An Eternity With You

Chapter 13

Even though I was in the kitchen, I could feel the tension between them at the dining table. It was incredibly awkward... They were both eating but they continued to stare at each other like they were going to jump across the table. The stifling silence was occasionally broken by the sound of their forks scraping against their plates.

I remained in the kitchen for the time being, as it would be even more awkward for me if I joined them... Suddenly, I hear the doorbell ring. "I'll get it!" I say as I excitedly rush over to the front door. I open the door to see none other than- "Hey, Mike." Jeremy says happily. "Hey, Jerry." I say in the same tone.

"I got what you asked for." He says as he holds up a plastic bag filled with items. "Sweet." I say as I let him inside. As I close the door after letting him in, I hear Jeremy speak. "Where's my hug?" He asks. I turn around and look at him. "You know I don't like hugs." I say. "Yeah, I know. I just like annoying you." He says as he takes a step towards me and then embraces me in a hug.

I couldn't help but laugh at this. He always knew what to do to make me feel better. Even if it was annoying at times. I can't admit it to him but I may have a soft spot for him... Only because we've both been through a lot together. "I hate you." I say sarcastically. "Love you too, dude." He replied. I smiled at this.

"Oh, how did that job offer go by the way?" I ask, suddenly remembering about it. He smiles in response. "Your boy got the job." He says proudly. I gasp in excitement and take a step back. "What position?" I ask eagerly. "I'm the secretary." He says happily. I stand there in awe for a moment.

"You're lying." I say jokingly. "Nope." He replied. "Shut up!" I say happily. "See, I told you that you could do it." I say. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." He says as he rolls his eyes. "Well, now that I'm going to be richer than you, where's my smooch?" He asks. "What smooch? I don't remember promising you a kiss." I question.

"Well, if I'm going to spoil you then I need something else in return." He jokes as he spreads his arms open and starts to walk towards me. "Get away from me!" I laugh as I walk backwards. "C'mon Mikey~" He said in a playful tone, still growing closer to me. I stretch out my arms in front of me to prevent him from getting closer.

He starts making kissing sounds as he holds my wrists, trying to move my arms out of the way. "Okay, okay, enough." I say as we both laugh. "Ahem." I hear Father clear his throat. I had completely forgotten that him and Henry were watching us... "And who's that?" I hear him ask, gesturing at Jeremy. Jeremy and I look at each other briefly before looking back towards him.

"Uhm, Dad this is Jeremy... Jeremy, this is my dad..." I say awkwardly. "Nice to meet you again, sir..." Jeremy said nervously. Father looks at him for a while before saying something. "Likewise." He stated blankly as he went back to eating. "You want some food?" I asked Jeremy as I gestured him to follow me. "I'd love some." He replied happily as he walked behind me.

We both make our way over to the kitchen. "It's pretty tense out there." Jeremy whispered. "Tell me about it." I reply sarcastically. I grab a plate from the cabinet and start placing food on it. "So, when did you guys get reunited...?" He asks. "Very recently. About several days ago." I inform him. "Wasn't very pleasant though..." I mumbled.

"Yeah, I can imagine so..." He stated. We both grow silent. As I finish putting the food on the plate, I hand it over to him. "Thanks." He said with a light smile. "Let me just get a fork for you." I say as I walk over to other side of the kitchen that was closer to the dining table. I peek over the counter to look at the rivals, hoping they would get along.

Fortunately, they were both too preoccupied with finishing their meals than to argue with each other. Although, their plates were now almost empty. This worried me as they would then have nothing to do. I then turn around to Jeremy and make eye contact with him. I quickly move my eyes towards the direction of the dining table and then back to him, gesturing for him to follow me.