Still // g.d

.22.

* one month later *

December is my favorite month. I love winter and Christmas. It time for sweaters and warm coffee and movies. It's great.

I've also landed a job in a retail shop in the mall. It's pretty cool. Not to hard, nice hours, and my co workers are pretty cool. But with the holidays coming I've been working more.

I'm just now getting home from work, it's about seven pm and I'm pretty sleepy. It's been an 8 hour shift, and I'm tired.

" ugh." I say kicking off my shoes at the door and finding savanna on the couch.

" you're home late." She says.

" I know, I had to work overtime. Glad I'm not closing though." I say plopping into my chair on the side of the room.

" it could be worse." She says.

" I suppose so." I say.

Then there's a frantic knock at the door. I look at savanna and she looks at me.

" who's that?" I ask her.

" I dunno, but you get it." She says.

" why me?" I ask.

" cos I did it last time." She says.

" oh my goddd." I say standing up and opening the door.

" Molly!" George says I'm the doorway.

" oh, hey George. What's up?" I ask.

" no, no, no. Oh my god. My mom, she called me. She wants me to come over for dinner on Christmas. I'm freaking out a bit." He says walking into the apartment.

" George, it's alright. What are you worried about?" I ask.

" okay, my mom fucking hates me. I don't know why she wants me to come over, I don't want to go." He says.

" she doesn't hate you, George. She invited you over, and what did you say?" I ask.

" I told her I'd get back to her. I don't even know how she found my number, and she knows who you are. She told me to bring you." He says.

" oh, that's nice. We should go!" I say.

" you don't understand. My mom hates me, she doesn't agree with anything I do, and all we do is fight. And my sisters gonna be there. I can't go." He says.

" what if she wants to apologize to you?" Savanna buts in.

" I highly about that." He says.

" she might, you'll never know. Cmon. It won't be that bad. I'll be there too. And if things get bad, we can leave. Alright?" I ask.

" I don't know. I'll think about it." He says and he sits on the couch.

" we have quite a while before Christmas anyway. We'll figure it out. Yeah?" I say placing my hand on his shoulder.

" can I stay the night?" He asks.

" yeah, but I have work around ten." I say.

" alright." He says and sighs.

" come to my room." I say walking to my room, George following.

We walk in and he closes the door behind him.

" why are you so afraid of going to your moms? I think there's something you haven't told me." I say crossing my arms.

" it's not that, it's you just don't understand. You've never been around her. She doesn't like me. She think my choices in life are stupid. She doesn't like my hair, or my tattoos and she over all doesn't even like me. She thinks I should have gone to collage and have a career. But I didn't want to do that, and she eventually kicked me out. I've told you the story." He says pacing around my room.

" maybe she feels bad, and now that she's seen you succeed in music she wants to apologize to you for not supporting you. It's not like she's inviting you over to yell at you. " I say crossing my arms.

" I'm just nervous. " he says and sits next to me on my bed. " I haven't seen her in years, and my sisters going to be there. I haven't talked to her in forever. I don't know how things have changed, and I'm just nervous to see how things would go down." He says looking at the ground.

" hey, I think you should go. At least you have a family that's wants to keep in contact with you. I don't have anyone, and I'd like to meet your family. I think it would be good for you to see your mom anyway. What about your dad? You don't talk much about him. " I ask.

" he doesn't do much. He just works. Not much to tell about him." He shrugs.

" I bet he'd like to see you." I say.

" I guess, I don't really know." He says.

" here, call your mom and tell her you'll be there, and I will to. It's just one night, you'll make it through it. Okay?" I say. George sits there for a moment. He doesn't say anything but stands up and places his phone to his ear and stands there.

" hey, mom?" He says into the phone. I smile. I'm proud of him. I know this is hard for him, but I think it will be good for him. I'm happy for him.

A few moments later he hangs up the phone and lays on the bed next to me.

" how did it go?" I ask looking back at him.

" good, I guess. She seemed happy that I'm going to be there, and she said she's excited to meet you." He says smiling at me. I lay down next to him and smile.

" I'm proud of you. " I say and kiss him on the cheek.

" thanks, doll." He says and pulls me close to him.

" I'm sleepy." I mumble into his chest.

" me too. Wanna go to sleep?" He asks.

" yea." I say standing up and hitting the light, then sitting back on the bed. I feel Georges around around my waist and he pulls me onto the bed.

" G!" I say falling next to him.

" what?" He asks kissing my cheek.

" you're a dork." I say laughing and snuggling into his chest.

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A/n ooooo shittttttttttt Gs gonna see him mum. 🙀