You Don't Know Me | A Andy Gibb What If Story

Chapter 49

With Thanksgiving being on the horizon once more, I was nervous as hell. My parents would be flying in 3 weeks and I was excited but nervous.

After work, I was constantly jotting down things I needed to do and getting picked up before their arrival. Andy of course had to bring me back down into reality every day.

A week before Thanksgiving, I hired a cleaner to clean the carpets professionally. Though my parents had been here in the spring,  I wanted to make sure it was perfect. I was a different person than I was in March. 

"I don't know why you did this," Violet remarked as we sat out on the back porch.

The loudness of the carpet cleaners was starting to get annoying but I had to be home while they did it. So, my usual Saturday out with Violet was turned into a day at home.

" I want my parents to see especially my mom that I am doing the best I can as an adult. I may be 26 but I don't want my parents to think also just cause I got into a relationship I've lost my values as a person," I explained to Violet as I took a sip of my drink.

It was an unusually nice day with the sunshine out. Violet was working away on another painting project while I sewed up some of my jeans and hemmed them. 

Violet sighed at my remark.

"I get it but like, you are doing remarkably well. Including in the love department. I see you glowing more than you did before Andy and you became a thing. When you were with Jackson, it seemed like you were always timid and afraid. Now, with Andrew, you really look like you are being properly loved," Violet commented as she paused to clean her paintbrush.

I smiled to myself. 

"I thought I was crazy thinking I felt a little happier but it is obvious on the outside too," I commented as I rethreaded my needle.

"Yeah, it is duh," Violet remarked as she grabbed the paint bottle.

Off and on during this time, the cleaner guy would come out and ask me questions and stuff about the carpets.

By 4 they were done and Violet was on her way home. A little before 5, Andy drove up.

"Hi darling," Andy greeted as he entered the house.

"Hi," I remarked as I kissed him.

I realized he had his shoes on and I panicked.

"Wait stop put these on," I commented before we went any further.

It was little shoe booties I bought a few days prior.

"What?" he asked chuckling.

"My clean carpets in the rest of the house please I have like a week to keep them clean for my parents," I expressed.

"You are overthinking it, darling," he consoled as he put the shoe booties over his tennis shoes.

"I don't want them to think I'm not a clean person," I told him.

He laughed again.

"You are really cute when you are anxious," he told me as we walked to sit down in the living room.

I laughed.

"It's not cute but thanks," I replied as I sat down.

"Maybe you need to relax," Andy told me as he sat down next to me and grabbed my hand.

"I don't think that word is in my vocabulary," I told him.

Andy stood up and went behind me on the couch.

"Maybe a little bit of a massage will help," he told me.

I sighed as he felt the back of my neck.

"Good god darling all I feel is knots in your neck," he explained as he took his thumbs over some of the knots.

I sighed again.

"Can you tell I'm stressed?" I asked.

"Yes darling you need to relax. Everything will be fine for Thanksgiving with your folks," he told me.

"I know it's just," I remarked.

He leaned down to kiss me.

"Now shush," he told me.

I chuckled at his action.

And so, he finished the neck massage and I felt a little bit more calm. But my brain was running around with all these tasks and items.

We sat back to watch Lucille Ball's new TV show, "Life With Lucy."

"Weird how everyone gets older," I remarked as the show began.

"True darling," he remarked. 

I was so zoned out and not even really paying attention to the show. 

"Darling?" he asked as he brought me back into reality.

"Huh," I remarked.

"You weren't even watching the show were you?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"You were thinking of things you need to get done for Thanksgiving," he remarked.

"Yeah," I replied briefly as I stood up.

It was after 9 and I wanted to shower. Andy always loved to sit in the recliner after showers so I wanted to do that to see if I would be able to relax to go to sleep.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To shower so we can sit in the recliner all cozy," I told him.

He smiled at me.

"Okay sounds good now hurry," he told me jokingly.

I laughed.

And so, I went ahead and got ready for bed. Andy did the same.

After we both were comfortable, we went back to the living room and got into the big recliner.

"See some things never change," he told me as we got settled into the chair.

"True," I remarked.

As we sat there, I prayed that my nerves for the upcoming holiday would disappear.