Disorderly Conduct

Dinner with the Ronaldos

We were sitting on soft green grass in the park by a small lake. It was our fifth date. Well, it was a date to me, but to him it was probably charity work.

I plucked a pretty pink flower and thread it through his hair. I laughed as he looked up all cross eyed at the tiny flower. He picked it out, and threw it back at me. "I want you to meet my family," he said as he plucked at the grass nervously. I was shocked by his request; people didn't usually mix well with my disorder, and I didn't want to chase David off. "Are you sure that'd be a good idea," I asked wearily. "Of course! They already know about your disorder and the other David, so it won't be that awkward and hard to explain!" I sighed. "Ok, I guess."

I put on a baby blue vintage styled dress that my mom said complemented my eyes. We'd been getting along way better ever since I actually started talking to a real guy. "Where you going?" I jumped when I heard his voice behind me.

"Uh, David invited me to dinner with his family," I explained. He snorted. "When are you gonna let that guy go?" I shrugged as I put on my earrings. "I really like him," I responded. "You're using him! He's just some cheap copy of me that you string along cause he's real," he yelled. "That's where you're wrong! I like him for all the reasons he isn't like you," I retorted. "Hon, David is here to pick you up," my mom said as she popped her head in, once again interrupting our argument.

We arrived at David's house 30 minutes later since he lived on the other side of town. It was too big to be called house though, there was a huge gate and a guard waiting to check I.D. We rolled right through the already open gates.

The house was grand and spacious with beautiful chandeliers around every corner. "This is amazing," I said as I marveled at the fairytale like home. David shrugged. "It's alright I guess." I snorted at the way he talked about the dream house as if it was some motley apartment.

A beautiful brunette woman who didn't look a day over 35 greeted us. "You must be the lovely Gwyneth our Davey cannot stop talking about," she said as she pulled me in for a very personal embrace. "Mom, please," David protested from behind us. She waved him off. "I'm David's mother, Judith," she informed me. "And I'm his father, Antonio," a man with a heavy Spanish accent said as he stepped into the foyer with us. He was obviously a spaniard with tan skin and jet black hair.

We sat at the table in they're grand dining room. "You have a lovely home," I complimented Mrs.Ronaldo. "Thank you! Now, David told us about your disorder," she inquired. "Yes, I was diagnosed with schizophrenia when I was eight," I explained. "Yeah, can you believe he looks just like me? It's amazing," David interrupted. "Yes, quite serendipitous," Judith responded. "It's like I have twin on the other side of reality," David said with shining enthusiasm. "Well, except for the fact that you guys have the same name," I added.

After dinner David took me up to his room. It was like an open studio. The ceiling was half glass so I could see the stars twinkling above. "This is amazing," I exclaimed. "Yeah, I had it redone once I realized how much I loved painting," he explained. There were five different easels with blank canvases on them. "I just sit by the window and look out for an inspiration." I looked out the window at the amazing view the twinkling lights of the city. "It's perfect," I whispered to him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to two double doors, and opened them to reveal a huge balcony. The wind tousled my hair, but it was still so refreshing. "Like it," he asked. "I love it," I corrected.

I put a shaky hand to his cheek like I did at the ice cream shop, but this time he didn't look at me weird. He pressed his face into my palm and smiled at me.

A/n

So I went to bed last night with only 22 reads and 4 votes. I woke up this morning with 50 reads and 6 votes! I love y'all's support so much! Also there was a little foreshadowing in this chapter, but not too much. We shall see! 3 votes till the next chapter. P.s. if this sucked I'm sorry, I'm sick!

~Jordy