Typically Imperfect

Chapter 12-Typically Imperfect

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Sweaty palms, shaking hands and a thousand butterflies fluttering in my stomach. To say that I was a nervous wreck was the understatement of the fucking century and excuse the french but its not every day that you take your boyfriend to visit your dysfunctional family. I was driving the the care home with Xander and Isaac in tow and I was seriously having second doubts about this. Just as I was about to whimp out and jump out of my jeep Xander took hold of my hand to reassure me. Eating gravel on the road seemed better than having Xander meet my mom but he wasn't having it. I swear, Xander could be as stubborn as me.

We got out of the jeep and started towards the dull looking building.

"Hey Tita are you sure mom will like my drawing? I know I'm getting a little old for it but...you know...its tradition." I looked at Isaac's worried expression.

"Yeah you're getting older but that doesn't make your drawings any less special. Mom will love it. Promise." I ruffled his hair and walked inside. I smiled at the receptionist and headed to my mom's room not even bothering to check in because I've come here so many times. I tried to keep my cool but I was about to pinch my stomach because of all the butterflies I had. I looked at Xander, who seemed to be totally fine! That jerk...how could he be so calm when I was a nervous wreck? I shook my head and tried to muster up some confidence.

I could do this, this was just like any other visit....except that Xander, the boy who I was falling hard for was with me and was about to witness my moms dead pan expression and monotone voice....OH HELL. This was not going to end well. I pivoted and slammed right into a solid brick wall that was Xander's chest.

"I--I can't do this. I'm just going to go get a snack or something and come back...." I tried to step around Xander but he blocked my way and I stared daggers at him.

"Calm down, it's gonna be find Kate." he said soothingly. I bit my lip, still not convinced.

"I'm not worried so you shouldn't be." he rationalized. 

"I just....ugh fine. Just...be prepared." I gave him a warning look but he just smiled cheekily at me and I stuck my tongue out at him. We both laughed at the immaturity of the situation and my nerves calmed down a bit.

"Okay let's go!" I said with fake enthusiasm.

Isaac was already waiting by the door with an impatient expression. Oops...I completely forgot about him....I was such a great sister. I mentally smacked myself on the head.

"Can I go in or do I have to watch you and Xander cuddle again?" Isaac asked.

I scoffed and gently nudged him in the door. He walked in and I felt Xander follow closely behind me. Once the door shut the mood totally changed. Isaac walked up to our mom and placed the drawing in her lap knowing better than to touch her physically. Xander and I stood back and watched as our mom picked up the drawing and mustered a small grimace, which was her version of a smile.