What'd Tom miss! (On Hold)

Chapter 3

Tom takes me to a little cafe, where we sit at a small table outdoors. 

" So, tell me about yourself. I want to know everything, " He says, after we both order breakfast. 

" Well, um.. I'm 18 years old, I work at the Richard Rodger's Theater as a swing, I have a boyfriend named Anthony and pretty much all my friends work with me " I say, summing up my life. 

Tom looks amused. " A boyfriend, you say? And you already have a job?"

" Yeah, Anthony is awesome, " I say, blushing. 

" Can I see a picture?" He asks. 

" Just google Anthony Ramos and a billion things will pop up, " I say, giggling. Tom looked confused so I explain, " He also works with me"

" Ahh, dating your co-worker! What did your boss say about that?" He asks and again I giggle. 

" My boss is pretty much my father and Thomas Kail, who thinks of me as a daughter, so they didn't care... much" I add quickly after. 

" Can I come to see you in a production?" He asks and I quickly nod. 

" Okay, so my turn. Once you left, where did you go?" I ask. 

Tom looks down and says, " I slept on a friend's couch for a while, then a shelter, then the streets, until I got enough money for an apartment. I got a job, and made some friends, who would help me out, "

" Okay, and then?" I pry. 

" Then, I started my search for you. I visited our old house, but our father wasn't there so I went to the foster care system. They couldn't help me. So, I might have hacked a couple systems and tried to find you. But, I was always too late. By the time I would find you, you were switched to another house, " He said, turning red. 

I giggle and say, " Wait, were you the magical giant that the system told me about when I was little?"

" Yup, " He said, proudly. 

We talk a little more and realize that we have about nothing in common. But, it was fun to hang out with someone who wasn't in the musical, or my family. Not that I would give them up, but still...

" What are you planning on doing?" I interrupt him while he was telling me a story involving a bottle of beer, water and a flagpole. 

" What do you mean?" he asks, confused. 

" What do you want with me? Are you planning on taking me away from my family?" I question, afraid of the answer. 

" Honest answer?" He asks and I nod, " I was going to try for custody but then I saw you with your little brother, and I couldn't do that. Now, I don't know. But, I do want to get to know you and I want you to get to know me, "

" Okay, I can work with that, " I say, and I smile at him. 

We keep talking and making jokes till this, 

" What the Hell?"