That's right! I'm FINALLY updating this story! XD Anyway...........I'm just gonna start! O3O Hope this was worth the wait!
*No ones POV*
So, after their night of catching up, and the kiss, Noah and Cody continued on with everyday life. They both still went to work, worked their hardest, and then came inicial to the person they thought was their love.
They also started to drift apart once more.
Cody's visits to the cafe quickly started to slow, and, soon, he stopped coming all together. Noah was surprisingly okay with the drifting this time around. He found, since Cody and him weren't even together, drifting apart seemed almost natural. Like if a person tu just met and talked to once o twice moving away; there was no emotional connection. Of course....Noah, deep down, knew he was saddened por Cody and him drifting apart for the segundo time.
And, in vise-verse, Cody was also somewhat saddened por him and Noah coming so close, and then...just...growing apart. Cody personally didn't happen, but, after the kiss, which he now admits meant something more, he couldn't be around Noah. Cody knew the smart teen was with Alejandro, and...he didn't want to torture himself with what was, and decided to go for what he had. Besides...he didn't want to say anything to Noah that could ruin their already fragile friendship....
As for Alejandro and Sierra; they too drifted apart, but still had minimum contact; all of which was just occasional check in's for their devious plan. Sierra didn't mind the phone calls, but...each one made her want Alejandro there in person to hug and kiss her. But...of course, she couldn't. Her destiny was to be with Cody, and Alejandro was just a piece of their loves puzzle. After her crazy, and surprisingly working out plan was carried out, Alejandro would be of no más use. He would promptly dump Noah, and go off to live his own life. That's the reality of things, and that's how things were gonna stay.
Alejandro, on the other hand, was slowly starting to accept their strictly business relationship, and preparing for the night of the century; breaking up with Noah. Alejandro was already set for this, and he wasn't gonna hold back. He was gonna make sure Noah would be broken; no matter what he had to do. Alejandro wanted the know-it-all to suffer just like the girls of the hearts he broke usually did. Alejandro wanted Noah to cry, scream, and, hell, even beg on his hands in knees for a segundo chance – which he wasn't gonna get. In fact, Alejandro was hoping to hurt Noah so badly; he'd never recover. It wasn't anything personal against Noah, no, Alejandro just wanted to get...lets say, a revenge of some sorts. Alejandro was gonna take all the pain he had from getting rejected por Sierra, and throw it all at Noah to, hopefully, give him enough closer to forget Sierra and mover on. Of course...he couldn't stop wishing that....he'd be the one slipping an engagement ring on Sierra's finger....
So, it is now two weeks since Noah and Cody's kiss; or, to be más precise, it was Thanksgiving eve. Noah and Cody were all set to go to Alejandro and Sierra's parents that following day, but, of course, a lot can happen in the course of a day.
*Cody's POV*
I was sleeping so peacefully and deeply in the cama (Sierra had thankfully allowed me to come sleep in it again) that I almost hated waking up naturally. Of course, when I did, I was greeted with the pleasant aroma of pies and other various baked goods. I yawned loudly, and sat up – taking in a deep smell of the aroma.
"Man....some thing smells good." I say as I take in another deep breath. I then realized two things; Sierra was gone, and it was already 10 o'clock. "Man...I really need to get up." and with that I then hopped out of bed, took a quick shower, got dressed in my regular work clothes, and went into the kitchen. Once I did; I saw Sierra – who was wearing a delantal over her PJ's - putting an flat naranja colored pie into the oven.
"Good morning sweetie!" Sierra says warmly as she closed the horno door.
"Morning Sierra." I replied happily. "Man....those pies really smell good! I can't wait to try them." Sierra smiles widely, and rushes over to hug me.
"Oh, Cody, your so sweet!" Sierra gushes as she tightly hugs me. Normally I'd try and get away if she hugged me, but...for some reason...I didn't mind it now. Sierra soon released me, and suddenly got a confused look. "Why are tu all dressed up? I thought today and tomorrow were your days off. Besides, tu were gonna stay around the house and help me bake."
"I know I dicho I would." I reply sadly. "But...I have to go in if I want my paycheck. Of course, it's gonna be a very short trip! I'm just gonna go in, get my check, and come straight home." Sierra got a distrusting look, but then sighs sadly.
"Okay...I understand." Sierra says sadly. "And...your not gonna be long...right?" I smile, and actually hug Sierra.
"I promise." I reassure her. Sierra hugs me back, and we soon separate.
