My Safe Haven (BxB)

Chapter XLVIII - Decisions

Andrew's POV – 27 November 2019 (Wednesday)

I would be lying if I said I slept a wink last night, because the truth is, I didn't. After hours and hours of tossing and turning, trying to figure what may have caused Christian's mood to falter so suddenly last night, I just couldn't figure it out.

I mean, the dinner was going so well, and he was fine throughout, but something just changed midway. It's almost as if someone said something that he didn't like, but I couldn't pinpoint what that could possibly be considering that the conversations we had yesterday were just jolly and downright crazy.

After he left, that's when the tension got thicker and Paul couldn't handle it either, so he left. After Paul left, Jenny tidied up in silence while I tried to figure out what we may have done wrong. What I may have done wrong. But much like right now, every time I tried, I couldn't get why he behaved like that. I even tried asking him when he brought my bag much like he had promised, but he just down right ignored me. Goodness, what did I do now?

"Andrew" Jenny calls from the door leading down the basement. "Are you up?"

"Yeah" I respond, rolling off the bed.

"I think we should talk about what happened yesterday?" she says, the statement sounding more like a question, as she went down the stairs, only to stop in front of me.

"I've been up all night trying to figure out where I went wrong" I sigh.

"Hey sweetheart, what makes you think you're in the wrong in all of this?"

"I'm stupid" I state in a duh tone. "I say things that I'm not supposed to say. I do things I'm not supposed to do...and they hurt Christian, I know. So I probably said or did something that he didn't like..."

"But did you see his expression Andrew?" she interrupts. "That boy looked distraught, and I don't think there's anything you said last night that would've hurt him to the point of being on the verge of bursting into a crying mess."

"I know Christian Auntie, he's not the type of person who gets emotional and mad over petty things...I know there's something I did."

"Firstly, if you still want to live and get married to Christian and have little Adrians running around, then you'll never call me auntie again" she reprimands. "Secondly, if you're so convinced that you're at fault in all of this, then how about we retrace your steps..."

"Adrians?" I ask, genuinely confused.

Jen rolls her eyes at me, "Andrew plus Christian, is Adrian. And don't even ask about the 'n' because 'Andrian' doesn't make sense" she explains, making me chuckle.

"You're crazy" I joke.

"I know I am, but you marrying Christian is not crazy right?" she says teasingly, making heat rise to my cheeks.

"You..."

"You better not deny it!" she says, pointing her index finger at me threateningly. "I see the way he looks at you, I see the way you look at him, you guys are mad for one another..." she pauses "...madly in love. So seeing what I saw yesterday, I know I have to step in and mediate."

"Thanks Doctor Phil" I joke again, only to get an unimpressed look from Jen.

"Try joking some other time, for now let's figure out why your man is sad" she says, sitting on the bed, and I join her. "The dinner was going well, until the whole trip thing came about."

"But he can't be mad because of a trip" I clarify.

"Or maybe he's just sad you'll be living him alone, who knows?"

"But Jen, I've spent all of last month with him, so I don't think me leaving him for a few days would've made him that upset."

"You're leaving him alone...for thanksgiving Andrew." OH NO.

The day I broke up with him, the day he had that accident...he told me. He freaking told me that he always spent thanksgiving alone, and I was about to do just that...

"If your eyes grow any wider, I can bet you they're going to fall out of your eyes and roll down the floor like large marbles" Jenny says, interrupting my thoughts. What kind of boyfriend am I? What kind of person am I?

"Andrew!" Jen yells, bringing me back to reality once more. "It seems like you've figured out why he's sad, so...?" she asks, looking at me expectantly.

"If I tell you, I know you'll make me feel a lot more horrible about myself than I already do..."

"So you really are at fault in all of this" she punches my shoulder.

"Ouch! That hurt!" I yell, rubbing my shoulder in an attempt to ease the pain.

"Well you hurt Christian, so you deserved that."

"Hello? I'm your nephew here" I say in disbelief. I know I'm wrong but she's supposed to be on my side...right?

"And hello to you too, that's my nephew-in law that you hurt" she fires back.

"Nephew in law? That doesn't exist Jen."

"I know it doesn't but that's not the point here."

"I thought family came first..."

"Yes it does come first, but that doesn't mean I get to stand on your side even when you're in the wrong. I love you, but if you're wrong I have to call you out."

"Yeah" I say lowly, hanging my head in shame.

"Now go fix your things with your man before we leave for the airport, Paul and his sisters will be here in 45" she says, getting up to leave.

So what do I do now? Do I continue my bad boyfriend streak and leave Christian alone for the next couple of days or do I stay here and never get an opportunity to have a flying experience...

"Whatever you're thinking of, go for Plan A" Jenny says interrupting my thoughts. "I can see the gears in your head spinning like crazy and you want to decide, so I say go for Plan A."

"Why A?"

"The most important option to you, is the one you think of first" she says, before patting me on my back and walking to the stairs, dragging her feet as she ascended, and finally closes the door shut as soon as she made it out.

Michigan it is, I guess...

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