I don't own Twilight. Okay, my husband went through our DVR memory and told me that I have saved shows from 2009 that all relate to Rob in some way. Should I keep these shows for my viewing pleasure or should I delete them to make more room? I think he just needs to delete some of his crap and live with it. haha
This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.
There will be alternate POV's every day. They are both pretty damn talkative now!
Reviewer of the day goes to…. flutterfli who said, "I definitely got a chuckle out of Esme's outburst at the end of the last chapter. I had a feeling that they have known for some time. Hope they still get to go on the roadtrip. E/C are both so open and loving. Glad they are supportive. Keep getting Edwards's room together Esme, I believe he is going to need it." You don't know how scared I was to post last night. I know it was an ideal coming out process and they unfortunately aren't all like that, but I just had to go with what I felt C and E would say to the boys. I'm so glad you all liked it!
Chapter 85 - Room
J-
Watching my mom launch herself in Edward's arms was not what I expected to happen when I came out to my parents. I mean, what the hell? I'm her son, not Edward!
But, that's just like her. She always knows the right thing to do or say. I think she understood that this was a lot harder for Edward to do than me, even if we were telling my parents and not his. I don't even want to think about what will happen when that day comes.
Since mom has a strangle hold on my boy, I look over at dad and start over toward him. In all honestly, he was the one I was most afraid of telling. I knew that mom would love me no matter what, but I guess I just had a fear that dad would be upset with me. Guys around here don't talk about their feelings. Hell, we hide that shit and just keep it buried deep inside. It's a sign of weakness to show you're vulnerable. It's not right, but it's just the way it is. My dad made me into the man I am right now, so I'm hoping he'll be able to forgive me if I've disappointed him.
"Dad, are you okay with this?"
I'm encouraged by his smile, and the fact that he hasn't started screaming yet.
"Son, I don't think I've ever been more proud of you than I am right at this moment. I know that had to be a difficult thing to do, and you did it with your head held high."
Reaching for me, he pulls me into his arms. We hardly ever do this anymore. It's another one of those guy things, I guess. Hugging your mom is one thing, but you just don't hug it out with your dad. I have to admit, I've missed it.
"You're not disappointed in my choice are you dad, because honestly it wasn't really a choice at all. When I saw him, I just knew."
Dad starts to chuckle as he pulls away from me.
"Oh Jasper, you poor thing. Looks like you and I are more a like than I realized. When I saw your mom, it was the exact same thing. I just knew she was the love of my life."
I can't believe he actually understands. He feels the same way about mom as I feel about Edward. That's kind of gross to think about, but beautiful at the same time.
"I guess that makes us whipped then doesn't it?"
"You have no idea, Jasper. I'd feel sorry for you if it wasn't for the fact that I'll be enjoying every minute of watching you do whatever Edward asks you to do."
Damn, he's right. I could never say no to my boy. No wonder my mom gets along so well with Edward. They're just alike!
We both start laughing, and I decide I better rescue Edward before mom cries all over him some more.
After hugging mom, I have to know how long she's known. I'm shocked that she saw something from the very first time we were together around her.
Are all mom's psychic like she is?
Dad tells mom to behave, and I think that shit is hilarious since she never listens to anyone and just does as she pleases.
I walk over to Edward because I need to be closer to him. I think he's okay with everything that's happened, but I need him to know that I'm here for him if he needs me.
Dad is still holding onto mom, and now Edward and I are shoulder to shoulder across from them. I want to reach out and hold him too, but I don't want to push my luck. I also don't want to put in their heads the fact that they've been letting my boyfriend spend the night in my room every weekend for the past few weeks.
Shit, I hope they don't say anything about that.
"So, I guess that's all we wanted to talk to you about. We'll just be leaving."
I grab Edwards shirt and try to pull him out of the room quickly, but mom is too fast.
"Hold on there, you two. I think we have a couple of things we need to discuss before you leave."
Groaning, I squeeze my eyes shut and sigh in defeat.
We are so fucked.
.
E-
I knew it wouldn't be that easy. There was no way we were going to be able to walk into that room and drop this kind of bomb and just walk out again with everything staying the same. I know that's what Jasper and I hoped, and maybe if it was just Carlisle that would have happened, but not with Esme.
That woman is too damn observant for her own good if you ask me.
"Mom, please don't embarrass me. If you want, we can talk about everything after Edward leaves, okay?"
What the hell? I don't want him to have to go through this alone.
