Jem...Chapter 10

Jem… Chapter 10.

Chapter 10

We laugh together and there was another one of those moments like the girls just had been talking about. Where our eye met and there was this something but I just not sure what she’s seeing or what she’s looking for.

“Okay, you need some more sleep.” I say taking the empty mug from her once she’s done.

“I feel better.”

“That’s because the Midol’s kicking in and so’s the soup. You’re still glassy eyed and stuff.”

I push her gently back into my bed and kiss her forehead while waving the girls out. I look at her. “Yup, you’ve still got a temperature.” I get up to go out but she reaches for my hand.

“Stay.” She looks so ….vulnerable right then. “Stay please….”

“Okay…”

I move to look for a place to sit and she pulls me to the bed. “I don’t bite.”

“I know but it’s just….I don’t want to cross any lines.”

“Any lines?” she gives me this she doesn’t get it look then nods biting her lip and pulls me in further. “Angel…Jason, look I’m a lesbian that doesn’t mean I’m allergic to anything male. We’re friends and I just want my friend here with me…okay? Like I said I don’t bite.”

“I just wanted it to be okay Raven, believe it or not you’re the first gay person that I’ve ever known and I just didn’t want to…” she hits me in the face with one of the pillows.

“Shaddup I’m sick I need my sleep.” She teases me.

I slip into the bed and we adjust to get comfortable and I slip in behind her and wrap my arms around her with the blanket. “This better?”

“Yeah….” She sounds a bit weepy.

“Raven?”

“I’m okay it’s just I…I…just (sniffle) hate sleeping alone.”

“Well I’ve only slept with Roxy before so I’ll try not to wake you okay?”

“Okay…….tramp.”

We both end up sort of snickering and settle into sleep. I sort of hear the others as they’re doing what ever in the rest of the house and I think I hear Roxy going on downstairs in this cute girly imitation of Cookie Monster singing C is for cookie.

It didn’t wake me but made me smile. I do hear Raven snoring every once in awhile and I actually don’t mind it, it just kind of cute.

………………………………………….. It’s about 3:30 when having to pee wakes me up. Sorry for the TMI.

I set the coffee maker too and while I’m awake and in the kitchen I have a cup of the hot lemon tea after I reheat it. I’m kind of awake from crashing so early with Raven so I take the leftovers from the Tacos and use them to make a couple of fajitas for the girls to take to school. I paper bag them and write their names on them and toss in some cookies…. “Holy shit.” Okay I made six dozen here and I might have had six, but there’s over half of them gone.

I can’t help but sort of feel good about that. If it’s a maternal thing then fine if it’s the whole guy provider thing then fine too. I just think that these girls have been so starved for stuff like this for so long that their like desert flowers seeing water.

I’m pissed actually at their folks, all of them. None of these girls really deserved the stuff they got handed to them family wise. I’ve thought it before that I had a really shitty life but even then I knew that there were people worse off than me…I had my family, and they loved me and dad still loves me even with the whole Angel thing going on it didn’t matter one bit.

They didn’t have family like I did. And they made their own until Summer broke it up.

I heat up some more broth and add a frozen chicken breast I chop up into it and some egg noodles. I get some crackers too and get it on a plate with some of the tea and carry it upstairs to my room. I wake Raven up.

She blinks at me with this WTF look all bleary eyed and stuff. I pass her two more Midol’s and the lemon tea. She takes them and takes a sip. “You woke me up for this?”

“No, you need something to eat in you and…” I pass her, her cell-phone. “you’re calling in sick today.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

“No, I’m not I can’t afford.”

“I got us a paying gig next week and it’s more than you make on your shift.”

“Oh…what?” she’s sitting up and looking surprised, still a little off and just getting awake sleepy eyed but that got her to take notice.

“I did what you said. We’ve got a couple of gig’s playing after Summer’s band with the first one this Thursday and we’ve got a paying gig at a pub next week.”

“Wow…..Uhm…..you….y’move fast on stuff don’t you?” she’s staring at me. I don’t know this look.

I look at her, then the floor then look her in the eyes. “You needed to get out there sooner than later Raven. Summer didn’t just leave it’s been months. I know it hurts, and I know the girls are hurting too but you need to get out there and get playing again.”

“I know but.”

“But nothing Raven, there’s seven billion people on this planet and you’re letting one wreck your life.”

“Hey, that’s……….You should talk Jase, look at your life.”

I could say something, It hurt and…..and….. I set the stuff on my dresser, no…on the dresser. “You should call in sick…and eat that before it get’s cold.”

I leave the bedroom and head downstairs and pace in the living room. She was right, who the hell am I to tell anyone how to live or love or even how to mourn losing that love. This whole thing was just stupid.

