𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

𝚅𝙸

It had been nearly a week since Lexie had the miscarriage. Finn was still a mess. He hadn't left the house. Lexie had come over once or twice...just to talk. Finn still hadn't come over. I called him nearly every day. Each time it went to voicemail. 

I sat on the couch, not knowing what to do. "Are you okay?" I sighed. "Yeah. I'm alright. It's not like I'm the one who lost a child. Let alone two." 

I sighed. "I don't know what they're gonna do. They spent all this money on cribs and things for the babies and now they aren't even there. Finn's freaking out because he called the stores and told them he wanted to take them back, but it's too late. He can't take them back. And now he doesn't know what to do." 

I could feel him looking at me. "This is hitting you pretty hard, huh?" I nodded. "I think it's because...I want what he was getting. I want the kids...and the house...and the dog. The ring on my finger. Being able to sit in the audience of a stupid third grade play and point up at the stage and say That's my kid. He was gonna have that, Sam. He was. And now he doesn't get it." 

"You will have that, A.J. You deserve that. Any kid that has you as a mother, is the luckiest kid in the world. I mean, I of course feel bad for the kid when they act up. But they are never going to be messed with at school." I smiled a little. "Would you want kids?" 

He sighed. "Well, that depends on who their mother is. If their mother is someone like you, then yeah. If it's someone like Lexie...not really. I mean, she's nice and all, but she won't be willing to beat up a five year old." I laughed a little. "Yeah...I would be willing to beat up a five year old." 

We both laughed for a minute before I smiled a little. "This is why I love you." He smiled a little. "I know." 

I took a deep breath before something came to mind that I had never thought of. "I wanna meet your parents." He looked at me weirdly. "You've met them before. I mean, you lived with us for a few months." I sighed. "As your girlfriend." 

"Oh...well...we can work something out. But, I mean, they always thought of you as my best friend. They never thought...fine. We can go this weekend?" I nodded. "We'll leave Thursday though. That way Friday, we can have some time to ourselves. Friday night, we can have dinner at your parents house and then Saturday, we can have dinner at my parents house." 

He nodded. I smiled and stood up. "I will go buy the tickets online, so that way we're ready, alright?" He nodded. I walked upstairs and went onto my laptop to buy the tickets. 

Was I scared out of my mind? One hundred percent. Was it something that I didn't think I was ever gonna do before we got serious--like super serious? No, it wasn't. But I thought that it was time. We were living together. We had been together for almost a year. Why shouldn't I meet his parents as his girlfriend? Because it was something that meant that you were getting serious...because it meant that I finally had to show my feelings to someone other than myself or Sam. 

I wasn't the type of person to suggest something like this, but I wanted it. I needed it. I needed to get out of New York. I needed to go home...wherever the hell that was now. I sat at my desk, on my computer, purchasing the tickets for the plane. It was going to be a long ride, but it was something I needed. I knew it was. 

Oh, hell yeah it was gonna be awkward. It was gonna be weird, for sure. I mean, the last time I was there, I was fifteen and I was angry at my mom and Finn. I babysat his siblings with him, for Christ sake. 

I finished up the purchase and walked downstairs. "Alright, flights are booked and we can get a hotel when we get there." I walked over and sat down on the couch. "Are you sure that this is the best idea right now? I mean, shouldn't you be with Finn? He's going through a lot right now." 

"Finn and Lexie have been dating for nearly four years. Right after they did...things...at my house, Finn went over for dinner at her house the next night. Which pretty much means that once something else comes up for them, he'll be faster than a cheetah moving onto it. I think he'll be fine without me for a couple days." 

"What about you? Are you going to be alright without him for a week or two?" 

I furrowed my brows and just looked at him. "Sam, I survived a whole year without him. He went through crap last year. I mean, he shot himself in the leg, he slept with Scarlett--that didn't surprise me as much as it should've--he came back here and lived with Lexie. I was fine. I had a few panic attacks, especially during nationals, but I was fine without him. I don't need my big brother any more. Am I still going to need him? Of course. He's my best friend in the whole entire world, but I will be fine." I looked at him for a minute, before the look on his face said it all. "Oh my god, you don't want me to meet your parents." 

I stood up and began pacing back and forth. It didn't surprise me. I mean, it kinda did. But, honestly, if it were anyone else I wouldn't care as much as I did. Sam was my best friend. He was my soulmate and the fact that he didn't want me to meet his parents meant a lot. He stood up and stood behind the couch. "No...no...I do. It's just that...when you get comfortable around people...you turn into...well...you turn into a bitch." I stopped and looked at him. "I could put on my best face and act all nice and dandy. At the end of the day, Sam, a bitch is my personality." 

He nodded. "Fine. Fine." I took a deep breath. "I need to go home. I need it. I need to go back to Lima and smell the air. I need to have crappy ass coffee from The Lima Bean. I wanna see Mr. Shue--he's coaching Vocal Adrenaline now and he was a little creepy when we went there--but still. That is home." 

He just stared at me. 

"Okay, yeah, let's do it. Let's go home."