"Jasper, it is not my intention to embarrass you, but I do want to talk about some things. I think Edward is a part of this family and should be included."
Hell, yes! I agree with Esme. I smile over at her, then turn toward Jasper I'm sure with a very upset face.
"I'm sorry, but you've seen how she's been acting the past twenty-four hours. Who knows what the hell she's going to say."
That makes Carlisle and I chuckle, but Esme just raises her eyebrow at her son. She's not amused.
"Very funny, Jasper. It was your dad's fault he got me drunk. You can't blame me for that."
Carlisle looks like he's about to protest, but shuts up quickly when Esme gives him the eye. Wow, she's going to have to show me how to do that.
"So, let's talk about how we're going to handle this. Jasper, I know you're going to be eighteen in a few months and will be able to make your own decisions at that time, but until then you live under our roof and our rules, understand?"
Damn, this is so not good. Esme is in mom mode right now, and that cannot be a good thing for us.
"Jasper, when Edward stays over from now on, I think he should stay in the guest room."
"But mom, please!"
"Wait. I want you to hear me out. Jasper, I'm not going to be policing the hallways to see if Edward is really in his room, but Edward honey that room is yours if you want it."
What did she mean?
"The room is mine? I don't know what you're talking about, Esme."
"Well, come here and let me show you."
We follow her down the hallway to the room closest to the stairway. The door is shut and I realize that this is the room that she's been going in and out of ever since I started coming inside with Jasper for lunch during the week. If she wasn't in the kitchen, she was in this room.
She doesn't open the door right away. She turns back to me and grabs my hand.
"Edward, I'm sure Jasper told you about how Carlisle and I wanted more children, but could never have any."
I just nod my head, and grab onto Jasper's hand with my other one. I don't care if it bothers them or not. I know hearing his mom talk about this is hard for him to hear.
"Well, this room always made me sad, because it was meant for someone who never came. Then you came into Jasper's life, and I knew then what I had to do."
Swinging the door open, I'm assaulted by the smell of fresh paint. Slowly walking into the room, I'm rendered speechless by it.
The room is absolutely perfect. The walls are the color of Jasper's eyes with a border of white around the top. There's a desk with a computer, and a lovely antique dresser. The pictures on the wall are a mix of the Chicago skyline and scenes from farms and fields of corn. It's a mix of the new and old me.
The bed is as big as Jasper's with what looks like a soft, grey bedspread and lots of different color blue pillows all over it.
I know I can't speak, so I look at Jasper to see what his reaction to this is.
He looks so proud of his mom. Releasing my hand, he rushes over to Esme and picks her up in a tight hug. I can't help the tears that come to my eyes. I try to not let them fall, but I lose the battle when I look over and see Carlisle with the same problem.
He walks over and puts his arm around me.
"Do you like it?"
I have to laugh, because I love it more than he can possibly know. Not because of the room itself, but because of the love and caring that went into making it perfect for me.
"Carlisle, there are no words. Are you okay with this?"
"We talked about as soon as Esme heard about your dad. Even if you and Jasper weren't together, we wanted you to have a place that you could call home."
I don't deserve this. I don't deserve the love that these three people have given me. It's almost overwhelming.
Jasper and Esme walk up to us smiling. Their eyes are red, but they look so happy. The petite little woman who has rocked my world looks up at me and seems hesitant.
"Do you like it, Edward?"
Funny, it's the same question her husband asked. They both must be crazy if they think I don't fucking love what they did for me.
"I love it. I love it so much, Esme."
She looks relived. I grab her and give her a hug and kiss her cheek. She beams up at me, as she walks over to the bed and sits on it.
"Wow, that bed looks really comfortable, Edward. Maybe we should just sleep in here."
I gasp at his words, and look over at him like he's lost his fucking mind.
Esme is has fallen back on the bed, well I guess my bed, and is giggling like a little school girl. She comes up for some air and wipes the tears of laughter from her eyes.
"Thanks for reminding me, Jasper. I'd forgotten all about wanting to talk to you about this. So, what do you think we should do about your road trip next weekend?"
I knew things were going to good. Are they going to let Jasper go with me on our trip now?
The blue room has arrived! Most of you guessed what our darling Esme was up to in there. So now that they know, do you think they'll make some harsh rules for the boys or will they have to do some sneaking around. You know Rose's room is in between their rooms, right? :) Think the road trip will get cancelled?
I should never doubt you guys. I always have that moment of fear before I hit the button to post every chapter, but you never let me down. Love you all!
See you tomorrow!