Chapter 12
Until this moment, I have never realized I really loved to draw, or that I was any good at it. I went into my room and just drew several plans out. I spent the majority of the day drawing and scribbling away. After hours of sitting at a desk setting out all my different designs, I realized there was something missing.
It needed color. A lot of color.
After drawing up a good dozen designs, I walk back downstairs to find Jack hunched over some man like catalogue. I walk over to him and sit down. He continues looking down. I stay silent for a few minutes and then he finally looks up at me.
“Yeah?” He asks me.
“I, uh, need something to color with.” I tell him, stuttering, now realize how immature I sound.
He gives me a look, then smiles. “Well, I do need to go out soon. I have decided, since you are going to be living here and raising a baby, I guess I should take the fatherly instinct and build some things. I am going to build off and make the babies room, make a play set…” His voice trailed up. He looked at me, and smiled a little.
“I was also thinking, if there was something you would want, a room of some sort, I could add it on. If you wanted.” He tells me.
I think about this. I could have a room just for me. I could make it complex, paint it all. I could go crazy.
“Wow, yeah! Definitely! That would be really cool. But, uhm, how crazy can I go?” I ask him. I laugh a little and then look at him. He is smiling.
“You can go as crazy as you want. I am going to order a contractor for the new rooms and maybe I will remodel some of the house. So, I guess if you want a specific design you should go draw it out. When I go to the store and find someone to do this for me, I will get you some stuff to color. Okay?” he asks me.
“Yeah. That sounds great.” I tell him. “Is there something you want me to do for you? Doing all this work for me, I want to do something for you.” I tell him.
He looks at me. Then looks around. “Well, I am planning on remodeling the house, taking it so it is more for us, the kid.” He starts. “And, well, if you could paint it, make it more, you know, nicer, I would really appreciate that.”
I smile at him. This sounds like it will be so much fun! “Yeah, sure, absolutely! But I will need some paints.” I tell him.
He thinks for a few seconds, then picks up his catalogue. “What colors are you going to want?” He asks me.
“I am not sure…” I begin. “I don’t know what I am going to need.”
He nods and “mmhmms” along, not saying anything.
“Well, I have got to get going. I want to back before night time. So, I will see you when I get back.” He smiles at me and kisses my forehead and then down my neck.
“And, maybe when I get back, we can have a little fun.” He tells me. He lets me go, and walks out the door.
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Teen FictionAddison doesnt have the greatest life. But she makes everything of it. She endures lifes with her best friend Carter. The only was to escape is through her dreams. But when she goes to live with Carter, something terrible happens. How will she make...
