I didn't speak for nearly a week after the party. Even on the day we moved out of our house, I was quiet...well, at least until I saw my new room.
"I hope this room isn't too big for you," Jon said when he opened the door to my room. A ray of sunshine hit my eyes along with the bright purple walls. I gasped and looked around, loving the hardwood floors, the pink curtains over my window, and the enormous closet in the corner. Near the window was my new queen sized bed, draped with pink blankets and zebra pillows. A few stuffed animals were also on the bed looking happier than I was. There was also another door in the room that led to the bathroom...my own bathroom.
"Wow...this room is amazing," I said.
He smiled, "I had it painted just for you."
I smiled and put my bags down on my bed, "How did you know I liked pink?"
He shrugged, "I'm not sure. This might sound corny but, I think purple would look beautiful on you so...I painted the walls pink."
"Well that was a lucky guess," I said. "Where is you and mom's room?"
"It's on the other side of the house. Do you want to see it?" he asked.
I smiled, "Only if you don't mind."
"Of course not." He said, "Follow me; I'll give you a whole tour of the place."
I nodded and followed him back out of my room. I found it to be a little weird that my room was on the other side of the house but hey, at least I have privacy. He showed me around carefully pointing out each room. My favorite room so far was the movie theater room. It was a pretty nice size made to fit at least twelve people. He then showed me his enormous kitchen and dining room. I imagined myself cooking in the kitchen with the window open and music playing. I didn't know why I found that to be so relaxing. Next he showed me a den that was near the back of the house on the first floor. There was a couch against the wall with some throw pillows on it for decoration. There was also a coffee table made of glass and a fireplace in the middle of the room. In the corner sat a flat screen TV with a DVD player and an X-Box next to it.
"I love this area..." I said as I looked around at it.
"Really? What do you like about it the most?" he asked.
I smiled and sat down in front of the fireplace, "I like this spot. I've always enjoyed reading so...this would be a wonderful place to do that."
He smiled, "I didn't know you liked to read, anything in particular?"
I looked down at my nails with a smile, "Romance novels."
"Ooo, good choice, I love romance novels myself. I've always wished I could live my life like one."
"I know me too," I admitted. "Things seem so simple in a book."
He nodded and then we continued our tour of the house. I loved the pool out back, it was a nice size and very beautiful. He then showed me his bedroom...the one he and my mom would be sharing...wait a sec, why did that bother me? They were getting married for crying out loud.
I shook the thought off and obsevered the room. It was strangely peaceful like my room only the walls were a deep red and the curtains were black. The King sized bed took up most of the room, leaving room for a big black dresser and a closet. I was jealous when I saw that a sliding glass door led to their bathroom which contained a bathtub that could be used as a hot tub. There was a sink that had a big mirror hanging over it.
"Wow...this is pretty sweet." I said. "I like the bath tub."
He smirked, "I figured you would, maybe sometime I'll let you try it out,"
I wasn't sure why, but I smiled really big at hearing that. "Good, because I need some time to relax."
He chuckled, "Don't we all,"
"Well I love the house. I'm sorry I didn't want to move here in the first place, I was being selfish." I told him.
"It's alright hun, remember I already accepted your apology." He said as he hooked my arm with his own and led me out of his room.
I just smiled and walked with him, feeling a lot more comfortable around him than usual. "Where is mom?"
"She went to the grocery store to get dinner for tonight." He said.
I nodded, "Right, you don't keep a lot of food in your refrigerator because you travel so much."
"That's right little lady, but now that I have a new family..." he lifted my chin so I could look at him in the eyes. "...I need to keep things stocked."
I blushed slightly, "That's true...well I better get back to my room and set it up a little bit."
He nodded, "Ok, let me know if you need anything. I'll be in the weight room."
"Wait Jon...there is something I wanted to ask you." I said.
"Fire away darlin' I'm all ears." He said.
I sighed, "Do you think I was dumb to be with a guy like James?"
His face seemed to freeze once the question reached his ears. "Of course not sweetie, In fact I think you were supposed to go through that."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because now that you've dealt with someone like him...you can learn how to deal with a man who will treat you like the princess you are."
I smiled thinking about his words, "Thanks Jon, that's really sweet."
He shrugged, "I'm only telling the truth."
I looked at him wondering just what in the world was on his mind. He stared back at me with that same look I was giving him.
Without another word I turned and left his room, the sight of those light blue eyes still in my head. As soon as I got to my room, I quickly turned on my stereo and began setting it up. I was enjoying myself a lot in this room...a whole lot. Soon I felt like I was in my old room again.
When my mom got back later that day, I went down into the kitchen to help her put away the food.
"So how are you holding up dear?" she asked. "You haven't talked at all since last week."
I sighed while pulling some noodles out of the bag. "I'm alright mom...I just wish that James was a smarter guy. How could he do that to me?"
My mom sighed, "Well honey, some guys are like that. They are in the relationship for one thing and one thing only...and that's sex."
I nodded knowing she was right. I knew James was only with me for that reason and yet I still stayed with him. What the hell was I thinking?
"I guess part of me believed that he could change you know? That he could become different."
She smiled at me, "I know honey, but hey at least now you can move on and find someone that fits you."
I smiled at that thought, "Yea you're right."
After putting away the food we started dinner together talking about how beautiful this house was. My mom then started talking about how happy she was to be with Jon and that she hoped they would be together forever. The entire time she was talking, I found myself completely...completely...annoyed? I actually ended up telling her I had a final to study for before walking off and going up to my room. What the heck was going on with me?
Living with Jon became a very great part of my life. When I started summer break he took me out to this open parking lot and taught me how to drive. Thanks to him, I ended up getting my license and he bought me a car as a gift. It was so much fun learning with him as my teacher; he cracked the best jokes and kept the experience fun. Sometimes, after the lessons, we would got out for lunch. Since my mom worked during the day we did this in order to kill time. I found myself enjoying being around him more and more. Whenever he would have to leave to go do a job, I was a little down, but hey, at least I got to watch him on TV. My mom told me after a month of living there that the wedding was set for that coming August. I was excited to hear that at first, but something in my heart wouldn't allow me to be completely happy about that...but why?
I decided to go out and buy myself a diary one day so I could write down all my thoughts and feelings. It actually began to help relieve the crazy feelings I was developing but didn't understand.
One night I went into the den and wrote at least three pages worth of thoughts in my head, and when I reread them, I was a little scared by what I had written. One passage read,
"Today was a great day. My mom had to work again this morning so Jon and I hung out and played video games. It was a lot of fun, more fun than I ever had with any guy. He tried to cheat a couple times by covering my eyes with his large hands...those hands...I love it when he touches me with those warm hands. Wait...this is my mom's fiancé, I can't have thoughts like these...maybe it's just as faze that will soon pass. I hope so, because I wouldn't want to ruin anything they have. I guess tomorrow I'll be going boy shopping. Maybe that'll help with these weird feelings."
I wasn't sure exactly what was going on in my head, but I knew that it wasn't good for Jon or my mom. Hopefully, things cool down and I can live in this house without fear of messing things up for my mom.
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