I don't own Degrassi.
I made Adam and his family Mexican, I know most ppl make them Puerto Rican but I'm Familiar with Mexico not Puerto Rico.
In the spanish convos the translation is in parentheses next to it.
Adam and Fiona walked out of the hotel in silence as they waited for the valet to bring Adam's car around.
"So this isn't awkward at all" Adam said as he uncomfortably laughed.
"I know, why is this so weird I mean we were engaged and now we can't even start up a conversation"
"I think that's exactly why we can't start a conversation, we went from knowing everything about one another to not speaking for 3 years it kind of makes it hard to reconnect." Just then a red 1969 Camaro Z28 with black racing stripes pulled up.
"This is me" Adam said opening the passenger side door for Fiona, she slid inside to see the black and red leather interior, the seats were obviously customized the seats had the same tattoo he had over his chest on the seats, which only made her smile.
"Wow this is a really nice car" Adam grinned the car was his prized possession he had saved up all the money he could to fix up the piece of junk that the car once was.
"Yeah I know, it took me about a year to get it into this condition."
"You did all this on your own"
"Kind of, during the summers I work as a mechanic so I picked up a few things, that way I'd only need to pay for parts and do the labor myself."
"I'm impressed, and look were having a civilized conversation" they laughed and suddenly the tension they'd felt was slowly melting away.
"So what mall do you want to go to"
"Let's go to Rodeo Drive"
"You want to go to LA?"
"Yes, where else would we get good clothes"
"That's a little far, don't you think, were talking a two hour drive"
"Well what do you suggest?"
"How about Fashion Valley its not Rodeo Drive but its somewhat to your caliber."
"Okay then, Fashion Valley it is." They drove to the mall and stepped out into the sun.
"So where do you usually go when you buy clothes?"
"Well I go into JcPenney get shorts, t shirts and go home in about half an hour" Fiona started to laugh at how much he really didn't care what he wore.
"What's so funny?"
"You really have no fashion sense"
"What can I say I'm a simple man with simple needs"
"Well not today, today I choose your clothes and you'll just have to accept it" he smiled, he didn't think that being with her again would make him miss her so much. Why in the world did he let her go why couldn't he have talked to her about Italy instead of making a total jackass move and shattering her heart and ignoring his own. I think I'm falling in love with her again…woah what the hell did I just think that, oh crap I'm such a fucking idiot.
"Alright Fiona I'm your doll do with me what you will, just be gentle" he smiled at her. Fiona laughed he was still a big flirt.
"Oh trust me I plan to" she then walked ahead of him, he looked at her walk away feeling his shorts start to tighten Oh great, now I'm over excited quick what's a mood killer… got it MOM, alright then that worked really well.
"Adam are you coming or what"
"NO, I mean yeah right behind you" as he caught up to her his hand grazed hers and they both felt a jolt run up their hands.
"Alright so I think the best way for us to catch up is to play 21 questions"
"Really, isn't that a little childish?"
"Do you have a better idea, Adam"
"No, okay you want to go first"
"Okay but remember you have to be completely honest no matter how painful it is to answer" Adam swallowed hard, something told him this was going to be an unpleasant but necessary game, he just nodded yes. They walked into the first store Aramani Exchange.
"Before we start, what kind of clothes do you prefer to wear?"
"Mostly shorts and tees, you could say I don't have much style"
"Well you can't wear shorts everyday, do you?"
"Pretty much, I mean this is San Diego it's always really hot, I had like 3 pairs of jeans, and like one suit" Fiona laughed, this was going to be a long day. They roamed the store getting 4 pairs of v neck logo shirts, 3 beaters, 5 t-shirts, and 4 belted utility shorts. The entire time they made casual conversation, Adam was starting to sweat why hadn't she asked the first question it was killing him that she didn't ask it already.
"I though you were going to change my wardrobe this is pretty much what I always get" he said looking at the clothes she had picked out.
"Well I'm starting with your comfort zone, but now we move on to the changes" she then continued to get utility and plaid shirts. Well at lest these are all short sleeved shirts, I can't remember the last time I buttoned a shirt. Waiting for her questions was really starting to get annoying.
"Fiona are you going to ask me something soon, the anticipation is killing me" Fiona stopped looking at the jeans and turned around to face him, she wasn't sure which question to ask him she had so many.
"Okay let's start with an easy one, what are you studying right now?" Adam sighed well at least he could breathe a little easier maybe she would go easy on him.
"Well Eli already told me that if I finish out school with good marks, that I can intern in his office and then hopefully that turns into a promotion, so right now I'm just taking some graphic design, English, and business classes, oh and two language courses." She was impressed he had buckled down and focused on his studies, when she last saw him he was talking about working at a gym and that was his only goal.
