Dead & Gone. [UNDER REVISION]

Chapter 12: The Talk.

Chapter 12: The Talk.

“Hey kiddo, we’re going to the Matt’s studio to do some demos. Want to come?” Dad asked with a hesitant voice. I propped my head up off the pillow I used as I was sprawled across the couch after cutting the grass on this really warm day.

I knew he was asking me to come because he was worried about the happenings of yesterday. He was worried something might happen when he was gone. I smiled and nodded carefully. He motioned me to get up off the couch and meet him in the car. I did, I wandered out of the house in a pair of white shorts and the yellow tank top I had. My hair was tied up and tomorrow my dad has planned for me to get it cut. I don't mind, I need a hair cut. My sneakers were tied loosely so I could just slip them on and off when needed.

I sat in the car and waited for Jimmy to emerge from the house with his keys, phone and a pack of cigarettes in his hands. He locked the front door and smiled at me as he pulled himself into the truck.

The sun beat down on me harshly with not a cloud in the sky of a small breeze through the trees. I rolled down the window and practically hung my head out the window. The shifting winds made me feel cool and less angry at everything. My dad wore his huge sunglasses and drove down the busy streets. How is it in Chicago the streets are always busy but I’m still taken back by this? It’s baffling.

“You know if you’re gonna dress like that I’m gonna need to get you a body guard.” He said with a fatherly tone. I smiled and laughed at this flattery but I didn’t see why he’d do that. Nobody really likes me, Lucas is gay and Ashley is in a relationship with someone. I’m just that kid who got into a fight and suspended after only three days of school. I don’t see why anyone would even like me. I shook my head and frowned with my gaze set out the window.

“Only dads with un-pretty daughters say that.” I muttered hoping he didn’t hear me. But from the corner of my eye I saw him glance at me quickly with a blank expression.

“Peasnie, you look like me and act like your mom. I remember being your age people were intimidated by my looks and with your mom’s attitude that might be a bit much to handle. Just look for someone that can handle all of you.” He said with a proud voice. I sank deep into my seat when I thought of Connor. It’s been three weeks since I last saw him, I wonder how he’s doing. He was the nicest boy ever. Slightly strange but really nice. I couldn’t help but smile at the memories we had.

“And another thing that has been added to the rule list.” He said softly. I perched up slightly and looked slightly interested. I stared at him, my eye brow cocked up. My arms crossed over my stomach.

“And what’s that?” I asked softly.

“No sex under my roof.” He said. I felt my face heat up dramatically while my eyes popped out of my head and my jaw dropped to my lap.

Really? Really!? Did he really just say that? Does he have like no trust in me? I would never do that, especially under his roof. I couldn’t even imagine having sex while everything around me reminds me of my dad. And knowing that at any minute he’ll come in and see that. I don’t even want to think about him doing that with her. That’s just not right, I mean he’s old. He’s a dad, he can’t do that. I don’t want a half brother or sister. Hell I don’t even want a brother or sister.

“Dad!” I cried loudly making him jump slightly.

“What?” He asked.

“No. Just no.” I replied with a high pitched, squeaky tone that was full of nervousness. He frowned slightly and glanced at me again.

“I know that you’re a woman now and that you’ll probably be thinking about doing things with boys but I want you to know if you’re gonna do that, tell me and I’ll give you protection and some tips on it.” He staggered on and on and BLOODY ON!

I was frozen with horror. I didn’t know what to do; he was even giving me best dates to have sex, depending on my cycle. And then he went on about what actually happens during sex.

“I know that you’re probably not a virgin anymore and you know how parts work but I’m just reminding you that I don’t want to be a granddad before I’m thirty.” He said.

“Dude! I’m old school.” I uttered back at him. Jimmy sighed and made a face.

“Is that some kind of move?!” He asked with an anxious voice. I gave him a blank stare before rolling my eyes and heaving a deep breathe.

“Dad, I’m a virgin.” I snapped at him. He made an even weirder face and swatted the air around him. Like what I just said got to him. Well now he has a small taste of his own medicine.

“Okay, okay. I get it. I like teenage boys a little bit more now.” He said and shook his head. I rolled my eyes and decided to give him an even bigger taste of his own medicine.

“The same goes for you.” I said with a cheeky smirk. Jimmy looked at me and furrowed his eye brows.

“What do you mean?” He asked. I shrugged and looked out the window at the world passing by as I pondered a way to stay the only child. I smirked and glanced back at him.

“I’m happy being the only child, so,”

“So you’re saying you don’t want me to have any other kids with Lacy?” He asked with a quizzical tone. I nodded at him. It’s true I don’t want any brothers or sisters. I mean if it’s with the right girl then yes but I just have a bad feeling about this.

“What do you have against her? She’s done nothing but be nice to you.” He snapped at me.

“Nothing.” I muttered under my breathe.

“Is it because she’s not your mom?” He added with a harsh tone.

I sat there in the seat with a sinking feeling in my gut. I could feel it pulling my soul into a deep dark pit of sadness. I felt a tear run from my eyes; I tried to hide the fact that he actually hurt my feelings by saying that. He was out of line saying that and he knows it.

We pulled up in front of Matt’s house and waited there for a moment. The silence was killing me. I sat there a wallowed while I dried my tears with silent sobs and whimpers.

“Peasnie, I’m sorry.”

“Why would you say that to me?” I cried loudly. Jimmy frowned and shrugged.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry. I know you miss your mom but I’m happy with Lacy, I haven’t been this happy since you were born.” Jimmy said that he hasn’t been this happy since I was born. How is knowing that some girl makes your dad happier than the day you were born, going to make you like her? Especially if she’s not your mom. I wish they were together still.

“I know she’s not your mom and she can never replace your mom.” He added.

“Damn right.” I muttered.

“But I love her. So please give her a chance.” Jimmy asked me with a soft and kind voice. I sat there, looking at him through the corner of my eyes.

He does look happy with he’s with her and she does do alot of nice things for us but she’s not my mom. I guess she just wants me to feel like I have two parents instead of just one. And here I am not even giving her a chance. I always used to say give people a shot and I never gave her one. I’m such a hypocrite. I nodded and smiled at him.

“I’ll give her a chance.” I uttered. He smiled and nodded.

“Thank you.” He replied with a much happier tone.