I Think I'm in Trouble {Reimagined}

XL.

The three of them decided to move from the corridor to the seating area just to give the woman a moment to process things that were going on with Robert while she waited for her daughter to wake up.

Lindsey and Kristen both took a seat, just one seat between them in order to create distance.

"I'm gonna go to the cafeteria and get some coffee," Jeffrey claimed. "Does anybody want anything?" 

"Do you want any help?" Kristen wondered.

"No, that's okay..." he assured politely. "I'm gonna see if I can get anything for my mom before I head down... Did you want something?" he wondered.

"Just a coffee is a fine," she nodded. 

"Are you sure?" 

She nodded with a gentle smile.

Lindsey pursed his lips as he stared into space.

"Lindsey?" Jeffrey.

"Huh?" he picked his head up, having a bit of a delayed reaction. "I'm okay, thanks."

"Alright, I'll be back..." he spun around and he turned to head down to speak to his mother before going down to the cafeteria.

Once Lindsey was sure he and his ex-girlfriend were alone, he moved a seat over to sit next to her.

"What are you doing here?" he whispered. 

"I could ask you the same thing," she crossed her arms.

"Oh, come on. You know why I'm here... Stevie is in distress about her family, I was the one who got the call about it in the first place," he claimed. "And I asked you first..."

"Real mature of you," she pumped her brow.

"Well?" he rolled his eyes.

She sighed, "I saw it in the paper this morning..." she shook her head. "I obviously met the three of them at the game a couple months back and I felt bad. I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do; for Jeffrey, or even Stevie..."

"Why?" he wondered, hoping he could get her to spill something on the relationship between herself and Stevie's son. "Why would you care that much? You bailed Robert out of jail and Jeffrey said you were his friend."

"What do you want me to tell you?"

"Just tell me what's going on," he claimed. 

"How about you tell me?" she suggested. "Why does Jeffrey think that you're his sister's boyfriend? That can't be true unless it is and you're all absolutely insane..."

"No, it's not anything like that," he shook his head, pondering on how he wanted to respond, but even the lie he was thinking about telling was crazier than the truth. "That morning you stopped in, Stevie was there," he whispered. 

She nodded, unable to forget such a hostile argument.

"Stevie basically ended things, we were over," he claimed. "At least, we thought so," he shook his head. "I was upset and I went out to go get drunk and I did. Shannon was working the bar I went to and I just thought she was pretty and I thought maybe I met her before because she seemed familiar but she was familiar because she looked like Stevie," he rolled his eyes. "You know I'm more talkative and friendly when I've been drinking..."

"Until you get plastered and you get mean, which is why I helped you stay sober..."

"The point is, Shannon asked to hang out later that night and we did... Nothing happened," he clarified. "But then we decided we were gonna go out the next night and I went to her house to pick her up and Stevie answered the door. Mind you, this was not even forty-eight hours after that fight at my house. Once I realized why Shannon was so familiar, I pulled away. By the way that girl behaves and everything, it seemed like she just needed somebody to talk to and in my eyes, I've been treating her more like a daughter, but Robert has been mad at Stevie because he found out about the affair that he's been referring to me as Shannon's boyfriend. Two dates, a couple lunches and apparently it's a relationship," he rolled his eyes.