Clair rustled around in the bed. She was coming close to waking. Jocelyn, who was at the foot of the bed in a chair, grinned at the smaller girl. Adorable.
Jocelyn closed her book and walked over to the bed. She sat on the side of it and watched the placidly sleeping girl. She leaned over and kissed Clair on the forehead. Clair stirred in her sleep. She stretched out and opened her mouth to let a little squeak escape. I am going to tease the hell out of her later about that, but it’s definitely adorable.
“Are you gonna join us some time this century, love?” She smiled brightly at the half-awake girl.
“I don’t wanna wake up yet.” Clair half lifted her eyelids. “Hey, you’re dressed.”
“Yes, that is usually what I do when I get up in the morning, or in this case, the afternoon.” Clair giggled a little at her. Jocelyn rolled her eyes.
Clair heard a vibrating noise and looked to where it was coming from. Her phone on the nightstand was lit up. “That thing has literally been going off like every 30 minutes since I have been awake.”
Clair grabbed the phone and looked at the caller id. The phone read mom. “Oh my gosh, why didn’t you wake me and tell me? My mother is probably so pissed.”
“A. It is your phone and I don’t touch other people’s phones. B. Your dad knows you’re here because my dad called him, so what could be the problem?”
“I don’t know. I guess I will call her and see.” Clair hit dial on her phone and put the phone to her ear.
“Clair what the hell happened last night?” “Well hello to you to mom. What are you talking about?”
“Michael called and said that you both were having a good time at the movies, but then you went all whack and left with a lesbian. I ask who he was talking about, and he said Jocelyn. He told me that I should get you away from her before she becomes a bad influence on you, and also before she can screw up your relationship with him. He told me to control my daughter and then hung up. Honey, what happened last night? Is Jocelyn a lesbian? And what does he mean bad influence? She isn’t trying to get you to do bad things is she? And did…”
“Mom, chill out a sec. That is way too many questions at once.”
“Well, I want you to come home immediately so that we can talk about this. Bye.” Her mother hung up as quickly as she has answered.
“What is going on?” Jocelyn asked with a worried expression.
“Michael called my mother and told her a lot of things. My mother wants me home now, so that she can figure it all out.” Clair sighed.
“Okay, I will get my dad to drive you.”
At that moment Jocelyn’s mother popped into the room. “Do you two want lunch?”
“No, mom, Clair has to get home like now.”
“Oh, well she might want to consider dressing first.” Her mother turned and exited the room.
Clair turned bright red. “I forgot I wasn’t dressed.”
Jocelyn laughed at her. “I’ll go get my dad while you get dressed.” Jocelyn went out the door.
Clair got up and put on her clothes. She did her best to straighten them, but anyone could tell they had been bunch up. She sighed.
Jocelyn returned a few minutes later. She giggled a little at the sight of the wrinkled clothes. “You could have borrowed some of my clothes.”
“No, hopefully the wrinkles will fall out. Plus your clothes are too big, and I don’t think wearing your clothes will help the issue.” Clair looked sadly at Jocelyn.
“I’m sure everything will be fine.” Jocelyn pulled Clair into her arms for a loving hug.
“I hope so. I might not get to see you for a while if things go bad.”
“I know, but you won’t know until it happens. Come on, my dad is waiting outside.” Jocelyn grabbed Clair’s hand and led her downstairs and to the car. She opened the door to let Clair into the car. Then Jocelyn crawled in after her.
“It’s nice to see you again.” Jocelyn’s dad commented.
“Dad, you saw her last night.”
“I know, it’s just good to see her a little happier. So why are you still lookin’ a little down? From what I gathered from my wife, you should be plenty happy.”
Clair brushed profusely. “Uh, my mom is a little upset right now.”
“Oh, why?”
“Michael told her things. That is why I have to go home.”
“Well that’s unfortunate.” Jocelyn’s dad flipped on the radio at the impending silence.
Clair snuggled into Jocelyn’s arms and rested on her shoulder.
Soon they were in front of Clair’s house. Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair softly.
“Well wish me luck.” Clair hopped out of the car.
“Good luck. I love you.”
Clair smiled. “I love you too.”
“Bye Clair.” Jocelyn’s dad smiled and said.
“Bye.” Clair replied.
