We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
“I can’t believe bạn didn’t tell me where bạn were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
“I didn’t think bạn cared! bạn aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
“Maybe not, but I care about bạn Lucy. I tình yêu you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
“I-I tình yêu you, too,” Xander leaned in and kissed Lucy. I wanted to stand up and say something, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The display of tình yêu was too sweet. Alexander walked in the room, and looked at them wide eyed as I was. I looked up at him, and took his hand. Alexander looked down at me, stunned. I grinned and shook my head. Xander pulled back. Lucy blushed and looked over at Alexander and me.
“If bạn two are done sucking each other’s faces we would like to go check on those adoption papers,” Alexander đã đưa ý kiến with a grin.
“Sounds good,” Lucy stood, Xander behind her looking smug. Lucy walked up front with Alexander. I hung in the back with Xander.
“How was it?” I asked, trying to be supportive of my soon to be adopted son.
“What?” he asked.
“The kiss,” I đã đưa ý kiến in a duh tone.
“Oh, it was…Great,” Xander said. “I really do tình yêu her, Damien. It’s just odd knowing we will live together.” A small dose of fear in his eyes.
“But bạn won’t be related,” I đã đưa ý kiến hoping that would comfort him.
“Are bạn and Alexander not-”
I interrupted him, “No, as far as I’m concerned. I don’t believe in marriage. I’m perfectly happy with the way our relationship is now.” Xander nodded and we đã đưa ý kiến nothing until we arrived at Social Services. Stacey sat at the front desk. Uh-oh not again, I thought.
“Well, if it isn’t the demon child, Lucy and the psychotic psychologist, Damien,” Stacey đã đưa ý kiến regarding Lucy and I.
“If you’re talking about my child, and the tình yêu of my life, then I believe we are going to have a problem, miss,” đã đưa ý kiến Alexander defensively. I elbowed him in the ribs; I didn’t want him to be arguing with her.
“Oh, Dr. Laveney. Are bạn here after eight years to adopt your child?” Stacey asked cruelly. We had called about the appointment, and they must’ve filled Stacey in on the details. “Mrs. Blevins is in the other room. bạn should go help her fill out the forms.”
I took Alexander’s hand as we went to tham gia a woman who reminded me of Grey. Mrs. Blevins was a petite woman, though. She also had a kinder face. As we walked through the glass door, I heard Stacey yell, “The homosexuals’ burn in hell!”
I started to turn around, to give that vile woman a piece of my mind, but Alexander grabbed my arm. I heard Lucy and Xander making nasty remarks to Stacey as they sat out in the lobby. “If I ever get my hands on that woman…” I mumbled to myself, disturbed bởi Stacey’s unprofessional behavior.
Alexander squeezed my hand, “Don’t worry about it. She will see one day,” How was this man so optimistic?
“Damien. Alexander. Glad bạn could tham gia me,” Mrs. Blevins smiled up at us brightly. Her blue eyes were shining.
“Not a problem,” Alexander smiled, and took a ghế, chỗ ngồi in one of the black, plastic chairs beside of Mrs. Blevins. I glanced around awkwardly. There weren’t any thêm chairs in the room. Alexander looked up at me curiously, and then realized what I was being weird over. He patted his leg, a gesture for me to sit on his lap. That wouldn’t be uncomfortable at all. For us to be on each other while your kid’s foster mom was in the room. Alexander gave me a dubious look, and I sighed sitting on his lap.
“Umm,” Mrs. Blevins looked at us with a slightly disturbed expression on her face. “Are bạn two…?”
“Yes. Is that a problem?” Alexander asked defensively.
“I just don’t think Lucy should be around such behavior,” Mrs. Blevins đã đưa ý kiến wrinkling her nose in disgust.
“Maybe we don’t think she should be under the influence of you,” I said, getting pissed off.
“What? I’m a better parent than one of bạn two faggots could ever be,” That was the final straw. I bounded off Alexander’s lap, and hit the woman in the face.
“Clearly not if you’re using that kind of language!” I shouted. “All bạn are is just a plastic woman, with a plastic relationship! I know mine is real! I actually had to work to get it, and I couldn’t tình yêu him more!” I yelled.
Mrs. Blevins gave me a look that could kill. “I best believe bạn keep your mouth shut.”
“Make me,” I hissed. My lip curled back slightly. Mrs. Blevins tackled me to the floor. We were rolling around, screaming, kicking, punching, and I even bit her once. Alexander tried to stop the fight, but it was no use. Stacey stormed in, the kids hot on her trail.
“This is against regulation!” She đã đưa ý kiến loudly. We ignored her, still rolling around on the floor like animals. “Mrs. Blevins!” Stacey shrieked. We both looked up. “Go home!” Mrs. Blevins gave her an irritated look, and walked out of the door.
“Fu-” Stacey cut me off.
“Mr. Demidov, would bạn and Xander please come over here?” Stacey walked us over to another station. A man with brown hair, and green eyes sat at the desk. “Deal with him about Xander. In addition, do NOT get into anymore chó cái, bitch fights while in here. Thank you,” Stacey walked away as I rolled my eyes. Xander chuckled and tugged on my arm. I sat in one of the chairs. Xander beside me.
The man talked to us about the adoption. We decided to see if Xander’s mother would let me willingly take him. The Social Worker had called her. She had đã đưa ý kiến yes in a heartbeat. Although, Xander had looked hurt, he was somewhat relieved. He wouldn’t have to deal with her anymore. We went through the forms, and papers. Xander was officially mine.
We waited outside for Lucy and Alexander to walk out.