"Well...okay, I trust you." Sierra then quickly gives me a peck on the lips. "Please be safe, and make it inicial soon." I smile, and nod my head.
"I will, and I promise I'll be so fast tu won't know I left." and, with that, I headed out the door. I hurried to the metro station, hopped on my regular train, and took a seat. The train soon speed off, and, as I was flipping through a magazine, something, o someone, in the asiento in front of me caught my eye. I blinked once to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and then looked again. Both times the person in front stayed, and....I realized they weren't part of my imagination.
tu see, in the asiento in front of me, was Noah's older brother Nigel – in all his blue sweater vest (sweater vests are a popular Ishtar – Noah's family – clothing choice) shaggy hair, and chin hair glory. I couldn't believe it was him, and I honestly think he didn't change since I meet him when I was dating Noah all those years ago. I wanted to say something, but...for some reason...I was tongue tied. I hadn't noticed it before, but....Nigel looked much like Noah. The only difference was that Nigel was both older and taller than Noah. Plus, from what I used to know about him, he was hetero-sexual. I had got so caught up in memories; I almost didn't notice the train coming to a screeching halt. Nigel then stood up, and, once the doors opened, stepped out. The doors soon closed again, and it speed away form the spot where Nigel got off.
"Well....that was odd." I mumbled. I then looked out the window, and, before I knew it, the metro had reached my stop. I then promptly got off, and practically ran to the office. I then took the elevator to my floor, and went directly to the door of my bosses office. I was about to knock when someone dicho my name from a distance. I turned around, and, about twelve cubicles away from was Jake looking at me with a confused look. "Oh....hi Jake." I say with a polite smile. Jake then comes over, and returns the smile I gave him.
"Hey Cody." Jake says with a little confusion – losing his smile. "So...I thought tu had today and yesterday off..."
"Yeah, I do." I inform him a little smugly. "I just decided to pop in, and pick up my bonus." Jake got a even más confused look at my words.'
"Wait....your bonus?" Jake asked slowly. I shook my head, and Jake face-palmed himself. "That's right....you weren't here this morning. Well, tu see, the boss left early for Thanksgiving, and he dicho that, due to some world-wide business thing, all bonuses will have to be received on December instead of November." my jaw dropped slightly, and...I couldn't believe what Jake was telling me!
"What!?" I asked in utter shock. "But...but that's just insane!"
"Yeah, it is!" Jake agrees. "Look, I don't know all the details of it, but, all I know is, we have to wait for navidad bonus know." this...this is impossible! I have to have this bonus or..or I won't be able to pay for mine and Sierra's wedding!
"But...but I needed that bonus!" I shrieked. "Without it I can't pay for my wedding!"
"Oh...that really sucks." Jake says sympathetically. "But...there's nothing tu can do about it. A lot of people were counting on this early bonus, but...things happen tu know." it took me a second, but...I realized Jake had a miserable tone to his voice. I never thought Jake to be financially troubled, but...I guess that kinda thing happens to the best of us. I then patted Jake's shoulder sympathetically, and gave an understanding smile.
"It's all gonna work out Jake." I tell him with optimism. Jake smiles weakly, and he nods his head.
"Yeah, your right." Jake says hopefully. "Anyway...I better get back to work. Some of us don't have the luxury of getting off early." Jake then laughs heartily, and went on his way. I then turned around, and went out of the office. As I went to the metro; I couldn't stop feeling sorry for Jake. I honestly never took the time to see how things were going for him, and...and I just felt horrible for it. I mean, he was my only friend in that whole office, and I didn't even know him. I soon arrived at the metro, and I had to wait for my train to arrive. As I did....I thought más and más about my current situation. No bonus meant no wedding rings; no wedding rings meant no wedding; no wedding means.....Sierra putting little old me in the dog house. At my moment of realization; the train pulled into the station. I got on, took a seat, and stared blankly out the window.
I was, of course, thinking how Sierra was gonna react when I told her my news.
*Noah's POV*
I laid in cama with my eyes wide open. I had been asleep, but, for some reason, I had this terrible nightmare. I was a mouse, and I was walking along with this snake. It hadn't seemed bad, but then, all of a sudden, the snake encircled me – wrapping me tightly in it's body. I tried getting out of it's grip, but...it had me in a tight hold. The snakes grip seemed to tighten, and I squeaked in pain.