Then she headed up to her house and went in the.
“Do you think she’ll be alright dad?”
“She’ll be fine sweetie.” Jocelyn sighed while her father drove off.
Clair slowly made her way into her house. She figured her mother would be in the kitchen.
“Oh, there you are honey. Look I’m sorry I yelled on the phone.” Clair’s mother said upon the encounter.
“It’s okay mom, so what is it you want to know?” Clair sat down in one of the table chairs. Her mother sat down across from her.
“Honey, how about you start from the beginning? What exactly happened the day that Jocelyn was stabbed? You never clearly told us why neither of you were at school.” Clair’s mother looked at her expectantly.
Clair let out a breath of air. Then she told her mother everything from the video to the movies.
Her mother just stared at her. She never said a word through the entire thing.
“Well?” Clair questioned. “Well that sure explains the way you have been acting amongst other things.”
“What do you mean?”Clair titled her head sideways with a questioning expression.
“Well, the fact that I am your mother means that I notice things. Like the fact that when Jocelyn started to come around again, you seemed to light up more every time she was around. Like how when she was stabbed, I never saw you because you were always at the hospital. Also I noticed when you came home from the hospital looking crushed. Then I figured out Jocelyn moved schools, and it was slightly obvious you were depressed. I noticed that you never warmed up to your boyfriend like you did Jocelyn. And last, but not least, these past couple of days, you have been hopping around in happiness. I couldn’t figure it out, but then I figured it must be because of Jocelyn, so when Michael told me the things that he told me I started to worry. Well, it seems my intuition was correct.”
“I’m sorry mom. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Sweetie, you haven’t disappointed me. It just seems to me that you have been through a lot more than people should when they first start high school.” Clair’s mother titled her head, “Was the hickey from Jocelyn?”
“Oh, uh, yeah.” Clair blushed.
“I thought that might be the case. Sweetie, I am going to tell you now that I don’t exactly approve of your relationship with Jocelyn, but I’m not against it either. But, if you continue this relationship, you have to promise me one thing?”
“Oh, and what would that be?”
“I want you to tell your father, because it’s not my place or responsibility.”
“Uh, I don’t think dad will be quite as accepting. When do I have to tell him?”
“Do it when you’re ready. But please do it soon; I hate keeping secrets from your father.”
Clair giggled at her mother. “Thanks mom.”
Her mother gave her a hug. “By the way, you never told me what happened last night after the movies.”
Clair blushed and mockingly looked at her watch. “Gee, look at the time. I have got some things I have to do.” Clair sat up and started to head out.
“Hold it right there young lady.” Clair froze. She turned to her mother. She wasn’t quite hiding the smile creeping up her face. “Young lady, do we need to have a talk about the birds and the bees?”
Clair while trying to stifle a laugh replied, “No mom, I found out about them well enough on my own.”
“Oh, jeez.” Her mother dropped her head into her palm.
Clair walked out of the room laughing. Then she popped back in, “Can you give me a ride to Jocelyn's?”
“Didn’t you just get back from her house?”
“Yes, but she is probably worried right now because of our earlier conversation.”
“Why not just call her?”
“Please.” She whined.
“Fine, but don’t think I am doing this every day.”
“Thank you mother.” She said happily as she headed toward her mother’s car.
Soon they were in front of Jocelyn’s house.
“Do you need to be picked up?”
“No, I will get Jocelyn’s dad to drive me.”
“He has already driven you to our house once today.”
“I’m sure he won’t mind to drive me again tomorrow.” Clair said as she hopped out of the car.
“Wait a minute; I didn’t say you could stay the night.”
Clair walked away pretending not to listen. “Bye, love you mom.”
Her mother sighed. “My daughter is insatiable.” She laughed as she drove off.
Clair did a happy beat on Jocelyn’s door.
Jocelyn opened the door and smiled. “Ya know, you could use the doorbell.”
“I could, but I can also do this.” She grabbed Jocelyn and pulled her into a kiss.
Jocelyn pulled away. “So I take it things went well.”
“They went as well as they probably could have. Thank God.” She sighed. She smiled at sweetly at Jocelyn.
“So, I assume you want to come in.”
“Duh.” Clair rolled her eyes. Jocelyn smiled as she allowed Clair to come in.