Fourth of July

Chapter 11

I sighed when I woke up to Gee sitting on my stomach, knocking my forehead like he was knocking on a door.

"Frankie, Frankie, Evan wants you," he said.

I was hoping it was actually Evan but turns out by Evan he only meant my cell phone. There was a message from my mom telling me that she and my father were coming over for lunch today.

I got up, sitting Gee down in front of the tv with a bowl of cereal and Teletubbies while I went to shower. I got out and cleaned up all of Gee's toys, while Gee followed about two steps behind me to pull his toys out of the bin and set them on the floor.

"Gee," I sighed.

I washed the dishes, looking into my cabinets to see what I could find to make.

"Can you go get dressed?" I asked.

"You dress me," he said.

"I'm a little busy right now," I said.

I heard footsteps so I assumed he agreed as he went back to the bedroom while I started cooking. When he came back I smiled when I saw he was dressed in a big pink tutu, a white t-shirt, a pair of white thigh highs and a plastic toy tiara on his head.

"Adorable," I muttered, kissing his cheek.

The doorbell rang and Gee gasped happily.

"Mia?" He asked.

I shook my head, opening the door.

"Hi mom, hi dad," I said.

They stepped inside, both giving me hugs and kissing my cheek. Gee hid behind me in fear, clutching onto the back of my shirt.

"Guys, this is Gee, he's staying with me for a little bit," I said. "Gee, these are my parents."

My parents looked at me in confusion and I just sighed, shaking my head as I didn't want to tell this story again.

"Gee, say hi," I said.

Gee squeaked, his face pressed into my back.

"Well, I made lunch," I said.

Gee wouldn't let me move and I sighed as I picked him up, letting him wrap his legs around my waist. I stirred the food in the pot once more before serving it into four bowls around the table. I tried to set Gee down but he wouldn't and he had to sit on my lap instead.

"We are so proud of you for the record deal," my mom said.

"Your grandpa would be so proud too," my dad said.

"Thanks but I have a feeling we might get dropped," I said. "Things are kinda fucked up. Jamia quit and then Evan quit and because of that Evan and Matt are having second thoughts. If the label realizes that we're in shambles then they're going to drop us in a heartbeat."

Gee picked up a noodle between two fingers, looking at it in confusion.

"It's just a noodle, sweetheart, it won't hurt you," I said.

He held it up, looking at it in the light while my parents watched him in confusion.

"Eat it, Gee," I said.

Gee shook his head, pushing it away.

"It's just spaghetti," I said.

Gee whined and dumped his bowl onto the ground before hurrying back to the bedroom.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled. "He's sweet but sometimes I feel like he's in his terrible twenties."

"Who is he?" My mom asked as I cleaned up the mess.