The snake smirked at my pain, and brought it's head to my ear. Then it started to speak, but....it had...it had Alejandro's voice. It said; "There is no use struggling. I own tu now, and there's nothing tu can do. Even if tu escape, you'll be nothing. Like I said, I own tu now, and, without me, your nothing." The snake then positioned his head so I was looking into it's eyes. In a terror, I realized....the snake had....Alejandro's eyes. The snake smirked one last time, and opened his mouth widely. It then lashed out to strike, but, before it could, I woke up in a cold sweat. I didn't scream – I never did when I had nightmares. I usually just breathed heavy for a couple of minutes, and then I'd either calm down and wen back to sleep o lay awake till that morning. So I just laid there for a few minutes, and, soon, I was calmed down. I tried going back to sleep, but my body refused to go back to sleep – probably from fear of another nightmare.
"I-It was only a bad dream...right?" I asked softly. But....of course...I got no answer. After awhile longer of laying there, I decided I should at least get an early start.
I then quietly got up, tip-toed to the dressed, got dressed, and tip-toed once más out of the bed-room door. I then continued quietly to the door, and, once I was out-side, I sighed in great relief. For some reason...I didn't want to see Alejandro at this moment in time. I then went to the metro, rode it to work, and, what seemed like mere seconds, I was entering the cafe.
"Hey Noah." brandy, aguardiente – who was cleaning tables at the time – says without looking up. "What are tu doing in so early?"
"No reason." I replied blandly. "Anyway, wheres Crystal?"
"Doesn't come in until a little later." brandy, aguardiente replied without even looking away from the mesa, tabla she was cleaning. I then looked up at the nearby muro clock, and I saw that it was only 6:11. I groaned slightly, and took my usual place behind the counter. I watched brandy, aguardiente clean the last few tables, and, when she went into the cocina to start baking, I attended to some costumers that were in the shop. But, when they all left, I started to get really sleepy.
"Must be from last nights nightmare." I grumbled. I tried my best to stay awake, but, after awhile, I gave into my drowsiness, and let my eyes shut all the way. I then fell asleep, and, some odd time later, I heard the cafe doors oscilación open. My eyes flew open, and, in the door way was Crystal. Of course...something was off. Her camisa, camiseta was all messed up, and her hair was messy as well. "Wow...what happened to you? Did a tornado come through o something?" Crystal then got a unamused expression, and rolled her eyes.
"It's actually none of your business why I look like this." Crystal spat. She then went into her office in the back, and I decided to check the time. It was 10 o'clock, and...I realized I slept on my shift! 'Please don't let Crystal find out!' I begged in my mind while keeping my indifferent expression on the outside.
The following hours were like any other día at 10. A few people come in here and there, but, for the most part, it was a ghost town. Despite this; the día moved along fairly quickly. Before I even knew what happened; it was almost time for my break. "Well....that was quick." I mutter. I then decide to take stock of what was in the register. I opened the register, and, as I began counting the bills, I heard the door to the cafe open. Of course, I decided to not look up, just like brandy, aguardiente had, and continue counting the money. I heard footsteps approach the counter, and, soon, someone was clearing their throat to get my attention.
"Excuse me sir." a voice says a bit meekly. I groan slightly, and continue counting.
"Look, I'll be with tu in a second." I say blandly. I then start to count the money again, but the person, whoever they were, kept clearing their throat and whistling real loud. After awhile of this, I shoved the register shut, and looked up to glare at the person. "Look, I said-" I began, but, once I saw who it was, I became dumbstruck. I had never expected that...that...that he'd be here! After all this time, I can't believe he'd be here!"Oh my god, is...is it really tu Nigel?!"
"We'll, I'm certainly not the Easter-bunny, now, am I?" Nigel, my brother, says in a playful tone. Joy suddenly over-comes me, and I leap across the counter and capture my older brother in a hug.
"Nigel, it's so nice to see you!" I gush as I hug my brother tighter.
"Hey, anything for my favorito! brother." Nigel laughs, hugging me back. We stay like this for a little while longer, but then separate. "So, little brother, how are things going in the city?" I smiled, and began to explain everything to him. I told him about how I already graduated collage, how I got this job, and....I even told him a little about Alejandro – leaving a bunch of stuff out of course.
"Well, that's basically my story." I say laughing slightly. "So, now that tu know my story, let me hear yours!" Nigel smiles weakly at me, and then nods his head slowly.
