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“Mom. Mom? MOM!!!!! ”
No response. Honestly. I tell my mom that I wanna leave for my date at exactly 1:15 p.m. and what happens? She’s still upstairs, doing lord knows what, while I’m down here waiting for her by the door. And now she won’t even respond? This is ridiculous.
Huffing in annoyance after my second attempt of getting my mom’s attention, I slide off my vans and head upstairs to see just what my mom is doing. After reaching the top of the dark oak stairs I call again, “Mom! Are you done yet? Hello?” It’s still silent. Now i’m starting to get worried and with good reason. Because just as I start to turn down the hallway towards the bathroom a loud crash comes from the master bedroom. My eyes widen in horror as I race to see what the hell is going on. If the door wasn’t as strong as it was, I would’ve broken the thing off of the door frame.
“Mom!” I look around the bedroom and noone is there. Crap, where is she? Out of the corner of my eye I see a light coming from her bathroom. And movement...oh shit is that a second pair of feet? Oh no. Oh no no no no. NO .
I tip toe to my mom’s closet and grab the wooden bat my grandfather gave to my mother when she was 16, and slink back towards the bathroom door. I listen in for any indication of who was in there with my mom but i’m met with nothing but silence.
Ok Levi, you can do this. If there’s someone in there hurting your mom all you have to do is open the door and bash ‘em on the head. You have the element of surprise. They won’t see you coming...maybe...ugh! Ok.
One
I grip the doorknob and take a deep breath.
Two.
My knuckles turn white from holding onto the bat so hard.
Three!
Opening the door I charge in about to kick some ass, when I see
“Dad?”
Both my mom and dad look at me in shock. “Levi? What are you doing in here?”
I can’t speak. My dad is home. He’s home. Not only is he home, but he looks like he was about to...oh dear lord. With mom? On the sink! Oh god, I need to wash out my eyes. I barely got the image of Erwin and Mike out of my head and now this. You horny perverts.
Turns out, I had said that out loud, because both of my perving parents started to giggle. Fucking giggle. Um, no. “Oi! You horny perving parents of mine!” They both stand up straight. Well, more like my dad does while my mom just chills on the sink. “First off, dad, when in the hell were you-”
My dad cuts in, “Language Levi.”
Rolling my eyes I continue, “Fine. When in the heck were you gonna tell me you were home? A phone call would’ve been nice! And you!”, I point a finger at my mother, “We were supposed to be heading to Maria's Ice Cream Shop ten minutes ago! Also dad, why didn’t you come in the front door? Mom, why in heaven's name are you wearing that blouse with those pants? What if Eren sees you in that? Shit, he’ll think I let you outta the house like that…WHAT WOULD GRANDMA SAY?!” Dad laughs again.
“Levi, again, language. And I can explain everything on the way to the Maria’s ok? Honey can you move so I can get down?” Mom says calmly after she stopped giggling. Dad moves closer to the shower towards the back of the bathroom while mom hops down from the sink and walks past me into the bedroom. “Oh and Michael?* You might want to zip up your pants before your son sees something he doesn’t want to.”
What? Oh wait...
Eww. So gross. I think I might puke up my lunch.
My dad flushes and bit as he zips up his fly and readjusts his clothing. I walk after mom and see her rummaging through the closet. Please tell me you’re getting a different shirt. I glance over her shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I ask. She looks back at me for a second then continues her journey. I just kinda stand there, shifting my weight from foot to foot while she takes forever in a year, until she makes an ‘Ah Ha!’ sound. Fucking finally!
Spinning around, mom holds up a no sleeve-yellow blouse with buttons down the front. She smiles happily and walks back towards the bathroom without a word. Dad had already come into the bedroom and sat on the bed before mom picked out her shirt, but as soon as he saw her heading to the bathroom, he hopped up. Before he even took his first step I was in front of him, “Oh no you don’t you rabbit! Back! Back I say!” as I poke him in the stomach with the end of the bat. I can hear my mom’s laughter from the bathroom. Honestly, these two are ridiculous.
I look up and see my dad making his sulking face. Like that’ll work. “It’s not gonna work on me old man. Hands when I can see ‘em!” His hands go up. “Now downstairs. March!” Dad does as he’s told but not without complaint.
“Kuchel! You’re son’s bullying me again!”
Mom laughs and retorts, “He’s your son too!”
