad?" Joanne asked.

"Have a seat dear." Mrs. Jefferson said pointing to the chair behind Joanne's desk.

Once they were both seated, Mrs. Jefferson began telling Joanne about Mr. Jefferson cheating, and why she hated Maureen, and other stuff. They were in the office for almost an hour in a half before Mrs. Jefferson came out with puffy red eyes.

Maureen slowly stood up, tossing the magazine she was reading down. "So…"

"Joanne's a little upset." Mrs. Jefferson said. "I think she's a little confused."

Maureen nodded and walked passed Mrs. Jefferson heading for the office, where out of nowhere she was attacked with a hug.

"It's okay Joanne." Maureen said pulling the lawyer close. "They'll talk this over."

"I can't believe my dad would do something like that." Joanne sobbed hiding her facing on Maureen's shoulder.

"Kitten?"

Joanne's head shot up, her eyes falling on her father.

"Get out!" Joanne yelled, her grip tightening on Maureen.

"Honey please, you have to listen to me." Mr. Jefferson said. "It only happened once."

"Why don't all three of you talk?" Maureen suggested. "I'll tell your secretary to cancel any client meetings you had today, and you guys can talk this over as a family."

"Can we please?" Mr. Jefferson asked, hope in his eyes.

"Do it Joanne." Maureen said running her fingers through the lawyer's hair. "Don't let your family fall apart."

Joanne wiped some tears away but nodded. "Fine."

Maureen was once again sitting outside Joanne's office, while the Jefferson's were behind the closed door, trying to work things out. A half hour later Joanne walked out of her office and sat next to Maureen.

"They're talking alone now." Joanne said resting her head on Maureen's shoulder. "Some week this turned out to be huh?"

Maureen smirked. "At least we know why your mom hates me. How'd it go in there?"

Joanne shrugged. "My dad said he cheated because he was drunk, my mom threw a book at him, they argued, and then I left the room."

"Everything will be fine." Maureen said kissing the top of Joanne's head. They both stayed silent for a moment, until Maureen took in a shaky breath and let it out." Uh Joanne?"

"Yeah?" Joanne asked while lifting her head to eye the diva.

"You know…you know I love you right?" Maureen asked a bit nervously.

"Of course I know." Joanne smiled intertwining their fingers together. "You know I love you right?"

"I know." Maureen smirked.

"Where's this coming from?" Joanne asked.

Maureen shrugged. "I don't know, but I love you." She said and leaned in for a kiss, a kiss that sent tingles through her spine.

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First of all thank you for all the encouraging reviews! Hugs you all!

Second of all, I'm not going to show the Mrs. and Mr. Jefferson argument...I'll just talk about what's going.

Anyways...I think there is going to be about 1 or 2 more chapters left...this story didn't turn out the way i had hoped it would, and i just want to end it soon.

Again thanks for all the reviews! ;)