"Of course, but I'd like to sit at a mesa, tabla with some coffee if I'm allowed." I laughed slightly, and nodded. I then quickly escorted my brother to a table, and quickly ran into the cocina to get his coffee. I told Crystal I was taking my break, and she yelled back okay. I then took Nigel his coffee, and take the asiento opposite of him.
"Okay Nigel, lay your story on me!" I say; really wanting to know my brothers story.
"Well, since I don't know where to start, I guess I'll start at the very beginning." Nigel explains. He then tells how, after I came out of the closet, our mother became grief stricken. In fact, from my brothers word, she constantly blames herself for letting my father kick me out so easily. Nigel explains that she tried to get dad to allow me back home, but dad absolutely refused. After several failed attempts of this por my mother (and, surprisingly, a few of my siblings) everyone just sorta let my memory fade into the oblivion. Of course, as Nigel tells me, my mother, and a few of the siblings I was close to when I lived at my parents, still hopes I make a glorious return inicial soon.
"Wow...I can't believe mom actually missed me." I say – seriously surprised my mother missed me despite the fact I was now out of the closet.
"Yeah...mom." Nigel sighs happily. "Bless her soul; she was actually okay with your decision. In fact....there was a time when...I was going through some things I couldn't talk about with dad. But...thanks to talking to mom...I finally was able to face my personal truth." I quickly reviewed his words in my head, and...I instantly wondered...is he telling me what I think he's telling me.
"Wait....Nigel...are you...are tu telling me your...."
"Gay?" Nigel asks, finishing my sentence. "Yes, yes I am telling tu that. I came out about...oh...two months after tu left...or....kicked out in this case."
"Well...that's awesome Nigel!" I say – a little surprised about my brother also being gay. "Man...this...this is a little unexpected! I mean, I don't think it's wrong, but...I just have SO many questions! How did tu tell dad, o did tu tell him yet? If tu did tell him; did tu get kicked out? And, finally are tu seeing anyone right now?" my preguntas made Nigel laugh.
"Man, same old Noah, as curious as ever!" Nigel exclaims while chuckling slightly. "Okay, let me answer all your preguntas in order then. But, to answer them...I might as well tell tu the whole story." and, with that, Nigel began spinning his yarn. It all began with Nigel secretly noticing how cute this one guy named Demetry was. This had been going on ever since he was young, but, because of our families religious beliefs, he was afraid to say so. Of course, after I came out of the closet, Nigel's noticing of Demetry increased. Eventually, Nigel decided to confess to Demetry, and, as it turned out, Demetry felt the same way.
So, the two started to fecha each other in secret. It went swimmingly for about a month, but, of course, the increase of Demetry's visits to the house automatically raised suspicion in our father. Nigel was getting scared, and he even let his fear get in the way of his relationship with his boyfriend. It even got so bad, Nigel told Demetry to not come over because of his fathers suspicions. And, of course, this automatically made Nigel go crazy from separation. Soon, Nigel was afraid Demetry would mover on, but....he couldn't spend time with hm because of his father. This made him very confused, and Nigel knew he needed to have someone to talk to about this. So, naturally, he went to mom about the subject, and told her he only had an attraction to Demetry. She told him that, if he was serious about liking this boy, he should damn everything he was taught and go for him.
"Mom seriously told tu to damn everything they taught you, and go for it?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, honest to god she did!" Nigel explains.
"So....did you...did tu go for it?"
"Well.....yeah, of course I did." Nigel says – suddenly getting a evil smirk. "In fact, the día after I talked to mom, I packed a bag, took out basically all my money out of my account, and called Demetry and told him to do the same. So, that day, I invited Demetry over. Once he was there, I told my parents I had something important to tell them. And, before they can even get a sound in, I grabbed Demetry, and kissed him. We had a short make-out session, and, when we separated, I told them Demetry was my boyfriend, and that we were both gay. Man, was dads face red! Before he could even get another word in, I took Demetry por the arm, and we ran off – nothing but bags we packed."
"S-So...wait...you...you just left?" I asked surprised. "You left......you just left like that? Without a single goodbye to anyone?"
"Yeah." Nigel smiles. "We honestly didn't need anything else. As long as we had each other; we were bullet proof. And, well, that's basically where the story ends. We hopped a metro, and rode it all the way to the big apple. We then pooled the money we had, got a hotel room, stable jobs, and...well, that's it." I blinked in shock. The story Nigel had told me sounded like something out of a tween, Twilight-like novel, but...it wasn't. The story Nigel told me was hundred-percent true and his own. It actually happened, and...that was that.
