Dark Blue - Part 1

#20 - All the Stars Will Tell the Story...

Priscilla and John stayed at Mimi's for tea and pudding. Last minute, Mimi had given them an envelope containing 100 pounds for Christmas. Not that John really needed the money; he had a well paying job that could surly take care of Priscilla and their child. In truth, it made Mimi feel better giving her nephew and expecting fiancé the money.

Around half 6, the two of them had left Mimi's house. Mimi had made sure to pack leftovers for the both of them take home.

"A woman in Priscilla's condition needs all the nourishments she can get." She stated.

As John drove off from Mimi's house, he held Priscilla's hand tightly in his. "Shall we go to your parent's house?" he questioned.

Sighing, Priscilla reluctantly agreed, "I suppose so." She said while looking out the window.

John had phoned Priscilla's parents a little while ago to tell them they might be stopping by for (more) dessert.

Snow began to fall as the two of them drove onward to Priscilla's house. Very few cars were on the road at the time, allowing them to get there rather quickly.

As they pulled up to the Beaulieu's home, John leaned in to kiss Priscilla. She then looked away, her eyes screaming that she was feeling lost and helpless. John couldn't stand seeing her this way.

"Kitten." He whispered, she then turned to face him. "Don't worry, I'll handle them." He said. He then kissed her once more, snaking his tongue in her mouth.

Priscilla melted into his kiss, running her hands through his hair.

"I need you, Johnny." She said as her eyes begged for him. John understood the double meaning of her words. The way Priscilla needed him was now complicated; it was more than just sex, fun and games.

"I'm here baby doll." He said as he kissed her once more. "Let's go inside before they get suspicious as to what we were doing in here."

The snow had begun to fall quite heavily as John walked around the car to help Priscilla out. Holding her hand, he helped walked her across the un-shoveled walkway that led to her house.

Knocking briefly, Ann then opened the door a few moments later.

"Honey you've decided to come!" Exclaimed Ann as she wrapped her arms around her daughter.

After hugging John, Ann then shut the door behind them.

"Merry Christmas you two." Said Ann with a smile.

Paul Beaulieu then stood to greet his daughter and John in the foyer. "Merry Christmas honey." Smiled Paul.

Running up behind Paul came Priscilla's brother and sister; Don who was 11 and Michelle who was 7.

John had yet to meet them, Priscilla's parents had Don and Michelle very active in after school activities such as music lessons and choir practice; even at such young ages.

"John, this is my younger brother and sister, Don and Michelle." Stated Priscilla.

"'Ello. I'm John." he said as he bent down to greet them.

"Hi John." they both said in unison.

"Why don't you kids run along while I get dessert started." Said Ann and she pushed her youngest children out of the room.

"John, come sit on the couch while the girls busy themselves in the kitchen." Said Paul as he led John into the living room.

Priscilla reached into the refrigerator to grab the milk, "Mother do we also need the cream? I don't see any?" she said looking around.