We're married?!

Meeting the "in-laws"-Chapter 6

Chapter 6

James POV

I unlocked the front door to my house. Chelsea stormed past me, her eyes blazing. Duncan trailed in, looking incredibly smug.

I pulled the pram in. Skylar held up her arms for a hug. I picked her up gingerly. She ate more than anyone during dinner and I wouldn't be surprised if she threw up on me.

"Will you guys at least talk about this?" I called to them as I went upstairs.

"He's dead meat James! Dead!" screamed Chelsea.

"Talk about what?" asked Duncan, a grin sliding onto his face. I furrowed my brow.

"About what happened about an hour ago," I said stiffly.

"Dead!!" Chelsea repeated.

"It was nothing serious," said Duncan waving a dismissive hand. My law slowly dropped.

"Nothing serious? You two got us thrown out of restaurant!" I snapped. Skylar pulled at my hair. I jiggled her a little angrily. She stopped pulling.

"Say one thing..." muttered Duncan.

"One thing?! I'll show you one thing!" Chelsea raised her hand in a rude gesture. I winced and covered Skylar's eyes.

"Tsk tsk Chelsea. And you wonder why James likes me better," teased Duncan, not helping the situation in the slightest. Which is weird, coz normally I'm the one making snarky comments while he's the one trying to fix things.

"Alright, listen up Duncan, I'm going to hurt you so f-" Chelsea's rant was cut off abruptly by my phone blaring out some vague rock song. I looked quizzically at my pockets.

Duncan wordlessly took Skylar and I pulled out my phone. Parents. This day just keeps getting weirder.

"Hello?" I asked cautiously.

"Hello Jared," came the deep voice of a man. I frowned.

"James," I corrected automatically.

"That's what I said. Anyway, how are you?"

"Who is this?"

"It's your father Jason!"

"James."

"Isn't that what I called you?"

I stared despairingly at the wall. That man was my father. He was calling me which was surprising. What was even more surprising was the fact that he had my number but it appeared to be under the wrong name.

"I was calling to check up on you."

"Uh-huh."

"And to say your mother and I are at the airport."

"Where were you again?"

"Istanbul."

"Oh right."

"We're returning to Brooklyn!"

"I'm in London."

"Why?"

"We moved here coz of mom's post."

"Oh yeah...well we'll just have to change our tickets quickly but then we're flying right over!"

"Uh-huh."

"Goodbye Scott."

"James."

I put my phone off and turned to Duncan and Chelsea. They were glaring at each other but both turned questioningly to me.