"Well...I'm glad things worked out for you!" I say- hiding my internal shock.
"Yeah, and, hey, I'm glad your happy as well!" Nigel says enthusiastically. I smile in agreement, and me and Nigel go back to talking. Since we basically covered everything there was, I decided to start asking about the family.
"So....is everyone still....you know...kicking it?" Nigel smiled at my question, and laughed lightly.
"Yes, unfortunately." Nigel says with amusement. "Although, grandmother is in the hospital, but it's for nothing serious. She apparently twisted her ankle on the stairs somehow. Other than that, everyone is happy, healthy, and doing fine." Nigel's smile then fades, and he looks at the floor. "Of course....there was one death of someone every special. To you, to me, to...well...everyone in the family."
"Wait...who?!" I asked in grave concern.
"....it was all my fault." Nigel says sadly – still no looking up. "He was such a good boy, but....he just couldn't resist chasing that dumb cat." I suddenly know who Nigel might be talking about, and I feel my breathing get labored.
"Simon?" I whispered. Nigel nods sadly.
"Noah....I'm so sorry." Nigel says. "It was my turn to take Simon out, and this was when I was going through my denial thing. So, I let Simon out, and came out on the deck. tu see, there was this cat that was hanging around in our yard, and Simon loved chasing it. So, when I went out, I saw him chasing it, and decided there was no harm. I then sat in a nearby chair, and just started into the oblivion – thinking about what I should do. I watched Simon chase the cat for awhile, but I then turned my gaze to the decks wooden boards to think más deeply. Then, all of a sudden, I heard this loud crash and yelping. I then looked up, and, to my horror, I saw Simon on his side. I rushed over, and, when I Simon was breathing very heavy." por this time; I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks.
"So...so tu just left him there?!" I asked in complete fury mixed with despair.
"No, of course not!" Nigel clarifies – tears gently rolling down his face. "I picked him up, put him in the car, and drove like a maniac to the vets. They took him back immediately, and, after a whole two hours, the doctors came out and says there's nothing else they could do for him. They also said...it would be better fir him if....if I put him down." por this time; tears were running down my cheeks like a river.
"And...and tu took there advise?!" I asked hissing. "You just killed him because they dicho tu should?! Simon was a strong dog, Nigel, and he would've made it!"
"Noah, your making it seem like I wanted to put him down!" Nigel accuses. "It was a very hard decision to make! I asked tons of preguntas about what would happen if I didn't put Simon down, and,from what the doctors told me, he'd pretty much be miserable for the rest of his life – which would be even más limited! So.....after hours of thinking.....I decided with a heavy corazón to put Simon out of his misery. I felt terrible about it, and I still do. Noah...I'm sorry." the anger I once had toward Nigel suddenly faded, and...I knew he truly felt bad about what happened to Simon.
"Nigel...please stop beating yourself up over this." I beg.
"But....but it's all my fault!" Nigel sobs out. "If I would've just watched him closer....he'd still be here!" I frowned, and....decided to do something I haven't in a while. I went over to the other side of our booth, and gave my brother a comforting hug – which was weird since he was always the one calming down when we were kids.
"Sh...it's all gonna be fine." I reassure him. After awhile of comforting, we separated, and Nigel wiped the many tears on his cheeks.
"Thanks." Nigel says a little embarrassed. I nod, and make no attempt to mover back to the other side of the booth. We then spent the siguiente half-hour talking, laughing, and crying. It was all good, until I saw the clock, and saw I needed to get back to work.
"Sorry Nigel, but I need to get back to work." I explain a little sadly.
"Hey, no problem little brother." Nigel says happily. We then both get up from the booth. "Oh. hola Noah, quick question. Since we're both in the same city; would tu like to spend Thanksgiving with me and Demetry tomorrow?" I smile at his question, but I shake my head no.
"Sorry...I already have plans with Alejandro and his family." I explain. "But it was really sweet of tu to offer though." Nigel gets a sad look, but nods understandingly.
"Okay...if tu say so, but-" Nigel then grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil from his pocket, and scribbled something down. "If tu change your mind, call me here, and come over! Well, I'm gonna get out of your hair, and let tu work again. See tu later!" Nigel then shoved the piece of paper in my hands, and went out of the cafe. I then looked at the piece of paper in my hands, and I see seven numbers written slightly sloppy on it. I smile, and shove the paper into my pocket. I then went back to the counter, and spend two hours standing there – wishing anything would happen to brighten this job. Of course, at that time, Crystal comes out, and sits cross-legged on the counter.