“I can’t believe bạn didn’t tell me where bạn were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
“I didn’t think bạn cared! bạn aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
“Maybe not, but I care about bạn Lucy. I tình yêu you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
“I-I tình yêu you, too,” Xander leaned in and kissed Lucy. I wanted to stand up and say something, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The display of tình yêu was too sweet. Alexander walked in the room, and looked at them wide eyed as I was. I looked up at him, and took his hand. Alexander looked down at me, stunned. I grinned and shook my head. Xander pulled back. Lucy blushed and looked over at Alexander and me.
“If bạn two are done sucking each other’s faces we would like to go check on those adoption papers,” Alexander đã đưa ý kiến with a grin.
“Sounds good,” Lucy stood, Xander behind her looking smug. Lucy walked up front with Alexander. I hung in the back with Xander.
“How was it?” I asked, trying to be supportive of my soon to be adopted son.
“What?” he asked.
“The kiss,” I đã đưa ý kiến in a duh tone.
“Oh, it was…Great,” Xander said. “I really do tình yêu her, Damien. It’s just odd knowing we will live together.” A small dose of fear in his eyes.
“But bạn won’t be related,” I đã đưa ý kiến hoping that would comfort him.
“Are bạn and Alexander not-”
I interrupted him, “No, as far as I’m concerned. I don’t believe in marriage. I’m perfectly happy with the way our relationship is now.” Xander nodded and we đã đưa ý kiến nothing until we arrived at Social Services. Stacey sat at the front desk. Uh-oh not again, I thought.
“Well, if it isn’t the demon child, Lucy and the psychotic psychologist, Damien,” Stacey đã đưa ý kiến regarding Lucy and I.
“If you’re talking about my child, and the tình yêu of my life, then I believe we are going to have a problem, miss,” đã đưa ý kiến Alexander defensively. I elbowed him in the ribs; I didn’t want him to be arguing with her.
“Oh, Dr. Laveney. Are bạn here after eight years to adopt your child?” Stacey asked cruelly. We had called about the appointment, and they must’ve filled Stacey in on the details. “Mrs. Blevins is in the other room. bạn should go help her fill out the forms.”
I took Alexander’s hand as we went to tham gia a woman who reminded me of Grey. Mrs. Blevins was a petite woman, though. She also had a kinder face. As we walked through the glass door, I heard Stacey yell, “The homosexuals’ burn in hell!”
I started to turn around, to give that vile woman a piece of my mind, but Alexander grabbed my arm. I heard Lucy and Xander making nasty remarks to Stacey as they sat out in the lobby. “If I ever get my hands on that woman…” I mumbled to myself, disturbed bởi Stacey’s unprofessional behavior.
Alexander squeezed my hand, “Don’t worry about it. She will see one day,” How was this man so optimistic?
“Damien. Alexander. Glad bạn could tham gia me,” Mrs. Blevins smiled up at us brightly. Her blue eyes were shining.
“Not a problem,” Alexander smiled, and took a ghế, chỗ ngồi in one of the black, plastic chairs beside of Mrs. Blevins. I glanced around awkwardly. There weren’t any thêm chairs in the room. Alexander looked up at me curiously, and then realized what I was being weird over. He patted his leg, a gesture for me to sit on his lap. That wouldn’t be uncomfortable at all. For us to be on each other while your kid’s foster mom was in the room. Alexander gave me a dubious look, and I sighed sitting on his lap.
“Umm,” Mrs. Blevins looked at us with a slightly disturbed expression on her face. “Are bạn two…?”
“Yes. Is that a problem?” Alexander asked defensively.
“I just don’t think Lucy should be around such behavior,” Mrs. Blevins đã đưa ý kiến wrinkling her nose in disgust.
“Maybe we don’t think she should be under the influence of you,” I said, getting pissed off.
“What? I’m a better parent than one of bạn two faggots could ever be,” That was the final straw. I bounded off Alexander’s lap, and hit the woman in the face.
“Clearly not if you’re using that kind of language!” I shouted. “All bạn are is just a plastic woman, with a plastic relationship! I know mine is real! I actually had to work to get it, and I couldn’t tình yêu him more!” I yelled.
Mrs. Blevins gave me a look that could kill. “I best believe bạn keep your mouth shut.”
“Make me,” I hissed. My lip curled back slightly. Mrs. Blevins tackled me to the floor. We were rolling around, screaming, kicking, punching, and I even bit her once. Alexander tried to stop the fight, but it was no use. Stacey stormed in, the kids hot on her trail.
“This is against regulation!” She đã đưa ý kiến loudly. We ignored her, still rolling around on the floor like animals. “Mrs. Blevins!” Stacey shrieked. We both looked up. “Go home!” Mrs. Blevins gave her an irritated look, and walked out of the door.
“Fu-” Stacey cut me off.
“Mr. Demidov, would bạn and Xander please come over here?” Stacey walked us over to another station. A man with brown hair, and green eyes sat at the desk. “Deal with him about Xander. In addition, do NOT get into anymore chó cái, bitch fights while in here. Thank you,” Stacey walked away as I rolled my eyes. Xander chuckled and tugged on my arm. I sat in one of the chairs. Xander beside me.
The man talked to us about the adoption. We decided to see if Xander’s mother would let me willingly take him. The Social Worker had called her. She had đã đưa ý kiến yes in a heartbeat. Although, Xander had looked hurt, he was somewhat relieved. He wouldn’t have to deal with her anymore. We went through the forms, and papers. Xander was officially mine.
We waited outside for Lucy and Alexander to walk out.
"Good bởi danny," I đã đưa ý kiến kissing him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the ngày would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I đã đưa ý kiến to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie hoặc somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
4 months later
I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I đã đưa ý kiến to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie hoặc somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” đã đưa ý kiến Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” đã đưa ý kiến Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