My dad puts one of his hands on his forehead like the drama queen he is, “I didn’t raise him this way!!” he sobs. Mom’s laughter grows in volume and I can’t even keep the smile off my face. I missed this. I missed dad...It’s nice that he’s back.
I shove his back with the bat. “Yeah yeah, ya phony queen, get a move on. Hurry it up!”
Of course dad just has to give me back sass. “That’s Queen Bee to you!”
This time, a laugh escapes me.
ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬ ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬ ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬
Dad and I are sitting on the couch, drinking some Earl Grey, when mom walks down the steps, her heels making their usual clicking noise as she goes.
I tilt my head back over the couch so I can see her and ask, “We can go now?”
Dad laughs while mom makes a face. “You know he was down here complaining about how you take so long to get ready. I had to give him tea so he’d calm down.” My mom makes another face while my dad starts drinking his tea again.
“You’re the one who said, ‘Please tell me you’re not wearing that blouse with those pants’, and ‘What will Eren think’ yada yada. So excuuuuuse me for trying to look nice.” Mom smirks at me. “Let me go get my overalls and we can go.”
I jump up so quickly that if dad hadn’t been holding his cup tight it would have been all over the carpet. “OH HELL NO! No overalls!”
My mom crosses her arms and gives me a disapproving look, “Levi...I thought we talked about using adult language.”
I look to the floor. “Sorry. It just slips out.”
My dad stands up and ruffles my hair. “Eh, he’s 18 now Kuchel. He can have a bit of lee way. Also, you know you used to curse like a sailor when we first met. And if I recall correctly, you weren’t even 18.” he says smirking. I glance up at my dad in surprise, then back to my mom wearing a matching smirk.
“Oh really? That true mom?”
She glances to the side, rubs the back of her head for a second, then walks towards the cubbies by the door. “Anyway! Let’s go Levi. We need to make sure you’re not late for your date.”
“Uh huh. Ok.” I walk over to my discarded vans and slip them back on. By the time they’re on, mom is already out the door and nearing the drivers side of our yellow Juke.
“She’s fleeing. Cute.” my dad says with a warm smile. “Might wanna get a move on before she leaves you.”
“I’m going, I’m going.” I say as I walk out the door, hearing it close behind me and lock. As I round the front of the car I pull my phone out of my butt pocket and shoot a quick text to my dad.
To Queen Bee:
Make sure you tell me more stories of mom when you guys first met. I wanna know all the details.
Sent at 1:45 p.m.
I hop in the car throw my phone in the cup holder. “Buckle up. Don’t need you going through the windshield. It’ll cost too much to fix, plus medical bills are expensive nowadays.”
I roll my eyes and look at my mom while she starts the engine. “Dude seriously? What about your sons life ? Don’t you want me to buckle up so I won’t die? ”
Mom looks behind us as she backs out of the driveway. “Ohhh...yeah.” she says as if it were an afterthought. Great.
“Mom, your priorities are fu- screwed up.” All she does is grin while beginning to drive down the street. When we make it to the end of our street I hear a ding from my phone. Probably dad.
I pick up my phone and unlock it. Yep. Dad.
From Queen Bee:
And what, pray tell, are you going to do with this information you request, wonderful son of mine?
Sent at 1:48 p.m.
Blackmail. I need blackmail info dad.
To Queen Bee:
Hmmm...Do you want the truth or some sugar coated shit?
Sent at 1:59 p.m.
By the time dad responded again, mom had already plugged in her iPod and had ‘Chained Up’ by VIXX playing on repeat. We’d already listened to it three times and it was about to be a fourth.
Ding!
From Queen Bee:
I’m going to let that slide since you are technically an adult. Plus, cussing is in your blood kid. And I’m pretty sure you’ll want to blackmail your mother, which I WILL NOT ALLOW. However, I will tell you the stories I know. Just don’t tell her. She’ll kick my ass! Dx
Sent at 2:11 p.m.
Dad’s making faces now? Oh no, what next? I must be smiling because my mom glances over at me.
“Having fun?” I hum in response. I always love talking to dad. He’s such a dork. I can see my mom smile as she shifts her focus back to the road. Well, that and singing along with VIXX. I start texting again.
To Queen Bee:
If I give you that Ninja Coffee Bar for your birthday, which is very soon I might add, could I blackmail mom then?
Sent at 2:13 p.m.
