Just Get Me Flowers (A Pedro Pascal story)

Chapter 3//Cursed

I apologize to Pedro who sweetly just said he was happy we got to talk. I waited with him for a while until a car showed up. We say our goodbyes and as he leaves I hear him say hi to whoever was in the car. Once he leaves I turn to steven asking him why I feel so sad over a complete stranger. 

Steven walks me home having met my mother the hand full of times she randomly showed up at my jobs to discuss something or complain about something in the house. Steven knows about my situation and knows about my and my mom's relationship. Steven and I talked about many things including my "Curse" hence just another reason I'm keeping Pedro at arm's length although it feels kind of difficult considering how much I am starting to like talking to him. 

"Willow you're not cursed" I stop and stare at him until he stops and looks at me. 

"Steven... EVERY. SINGLE. GOD DAMN RELATIONSHIP ENDS." I can feel tears prick at my eyes as I speak "IT ENDS....it ends right before a holiday..." I start to cry from anger "Steven I've been dumped, cheated on, and ghosted on or right before the holidays" he just stands there letting me talk knowing how much I need the emotional release. "So Yes I am cursed hence why I haven't dated since I was eighteen" He slowly steps forward and gives me a hug.

We stand there for a moment as he lets me cry into his shoulder. When we part he wipes my tears away before saying "Wills you're not cursed and I think you should give it a shot love is something beautiful that I know you deserve and it seems that Pedro really likes you" I laugh shaking my head a bit "Thats my girl... now your birthday is coming up in a few days what can I get you?" I think for a moment as we start walking again. That's when I see the flowers on my doorstep from my uncles Nick and Jona. 

I smile "Just get me flowers that's all I really want" with a nod and a small smile as he too sees the flowers. 

After dads death uncle Jona wanted to continue sending me flowers when they can. When I see them it makes me think of my dad and I can't help but smile. Mom never liked is and used to throw them out but as I got older I learned the truth and she knew she couldn't get rid of them anymore.

"Are you working at The Shack or The Flower Shop tomorrow?" Steven asked stalling me from walking into the house which I appreciate. 

'um... The flower shop why? do you need me to make Mickey a flower bouquet for your anniversary?" he nodded and laughed about how I always seem to "read his mind" I tell him to get to the shop around noon and that I'd make him a bouquet for Mickey with his favorite flowers along with a small sweet card. Steven captures me in a bear hug making me laugh. I waved goodbye as I walked inside. 

Mickey and Steven have been married for five years. They met when Steven was still in the military and they got married right before Steven got deployed for his third tour. When Steven returned he left the military and got a job at The Surf Shack where he eventually became a bouncer. We became friends quickly after we met. Steven is only a few years older than me and is like my older brother. I've met Mickey a few times and I've happily seen the way he and Steven get along. They are an amazing couple. 

When I walk into the house it's dark and I make my way to the kitchen in the dark through memory. I open the fridge to grab a bottle of water and take a swig I close the door to the fridge dropping my water when I see my mom behind the door. "FUCK MA!" I instantly grab a towel off the counter to try and soak up the water. 

She stands there for a moment with a slightly judgmental glare that I don't think she realizes is on her face. "Why are you coming into the house so late? I wanted to have dinner with you" I could feel my jaw tighten slightly as I took a deep breath. I push up off the ground and throw the rag in the sink before pointing at the calendar hanging on the fridge to today's date reads 

:(@The Surf Shack until around 1 AM)

"I was at work mama I told you when you called and asked before getting on your flight I also recall mentioning I'd have dinner with you tomorrow after working at the flower shop..." I take a breath realizing how harsh I sound. "I'm sorry I wasn't clear about that mama I'll think to be more clear next time." She looks annoyed and quite disappointed. 

"Well then... Dinner tomorrow" She turns from me and walks away before I can ask where we would be having dinner. She leaves me feeling quite uncomfortable and frustrated. I grab another bottle and head to my room feeling drained. I change into some pajamas before sitting in bed and pulling out my laptop. I debate for a moment before logging into my laptop and looking up Pedro Pascal. I scroll through a few articles about him before Fifer hops on my bed. 

"Oh, Fifer I'm so screwed I mean look at him" I glance at Fifer who is happily curled up and staring at me for a moment. I lightly pet her before clicking on an interview. I watch it and smile at how genuine he seems even in an interview where he is being examined with a fine tooth comb. I close my laptop and choose to join Fifer in sleep. Because if I'm going to be dealing with mom I might as well have plenty of energy.