"Hey, Noah, I'm turning tu lose for the day." Crystal says while twirling a piece of her red hair.
"Whats the occasion?" I ask teasingly – raising an eyebrow.
"Do I need a reason for every little thing I do?" Crystal asked in an annoyed tone. "I just thought, since it was Thanksgiving, I'd be nice and let tu leave a little early. Of course...if tu want to keep working...go ahead." I then got wide eyed, and shook my head no rapidly.
"No, it's cool, I can leave!" I say chuckling slightly. Crystal nods, hops off the counter, and takes my spot at the counter. I then put up my uniform, and head for the exit. "Thanks Crystal, and have a happy Thanksgiving!" I call out. Crystal waves goodbye, and I promptly leave. I then take the metro home, and, since I had awhile to wait for Alejandro, I decided to start cooking for tomorrow. Luckily all I had to do was make a desert. I preheated the oven, mixed the batter, poured it into a bowl, and put it in the oven. After all that, I still had a lot of waiting time left. I then put my hands in mu pocket, and I felt the piece of paper with Nigel's number on it. I held it with the tips of my fingers for a bit, but I then pulled it out. I also pulled my phone out, and I then copied the number onto it. As soon as I put the two things back in my pocket, Alejandro entered.
"Hello mi amour; your sure inicial early." Alejandro says before giving me a kiss on the lips.
"Yeah, well, Crystal let me go inicial early today." I explain, returning the kiss. I then remembered Nigel's offer, and....I suddenly wonder what Alejandro would say. "Hey...Alejandro." I began a bit nervously.
"Yes, Noah, what is it?" Alejandro asks. Something in me screams not to tell him, and...I decide to listen to it for once.
"Just....wanted to tell tu the pies are done." I reply sheepishly. Alejandro gives me a confused look, but then nods. We both then go into the kitchen, and check on the pies. I felt relieved I didn't tell Alejandro about Nigel being here, and...I honestly wanted to keep it that way. Nigel was, for some reason, like the park to me – a private and personal thing that I wanted to be out of the sights of Alejandro. But I also felt guilty for not having Thanksgiving with my brother.
Then again...nothings says I can't go there anyway....
*No ones POV*
So, everything fell into place.
Cody told Sierra about the bonus, and the he was sorry about making her wait even longer for them to get married. At first, Sierra was steamed, but, she realized it wasn't Cody's fault, and forgot about the thing. Of course, Cody could tell she was heartbroken. Meanwhile, Noah and Alejandro finished the baking. Noah never told Alejandro about his afternoon with his brother, and, wasn't intending to.
So, they slept, and, the siguiente morning, they both had a similar morning. They ate a very right breakfast, did a last minuto check lost of the comida they were assigned to bring, and packed the car. They then hop in, and, at the same time, set off for the others parents house.
And, little did they know...it was gonna be a long día for both of them.
*Cody's POV*
As we pulled into the drive-way of Sierra's parents house – a two-story house that looked normal except for it's yellow paint job and red roof; a certain feeling of fear washed over me. Not fear of bodily harm, but....the fear Sierra's parents will automatically resent me for the wedding being postponed. I kept trying to tell myself that was crazy, but, just from Sierra....I could tell her family must be somewhat nicked in the head....in the good way....maybe....
"Ready sweetie?" Sierra asked – bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah....of course I am." I reply nervously.
"Oh, don't be nervous Cody!" Sierra encourages. "It's just gonna be you, me, and my mom and dad. There shouldn't be any reason to be so jumpy." I then take in a calming breath, and fake a smile.
"Yeah....I guess your right." I say happily. We then get out of the car, get the comida dishes, and went up the walk way. We were soon at the door, and, before I could even knock, a women with curly light brown hair with dark brown eyes answered the door. Automatically, I could identify her as Sierra's mother. She has the same face structure, eye color, and, if I saw right, the same facial expressions.
"Sierra!" the women squealed happily.
"Mom!" Sierra squeals back; putting the dish in her hands on the stack of dishes I had. She then runs up to her mother, and embraces her in a tight hug. "Mom, I've missed tu so much!" Sierra exclaims before releasing her mother and turning to me. "Cody, I would like tu to meet my mother, Ivy. Mom, I'd like tu to meet my fiance Cody." Ivy then gives me this huge smile.