He responds faster than I’ve ever seen him respond before.
From Queen Bee:
You drive a hard bargain...But I couldn’t do that to my lovely wife…
Sent at 2:13 p.m.
I sigh and start texting when another message pops up.
From Queen Bee:
Throw in my favorite coffee grounds, get and A on your next English test and we have a deal.
Sent at 2:14 p.m.
I grimace at the last part. Ugh. Leave it to dad to bring school into this. I’ll have to study more, but it’s worth it.
To Queen Bee:
Deal.
Sent at 2:15 p.m.
Another speedy response.
From Queen Bee:
Meet me in library when you get home from your date. Bring snacks.
Sent at 2:16 p.m.
I grin widely this time and put my phone back in the cup holder. Ohhh yeah. Tonight I’m getting all the dirt on you dear mother of mine .
“And why are you all smiles mister?”
“Oh nothing. Nothing at all.”
She eyes me suspiciously. “Uh huh. Whatever. By the way romeo, we’re here.”
I look out the window and see the ice cream shops front door. We’re parked on the street instead of in the back where the parking lot is. Saves me the trouble of walking to the front.
“Go on. Shoo! Your date starts in less than 15 minutes!”
Annnnd that’s when it all comes crashing down and reality kicks in. HOLY MOTHER OF PEARL (my dad uses that one a lot. Also gotta cut back on the cursing a bit so). It’s time. Oh no. It’s time to go in there and wait for Eren. Wait for him to come for our date. Wait. What if he doesn’t come. What if I got all excited and dressed up for nothing? What if someone put him up to this?! Oh dear lord what if-
“Levi!”
I look at my mother and my mask must not be up because her eyes soften. She leans over and holds my face in her hands, rubbing my cheeks gently. “Sweetie, can you hear me?” I nod. “Good. Now listen, everything will be ok. Eren will show up, you two will order ice cream, talk about puppies and nail polish and have an amazing time. This day is not going to end in disaster and the world will NOT fall apart and you won’t get ice cream on your shirt because we all know how much of a clean freak you are.” I smile at that. Mom returns my smile. “There it is. There’s my little angels smile. Now go on out there and enjoy yourself alright?” she says while giving me a once over and a thumbs up.
I let out a quiet ‘ok’, grab my phone and hop out of the car. With one final wave from my mom, she pulls off down the road, probably to the library, and I head into the shop. Yeah. Mom’s right. Everything will be fine. Absolutely fine.
ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬ ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬ ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬
Mom lied.
Everything is most definitely NOT fine. It’s now 3:00 p.m. and there is still no sign of Eren. When it turned 2:45 I started to worry, but now I’m certain. He set me up. He didn’t plan on coming in the first place. He probably gets some sick pleasure out of letting me sit here, thinking that he’d come…
No no no no Levi, no. This is Eren we’re talking about. Sweet, beautiful, hot headed Eren. And even though we only talked once, he wouldn’t do this. Never. He’s not that type of person. Anyone can tell that. There’s probably something holding him. Just call him. Yeah...call him.
I quickly pull out my phone and go into my contacts. I scroll down until I find ‘Bright Eyes’ and click the call button. Holding it to my ear I wait for an answer.
It rings.
And rings.
And rings.
After about six or seven rings, someone finally picks up.
“........Levi?”
Eren. It’s Eren! Ok cool cool, keep your cool. Wait why does he sound weird. Oh he’s talking again.
“Hello? Levi you there? Did you butt dial me or something?”
I respond quickly, “No no, I was just calling wondering where you were.”
I hear a sniffle. Why is he sniffling? “Umm I’m at home. Why?”
Why? Does he not remember?
“You’re not screwing with me are you bright eyes?”
“That nickname again.” another sniffle, “It’s cute. Uhhhhh, am I missing something Levi?”
Ok good. He likes the nickname. Now i know I can use it often. “Well, I’m kinda sitting here waiting for you to walk through Maria’s doors so we can order a sundae or something and start our date.” The line goes quiet. I can’t even hear the weird sniffling anymore. Did he hang up? I check my screen and it shows that he’s still on the line. The fuck? “Bright eyes? You there?”
“Date?”
“Yes. Our date. The one involving ice cream.”
Another long pause.
“Levi, what date?”
I nearly dropped my phone.
WHAT?!?!
(they'll pretty much be wearing the same thing in the next chappy)