Son: That was actually really fun Charlotte I had a fun time Charlotte: Yeah, and you were actually really great talking to her, when she came and talked to me she was all scared and angry and sad, but when you were finished talking to her, she was calm and nice, what did you say to her anyway? Son: I just told her about my life so far, Charlotte: Oh, is your life....bad? Son: My life isn't bad *sighs and looks down* its just not at its best right now... Charlotte: Well, everyone has their down days, its normal *smiles* Son: So Charlotte, Charlotte: Yeah? Son: Did you ask Johny to the dance? Charlotte: Well, yes....why? Son: Nothing, just had to make sure Charlotte: Oh, ok, Son: I have to get going, my mom is making me breakfast.. Charlotte: Ok *smiles* see ya around ok? Son: *nods* ok *walks off to his house with his head down* Maybe I should enter that fair, I need someone to convince me not to kill myself right now....
Son:*walks in house* Hey, mom Mom: Hey honey, you have been gone for 20 minutes...where have you been? Son: At a fair Mom: And it takes you 20 minutes to get back? Son: Look, mom, Im sorry, Mom: Ok, its ok sweety here *hands plate of breakfast* I made you breakfast, Son: *sniffs food* Umm...mom? Mom: Yes sweety? Son: This food smells funny, Mom: Oh, its just....because..ummm, I....put extra seasoning! Son: Oh, ok*sits at table and begins to eat* Mom: How is it honey? Son: Its good *continues to eat* Mom: Hmmmm, Son: Mom, *vision starts to get blurry* I...what's going on? Mom: Shhh, everything is fine, honey, just keep eating.. Son: My head.... *feels head* Mom: *pulls out a bottle of sleeping peels and smirks* Son: M-m-mom *lays head on table and falls asleep*
*doorbell rings* Mom: Oh damnit! *gets up and walks to door and opens it surprised to find her husband standing at the door* Jacob?!? What are you doing here? Jacob: What the hell do you think Monica? I came here to get my stuff, Monica: You have nothing here! Jacob: *pushes pass her and walks in* Yeah, your right, I came here to check on my son, Monica: For the first time in his whole life, Jacob: Don't start with me Monica, Monica: I think I should ok? Your son feels neglected and not loved, Jacob: Well, that's why I came here to make it right! Monica: 17 years to late Jacob Jacob: Oh I have not been 17 years late, I have been there for him Monica: THATS A LIE JACOB! HE TOLD ME HOW MUCH YOU HURT HIM! Jacob: HOW DARE YOU WOMAN! I HAVE GIVEN THAT BOY EVERYTHING, WHEN HE FELT SAD I CHEERED HIM UP, I WAS THERE WHEN HE SPRANGED HIS ANKLE FROM FLIPPING AROUND WITH HIS FRIENDS! I WAS THE ONE THAT BOUGHT IN FOOD WHEN HE WAS HUNGRY, I WAS THE ONE THAT TOOK ALL MY PRECIOUS TIME TO TEACH HIM HOW TO RIDE A BIKE!THAT WASNT YOU MONICA, THAT WAS ME!!!! Monica: You think that was enough? WHAT ABOUT HIS FIRST EVER BASKETBALL GAME IN HIS FRESHMAN YEAR! HE EXPECTED YOU TO BE THERE FOR HIM AND WHAT DID YOU GO DO? YOU RAN OFF TO FLORIDA FOR ONE OF YOUR CLIENTS INSTEAD OF SIT THROUGH ONLY 20 MINUTES OF LOOKING AT YOUR SON PLAY!!! YOU THINK THAT YOU HAVE A WOMAN THAT LOVES YOU FOR YOU? THE FIRST SECOND SHE GETS SHES GONNA TAKE YOUR MONEY AND RUN OFF WITH IT,BUT ME JACOB, I was there when you needed me, I loved you even when we were broke and had no way of getting money, I was there, I was always there! And for you to leave me, was the dumbest mistake you ever made! Jacob: No, my biggest mistake was meeting you, and starting a family with you, that's my biggest mistake, Son: Oh really? Dad: *turns around and sees son and smiles* Oh, h-hey champ I was just gonna- Son: You regretted having me? Dad: No, no son, I just regretted- Son: Meeting my mom and starting a family with her, yeah, I know...*storms out front door and walks always from house* Monica: See, look what you have done, he knew that you never cared for him, but this was just to another level, *shakes head* Just get whatever you need to and get the hell out, the sooner you do, the better I feel...
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Jacob: *sighs and walks out front door* And by the way Monica, I don't need anything from you, I have everything I need... ----------------------------------- Meanwhile.... Son: *mumbles to self while walking fastly down the sidewalk, walks into a nearby coffee shop and sits at a table stares down at his hands as a tear falls down his eyes* Waitress: Hey, you gonna order? Son: *looks up* Umm, no Waitress: Hey, you ok? Son: *shrugs* I'm ok *wipes tear and looks down sniffing* Waitress: *sits across from him* There is definently something wrong, I never seen a guy cry before.. Son: I'm not crying I'm just....reacting to allergies Waitress: Yeah, right I'm Olivia, Son: I'm Dustin, Olivia: Cool name, Dustin: Yours is cool too Olivia: Nah, my name is all peachy and pretty, it doesn't describe me at all Dustin: What name does describe you? Olivia: Ria Dustin: How is Ria a name that describes you, I mean you have black hair and blue eyes, Olivia: Ria as in the name of the viliness companion of Shoremackon's army, its from my favorite show, The Glactic Timepole. Dustin: Cool, I usually watch Spongebob Olivia: *giggles* Yeah, I guess that's a good show too, Dustin: What else are you interested in? Olivia: Oh you know, just about everything that has to do with Science Fiction Dustin: Really? You don't seem like the science fiction type, more like the type that watches vampire movies and is the gotic type that likes to listen to Shread And Tears Olivia: Who said I didn't listen to Shread and Tears *takes sugar packet and pours into hand* Dustin: *shrugs* If you did I kinda figured Olivia: *licks Sugar off hand and smiles at Dustin throwing Sugar packet at Dustin* Dustin:*smiles and pours sugar into hand while looking at Olivia* Olivia: I gotta get going Runt, *gets up and walks to counter* Dustin: Olivia? Olivia: *turns around and smiles* Yes? Dustin: Will I see you again? Olivia: *chuckles and looks at Dustin* We'll see,