"It's so nice to finally meet Sierra's fiance!" Ivy squeals, coming up to me and giving me an awkward hug. "And, please, just call me mom!"
"Sure thing...mom." I reply. Ivy then squeals in delight, and takes a few comida dishes.
"Here, let me help tu with that." Ivy says, taking the dishes she got into the house. I then follow her, and , when I get in, I'm surprised at how normal the house looks. From the outside, it looks as if it'd be abnormal, but, really, it was pretty average. The cocina had a table, a over, microwave, and some other house hold-appliances.
"Uh....where do tu want these dishes....mom?" I asked. Ivy got a thinking look, and then quickly took a look around.
"Oh, just set those up on the table!" Ivy says, gesturing to the nearby table. I nod, and did as she said. I then followed Sierra (who had also set out the comida dishes she had on the table) into the living room. Once I enter; I saw that the living room also looked average. It has a coffee mesa, tabla with sofá and two chairs surrounding it, a flat screen TV on the wall, and a football game on TV. On the sofá sat a muscled man with tanned skin, and jet-black hair – a blank look on his face. Once he saw me enter, he stood up, revealing his huge height, (he had to be 6-7 feet tops) and gave me the scariest scowl I had ever saw.
"Cody, sweetie, this is my dad – Frank." Sierra says – putting a hand on my shoulder. "Dad, I'd like tu to meet my fiance, Cody." Frank's scowl only seems to deepen, and I decide to make the first move. With a deep breath; I walk over to the tall man, and extend my hand.
"Hello, my names Cody Anderson, and it is a pleasure meeting tu sir." I say – praying to god my voice wasn't cracking. Frank gave me a hard look, but then took my hand and shook it.
"It's a pleasure." Frank hisses in a deep voice that reminded me strangely of a huge beast.
"Oh, tu guys are already getting along swimmingly!" Sierra exclaims happily. "So, here's what I think tu should do! Mom and me will finish getting cena ready, while Cody and Dad can just relax and enjoy the game!" before I could even respond; Ivy was squealing happily.
"Oh, that's a great idea honey!" Ivy gushes. "Besides, it''ll give the boys a chance to sit and bond! Now, lets get started on finishing cena so these two can have some bonding time." the two hyper girls squealed once more, and hurried into the kitchen. I then just stood there for a segundo – slightly intimidated por Frank glaring down at me. But, soon, he sat back down on the couch, and I took that as my okay to sit as well. I then awkwardly went to one of the chairs, and sat down. I tried to focus on the game, but, honestly, I never was really that into football and things like that. Besides....who can really stay calm when there's a giant who didn't like tu in the same room.
"So...uh....great game huh?" I asked awkwardly. Frank then leans adelante, hacia adelante in his seat, and continued to stare hardly at me.
"You know...I don't approve of tu with my daughter." Frank says in a cold tone. "You ju reek of bad news, and I don't want my daughter catching it. tu see, Sierra is my only child, and my little girl. She's the center of my world, and, I swear to holy god, if tu do anything to hurt her, I'll take tu down after than a lion takes down a lamb. And, I promise you, I can make it look like a accident – that tu can count on. But...since Sierra seems to like you, and since tu seem to make her happy, I have no choice but to let tu marry her. Just mark my words; no matter how happy tu made her in the past, if tu make her sad in the present, tu will have no future. Are we clear on this boy?" I gulp heavily, and nod my head.
"C-crystal clear sir." I respond. Frank looked at me a while longer, but soon he nods slightly and leans back into his original position.
"I'm glad we understand each other." Frank says on a happier note. "Now, lets sit back, and enjoy the game." I then turn my attention to the screen, and I silently sigh in relief. I then stare blankly at the screen until Sierra and her mom announced cena was ready. We then both went into the kitchen, and sat down at the table. On it was a delicious arrangement of various foods and deserts. We then got some comida on our plates, and started to chatter about things And, predictably, the engagement came up.
"Oh, I'm so excited for tu Sierra!" Ivy exclaims. "So, enough waiting, mostrar me the rings, and give me a the día of the wedding!" Sierra then got a sad look, and looked at her feet.
"Well....actually...we don't have either yet." Sierra explains sadly. Ivy and Frank got a surprised look, and I knew I was a dead man. "You see....Cody isn't getting this bonus till navidad time, and, without it, we can't pay for he rings o the wedding."
"Oh Sierra, that's just terrible!" Ivy exclaimed. Frank then sent a dangerous glare at me, and I felt a rush of panic over take me.
