Back on the road again
Feeling kinda lonely
And looking for the right guy
To call mine
- Janet Jackson~Chapter 3 ~
__________"Mom it's Lacey!" I yell out as I enter my childhood home. The sweet familiar scent of Apple pie hits me as well as the memories that come along with it. I follow the scent like a stray dog who hasn't eaten over three weeks.
"My baby is home!" My mom yells out as I walk into the kitchen. She greets me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "I haven't seen you in forever." She says into my shoulder still hugging me.
"I just talked to you on the phone yesterday." I say chuckling.
She pulls away from the hugging and throws me a playful glare. "There's a difference in talking and seeing someone, especially my baby." She says still grasping my shoulders.
Grinning, I pull her in for another hug. "Okay mom as if you don't see me every weekend ."
She pulls away and goes back to her cooking. "Lacey you know that's not enough for me. It's hard for a mother to see her baby all grown up. You lived with me for 21 years." She says chopping up some crisp lettuce and bell peppers.
"Alright let's put this conversation on pause before you get all emotional n stuff." I say jumping up onto the kitchen island.
"Good idea. I just applied my makeup. We don't want that running when Jen comes because lord knows she will automatically blame your dad. I mean just because she's had a series of bad husbands doesn't mean all are like that." She says as she swiftly throws the lettuce and peppers into a bowl with the end of her knife.
"Aunt Jen is coming? That's a surprise." I say chuckling, while I sway my dangling legs back and forth.
Aunt Jen has had five husbands and the relationships ended not because of her, but because of them and because - I quote. "They are men and they can't help being what nature has given them- lying, cheating son of-" and the rest is history.
"Yea I know, I thought she was joking when she said she was going to come. She even said she'll whip up some of her lasagna to bring over." She says turning around now facing me with her arms crossed.
"Gosh! It's been years since I've seen aunt Jen attended a family dinner. Is gramps coming?" I ask.
"Yeah. Pretty much everyone is coming. Even your dads side of the family."
"Well this is going to be interesting. They're probably going to talk about how I should be married already with three children, then gramps is going to groan and tell them to shut up like last time." I say remembering the last time we had a family dinner with dads part of the family.
I mean my grandpa and grandma on my dads side are wonderful human beings when they're not analyzing why I'm not married with their three grandchildren, which is majority of the time, but nonetheless they're wonderful.
Now my moms side of the family to say the least, they're crazy. But that's why I love them so much not that I don't love my other grandparents, but I just favor one over the other. Which just happens to be my moms family.
My mothers father whom I call gramps is the craziest man I've ever met. He speaks his mind without any hesitation, he loves to tell stories of when he met my grandma, and most of all he loves to play his guitar. All three qualities which I have according to my mother, I acquired from him.
Now my grandma Lala, she's an exact replica of gramps, but instead of playing guitar-she sings. Which makes sense why they both met at a bar, where every Friday people would just go perform for the heck of it."I won't be surprised if he does tell them to shut up. Not that I care,I mean your only 21! You don't need to be married, let alone have children at this age. We don't live in the 60s anymore." She says turning back around to chop up some carrots.
"I know. I don't have any time! Work, go to school, sleep, repeat. That's pretty much my life." I say slowly shaking my head. "Now imagine if I had kids! I would need the lord to be with me." I say jokingly.
My mom turns back around to face me with a puppy dog look. "But that doesn't mean you shouldn't have a boyfriend. I bet your all lonely in that apartment of yours. I mean c'mon hunny, you need a little action in your life." She says wagging her eyebrows in a suggestive way.
I immediately stop swinging my legs and give her a horrified look. "That is so wrong-"
Before I have the chance of finishing my sentence my phone begins to ring.
I quickly pull it out of my pocket and before I answer it, I look at the caller I.D.Parker?
Oh. My. God. Parker!? Before I have a seizure, I take in a deep breath trying to relax my beating heart. Obviously, he would call to figure out the details of the project. I just didn't think he would call today! I mean we just got the project a few days ago. With all honesty,I figured I was just going to do majority of the project by myself.
I let a few more rings go by trying to figure out what I'm going to say.
Hey Parker! You're calling about the project right? - Well obviously! That's a stupid thing to say, it's not like he's calling to ask me on a date. I wish that were true though.
Hi Parker! How are you? - I just saw him 2 days ago, he seemed perfectly healthy, why would I ask how he is?This is so stupid!
Why can't he just text like regular people do! I mean who even voice calls anymore? Okay well I do, but that's besides the point.
"Will you answer already!?" My mom says throwing me a piece of carrot where it smacks me on the forehead. I throw her a dirty look and silently promise that I'll get her back.
"Hello?" I say after I gather the courage to answer his call.
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Authors note:
Dedicated to fluffyhxrry for being an awesome supporter!!I wanted to write a little about Lacey's family because a lot of who she is- is partly because of her family.
Characters: Lacey's parents.. --->
Brian Cortez: Ian Somerholder
Karen Cortez: Jennifer AnistonBad cliff hanger.
I'm truly sorry but I wanted to update asap. So here you go. :)
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