"Wow, so what languages are you taking?" Adam blushed and he mumbled something.
"What, I didn't get that" he looked up at her.
"I said French and Italian" why did telling her that make him blush.
"Why those languages"
"I started for you, but then I enjoyed it and I stuck with it" Fiona smiled, that's why he blushed.
"For me?"
"Yeah I wanted to be able to be able to tell you how much I loved you when we were with other people without getting teased for showing you how much you meant to me." He turned around to look at other clothes to not see her face when he said that. She decided to change the subject before she said something that would make them both uncomfortable.
"So when did you gain religion" he turned around with a quizzical expression, so she pointed at his cross.
"Oh, yeah well I'd always been Catholic I just didn't embrace it until a little after our break up"
"Is there a story behind it or…"
"There is but it's a little long"
"Well we got all day, I'm all ears" Adam took a deep breath, he didn't like talking about his dark period or as Drew called it the DSP (Drunk Slut Phase).
After Adam broke off his engagement he went back to San Diego, why stick around Toronto the rest of the summer when everywhere he looked he could see Fiona. The first thing he did was call Drew so that they could drown his sorrows in Tequila.
"I don't know if this is a good idea I mean shouldn't you cry or something to let out your frustrations"
"Drew are you honestly telling me to cry instead of drink"
"Fine, don't get nasty with me, but don't come to me when you do something stupid in your drunk haze." Adam just waved him off, he didn't need someone telling him how to deal with his break up. Him and Drew got completely drunk that night, then when Adam woke up he continued his bender he then did it again the next day and soon it had been a week.
"I'm getting really worried he just drinks and drinks all day everyday, how has he not died yet" Eli told Drew as they looked at a sleeping Adam.
"Because he sleeps a lot so he sobers up a little then starts all over again."
"Don't you think we should get him to stop or something, this can't be healthy, does he even eat?"
"Yeah he eats, mostly sandwiches to soak up some of the alcohol, just let him deal with this he can't do this forever one more week and then we'll intervene if he doesn't get better" Eli nodded and they stepped out of his room.
Adam continued to drink in the following week, on the first day into the next week he started to go out to bars with his fake ID. He would drink then leave with some random girl. He'd wake up in some strange apartment next to a naked girl then head back to the bar.
"Okay it's been a week and not only does he keep drinking but now he's hooking up with random girls left and right, who knows if he's caught anything" Drew looked at his brother drunkenly flirting with some girl, it was time to intervene.
"You're right, enough is enough but I don't think we can do this alone he's not going to listen to us, he needs to sober up then we'll be able to reason with him" Eli nodded.
"Okay, but how are we going to manage that." Drew just smiled
"We're going to Mexico"
"Why the hell are we going to Mexico?"
"Because I know who can knock some sense into him" that night they followed Adam and whoever took him home that night and then kidnapped him when he was asleep.
Adam woke up to a scorching morning, he was sweating really bad, he looked around where the hell was he. He stepped outside the little house and was surrounded by dessert and cactuses. What the hell he knew this place, but how, just then he felt a hand on his shoulder he turned around to face his grandfather.
"Abuelito?" (Granpa?)
"Adan, entiendo que tu Corazon te duele, y hora te la pasas de boracho" (Adam, I hear your heart hurts so now you spend your time drunk) Adam felt guilty his grandfather had accepted who Adam was immediately, and Adam had great respect for the man and now he was looking at him with such disappointment that it hurt him to look into his eyes.
"Perdoneme pero no se come parar el dolor que siento, la quiero mucho y es la cosa mas importante de mi vida, y hora no la tengo y el alcol me ayuda olvidar cuanto la quiero" (Forgive me but I don't know how to stop this pain, I love her so much she's the most important thing in my life, and now I don't have her and the alcohol helps me forget how much I love her.) His grandfather pulled him into a hug and Adam silently cried into his grandfathers shoulder.
"No te jusgo, pero tienes que dejarte sentir todo ese dolor, coma mas quieres moverte adelante, le debes dar gracias a dios que no te moriste al consumir puro alcol por dos semanas." (I'm not judging you, but you need to let yourself feel all that pain, how else can you move forward, you should thank god that you didn't die from drinking nothing but alcohol for two weeks straight.)
"Te quiero mucho abuelito, pero lo dudo que dios le importe que hago me dejo nacer en un cuerpo que odie" (I love you grandpa but I doubt god cares what I do he let me be born into a body I hated) Adam's grandfather looked at Adam with sympathy in his eyes, he knew how much his grandson struggled with who he was and that probably felt god was punishing him.
