Dark Blue - Part 1

#18 - Let's Take this Night of Magic...

John kissed Pricilla before leaving that evening. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. I don't want you to have to walk to school when you not well."

"I'm fine Johnny! It was just a stomach bug!" She said as she tousled his hair.

Paul and John bid the Beaulieu's goodbye as they piled into John's car. Unfortunately, Mr. Beaulieu had gotten stuck at work late, causing him to miss dinner and dessert.

"John, is there something you want to say?" Paul asked as he flicked his cigarette out the window.

"Sodden hell Paul. I know what yer thinkin'." John sighed. He and Paul suspected Priscilla's sickness could be more than just a case of the stomach bug.

"So?" Paul asked.

"I don't know." John said softly.

"Seems pretty obvious. I don't know how her mum missed the signs." Paul continued.

"Let's just forget about it." John said firmly. "Don't want to be jumping to conclusions yet."

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The next few days went by rather quickly. It was now Christmas Eve and school was officially closed for winter holiday.

Priscilla then began to get ready for her stay at John's. Having convinced her parents to let her stay at John's for the next few days, Priscilla began to pack a suitcase with a few things she would need.

"Thank you mother, for letting me stay with John." Priscilla said as she closed her suitcase. Ann now stood in the doorway of her daughter's room.

Priscilla still had bouts of sickness that plagued her in the morning. She figured, rather than worry everyone with it, she would kept it a secret. Checking herself in the mirror, Priscilla smoothed the wrinkles out of her red velvet dress. The color truly complemented her black satin like hair.

"Priscilla, before you go, there is something I've been wanting to talk to you about." Ann said as she sat on Priscilla's bed.

"Yes mother?" Priscilla said as she sat next to her.

"I'm sorry for the way you found out about your father." Ann said. "I should have told you. I made a mistake. I'm sorry you found out the way you did."

Priscilla was silent.

"I know it was wrong. Saying sorry will not make it right. We all make mistakes Priscilla. When you told me that you felt I didn't love you, you couldn't have been more wrong. The reason why I didn't tell you was because I loved you. I tried to protect you." Ann now had tears streaming down her face. "In the end it caused you to push me away. It all blew up in my face." Ann now placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "I'm sorry Priscilla. You did deserve to know about your father."

Priscilla wrapped her arms around her mother. "I love you." She cried.

"I love you too sweetie." Ann replied. She then pulled away to dry her eyes. "John should be here any minute to pick you up."

Priscilla pat her eyes dry with her fingers, "Yes. We are going to his Aunt Mimi's for Christmas dinner." She smiled. "I'm so excited to see what they eat on Christmas here in England."

Just then the doorbell rang, "That must be John." Priscilla said as she excitedly grabbed her suitcase. Skipping down the stairs, Priscilla bolted to the door. On the other side stood John wearing his black leather jacket, holding a small bouquet of red roses.

"Johnny." Priscilla sighed.

"Kitten." He whispered in her ear. Just then Ann approached the two of them, "'Ello Ann." He said as she came closer.