I go and I get some of the more neutral stuff of Mom’s from the basement laundry and I go to the bathroom and change, I get out of everything “Angel.” And start to get or try to find something to get the pink out of my hair. I’m looking over the instruction for using peroxide to like bleach it out or something when Raven takes the bottle from my hands.

“Don’t go.” She’s staring at me with tears running from her eyes.

“Why? This whole thing was a stupid idea. I just wanted to pay back what you girls did to help me out but maybe this wasn’t a good Idea? I can just go to the RCMP or something and turn myself in.”

“Fuck that!” She steps into the bathroom and closes the door. “I seen just how beat the shit you were went we first ran into you and you got away. I’m not going to let you do it. You turn yourself in and eventually they’ll release you pending a trial date and you’ll be back on the streets and easy pickings for Adam and his assholes.”

“Raven!” I glare at her.

“Angel!”

We’re glaring and staring at each other and normally it’s be one of those perfect scenes where the main character would kiss the girl in the show or in the story but right now there’s only a small part of me thinking about kissing her. Part of me wants to yell at her or maybe just yell and part of me just want’s to……..I don’t know it just hurts.

“Angel…Jason…I’m sorry…part of me is scared all to hell of you.”

“Of me?......oh.”

“No, it’s not that well it is that but its other stuff too but just… I let Summer get close, and you… (She’s kind of shaking he arm up and down as she’s trying to find the words.)…you’re not her hell she’s not you and in a good as not even close way but I’m just scared of the whole Trust thing…I was a bitch, I lashed out…we do that.”

I look at her and kind of let out a Really shaky breath and I don’t hug myself but I do shove my hands into the pockets of the sweats that I’m wearing and hunch a bit.

“Okay, I shouldn’t have called you on the stuff with Summer.”

“No, you were right. I need to get back out there and we need to get past what she did to me and to the band by showing her that we actually just didn’t dry up and blow away because she wasn’t there anymore.”

“It’s true, she’s just a little narcissistic all her stuff with the new band is very, very all about Summer.”

Raven leans over and she hugs me tight. “We good?”

“Yeah, we’re good.”

“C’mon back to bed, my soups getting cold.”

“Whose fault’s that?”

“I called in sick.”

“Okay, I’ll reheat your soup.”

Apparently with the whole me being upset and the fit I was throwing and the emotional stuff between me and Raven took a lot of time. I was taking the soup out of the microwave when the coffee maker turned on and Raven came in and ate her soup and had a coffee doing what Dad actually does half the time and moved the pot out of the way and put her mug right under the machine and let it fill that way.

I tried that once and I found it really bitterly strong stuff. I guess she makes up for it by eating three cookies. I look at her as she’s dipping them. “Stomach feeling better?”

“Yeah, enough that I feel hungry, sort of.” She blushes. I roll my eyes big time. “What!” she asks.

“You’re not fat, you’re not chunky, you’re not chubby or anything else like that. You were…were…healthy. I honestly think the way you’ve been trying to knock off pounds that you didn’t need to lose ran you down to getting sick.”

“It was the flu Angel.”

“Hey, this is me remember Raven, I went through the chemo and the puking and the weight loss and there is a reason they fight so hard to make you eat and that’s because you need it to stay healthy. Too skinny isn’t healthy.”

“But…”

“Summer didn’t leave you because you we’re attractive Raven, you’re fucking beautiful. Doing shit like extreme dieting and all that crap is just taking away from that.”

“Angel…..”

“Eat your cookie.”

“Okay…..Nom…Nom…Nom…” she’s smiling, this smile that’d honestly catch anyone’s breath as she makes Cookie monster noises with each bite. She’s looking at me and her eye just sparkle and her hair’s a mess and she’s got no make up at all on and she’s just.

Stunning.

I make some breakfast the last third of the pound of bacon and a bit of scrambled eggs and toast and I look over to her and start to sing as I’m cooking just A cappella as I’m cooking.

“Why are there so….many songs about rainbows…”
“and what’s on the other side?”
“Rainbows are visions……..but only illusion….”
“and rainbows have nothing to hide….”

“So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it…”
“I know they’re wrong, wait and see……”
“Someday we’ll find it……..”
“the rainbow connection…”

I hear the strum of the acoustic and Raven must have gone into the living room as soon as I had started to sing and she’s not singing but she’s playing along with me singing.

“the lovers the dreamers and me…”

I keep singing and Raven keeps playing and we get into the song and we’re still going when Brooklyn and Kimmie come in and they both get coffees and lean on each other and they’re hugging an arm around each other.

It’s good.

It’s better than good.

I’m not really sure just how much I wanted this.

But I really, really wanted this.



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