"Aunque no lo creas, dios te quiere si no te quisiera ya estubieras muerto, cuantes veces sentistes que deberias morir pero alguien te ayudaba olvidar ese sentimiento, no tienes que creer en dios pero tienes que entender que alqguien arriba te esta cuidando" (Even if you don't believe, god loves you if he didn't you'd be dead. How many times did you think you should die, but someone helped you forget that feeling, you don't have to believe in god but you do need to understand that someone's watching over you.) Adam was hesitant religion was never a big deal in his house, but his grandpa was telling him that he should believe in something to get through his hard times. Adam stayed with his grandfather for two weeks, he'd talk to his grandpa about everything from his struggles of being transgender to what happened with Fiona. His grandfather just listened to everything Adam told him and gave as much advice and encouragement as he could. While in Mexico Adam helped his grandfather on the farm and in return he gave in to his grandfathers request of baptizing him. He told Adam that he should be reborn as the man he always wanted to be. At the end of the ceremony he handed him a silver chain with a cross.
"Abuelito no puedo aceptar esto, te adeber costado mucho" (Granpa I can't accept this, it must have cost a lot) Adam started to hand the chain back to his grandpa.
"No me costo nada, mi padre me dio esta cadena, se la hiba a dar a tu papa pero se murio antes te que pudiera so hora te la doy a ti, y no lo trates como que estoy empujando mi relijion en tu cara pero es un recuerdo que pienses con tu Corazon" (It didn't cost me a thing, my father gave me this necklace, I was going to give it to your father but he died before I could. So now I'm giving it to you, don't see it as me shoving my religion in your face, take it as a reminder to think with your heart.) Adam felt a tear fall down his cheek and he hugged his grandfather.
"Gracias por todo" (thanks for everything) Adam's grandfather just smiled at him, the next day Adam went home and buckled down only drinking recreationally, not to mask his feelings.
"Wow, you're grandfather sounds like quite a man, I'd love to meet him" Fiona said, she had no idea how much the break up had hurt him, she assumed that she was the only one whose heart hurt.
"Yeah he really is, maybe one day." They walked into other stores, talking about lighter topics like her fashion career, and how it was going to be great to be expanding her business.
"I'm really proud of you Fiona, I always knew you were going to do great things with your life"
"Thank you, you're not doing too bad for yourself either" Adam smiled, he was glad he let Fiona bring him shopping it felt like they were getting back to a comfortable relationship.
"Okay so you asked me four questions I think it's my turn" Fiona lightly laughed but then she saw Adam freeze and stare straight ahead, she followed his gaze to see Anya and someone who looked like an older version of Anya.
The two just looked at one another, it was weird looking at someone you loved two days ago look at you with such obvious disdain.
"Anya, Mrs. McPhearson how are you?" Adam tried hard to not let his voice crack, he knew how much he'd hurt Anya and hadn't expected to see her so soon.
"Well it didn't take you long to run back to her, did it. But what could I expect you never stopped loving her I was just a place holder until she came back, Wasn't I?" Anya sounded so angry, he had never heard her speak with so much hate.
"I..I didn't, I wasn't… I did love you" he didn't know what to say.
"We welcomed you into our family with open arms, accepted you completely and you repay us with what, breaking Anya's hurt and then flaunting your whore in public, you should be ashamed wait until I call your mother." Anya's mom stepped forward before Adam could say anything and slapped him just as hard as Anya had 2 days ago. Anya looked at Fiona and started to step forward to slap her but Adam stepped in front of her.
"What a night in shinning armor, you don't want your bitch of a princess to get hurt" Adam instead got slapped again, he could feel his cheek burn but didn't move, Anya and her mom left and he just turned to watch them leave making sure they didn't come back to yell at him some more. Fiona just stood still, as she watched the reunion unravel before her, she didn't know what to say that was intense to say the least, she looked at Adam and his eyes were watery, she could see how much pain he was in, it broke her own heart to see him so upset. She turned him to face her and pulled him into a hug she could hear him swallowing his tears down.
"Maybe we should have driven two hours" she laughed at how he could joke when he was clearly in pain, he stepped back and he had a smile on his face but his cheek had gotten really red.
"You want to go home we got…" Adam shook his head no, he wanted to spend the rest of his day happy, shopping with Fiona, he didn't care if Anya slapped him a million more times.
"No, I rather be out shopping with you, then moping around" they turned around to continue his shopping and he felt her hand intertwine with his.
She wasn't done grilling him but right now he needed to be comforted not interrogated.
Alright that's Chp 11, I though I'd leave it on a happy note for a change.
Fiona's not done grilling Adam but for the moment she'll let him relax a little. (Next they'll hit maybe one more store then more drama of course)
I'd like to hear some ideas of what you guys want to see happen, and I'll try my best to incorporate them.