"Yeah....terrible." Frank agrees in a dangerous tone. My mind frantically searched for ideas to save my hide, and, luckily, I came up with a perfect plan.
"Actually...I have something to say about the wedding." I speak up. Everyone then turn their attention to me, and, with a deep breath, I begin. "So...since it's my fault we're not having the wedding sooner, I think it's only fair I come up with a new plan." I pause for any objections, but, when there are none, I continue. "Okay, I was thinking, since I get bonus around Christmas, I was thinking...what if we get married on navidad eve! Then, navidad day, we can begin our new lives as Husband and Wife." I then stop, and hold my breath for their reactions.
"Oh....Cody...that's so romantic!" Sierra exclaims – beginning to cry tears of joy. "I amor the idea, and it will be the greatest wedding in history!"
"Oh, I can already picture it!" Ivy chimes in. "Snow on the trees, some intertwined in your purple hair, oh it's gonna be so beautiful and romantic!" as the two gush on; I sneak a glance at Frank. His expression is still hard, but...a different kind of hard. Before it was the hard expression of someone who didn't like me, but, know....it was an expression of consideration. Like...he was thinking that for once...his first judgment was incorrect. His expression gave me a certain hope, and, for the rest of the evening, it stayed. Even when we drove home, put everything up, and went to bed, I still felt like I was walking on air.
I then fell asleep with the simple knowledge that.....I accomplished something other than easting today.
*Noah's POV*
As we pulled into Alejandro's parents drive-way - which was filled with cars – I couldn't help but wish was with Nigel. At least that way I'd know at least one person at Thanksgiving. Alejandro soon found a place to park, and we promptly got out. I then started to take some of the comida dishes out of the back seat, and, before I could go anywhere, Alejandro was in front of me.
"Remember, don't tell my relatives we're dating." Alejandro says begging-like. "I want them to warm up to tu first. tu know...get to know tu a little better."
"Okay...I won't." I respond obediently. Alejandro smiles, and pats my back.
"Good, now, lets go introduce tu to everyone." Alejandro says warmly. I nod, and we both head into the house.
When I enter; I'm greeted with the smells of unfamiliar foods, and the faces of unfamiliar people. Alejandro first introduced me – as his friend who is also his roommate of course - to his mother and father, then to his brother Jose, and then to a whole bunch of Aunts and Uncles. There were so many names with similar qualities that I just lost track after awhile. After I had meet everyone, it was time to eat. Of course, all everyone did was get a plate of food, and sit in-front of the TV to watch the big football game. I went to get a plate of food, but....the comida was all of Mexican creation and just looked to weird to eat. So, I decide to take a asiento and watch the game – even though I never really liked football. But, of course, everyone was so loud and rowdy I couldn't even head the game.
"Well...this couldn't get any worse." I mumbled. But, of course, it did. Soon, someone brought out the wine, and, almost immediately, everyone was laughing their butts off and speaking slurs in Spanish. This got old very fast, and I decided to find Alejandro. It took awhile, but I finally found him standing around with a bunch of his same-age relatives.
"H-Hey you!" Alejandro says happily with a slur.
"Alejandro...I think I might leave." I say – ignoring his drunken greeting. "I don't know everyone here like tu do, and I can't even have a conversation with some of them because they only speak Spanish! This just isn't fun for me, and I would really rather not stay." Alejandro just looked at me for a second, and then giggled drunkenly.
"What?" Alejandro asks stupidly – putting his arm around me. "Lighten up bro...it's a party for party's sake!" Alejandro smells of wine, liquor, and other various alcohols. Repulsed por this, I shoved him away from me, and sigh bitterly.
"I'm just gonna go cool off outside." I announce grudgingly. As I exit, I can hear Alejandro asks; who was that guy? I then slammed the front door of Alejandro's parent's house shut, and slumped on the porch steps. This día had barley begun, and it was already sucking for me.
"Just shows tu how much I fit in with this family." I mumbled. I then remembered how when I with Cody's family...I always felt so welcome. Like....I was actually apart of their family, and not just another guest that's taking up space. I then sighed heavily, and shoved my hands in my pockets. When I did; I felt my fingers touch the cool metal of my phone. A vision of Nigel ran through my mind, and...I remembered...I had his number. "Won't...won't Alejandro know I' gone?" I ask myself. I then remember the "who was that guy" comment, and, with that, I took out my phone and went straight to Nigel's number. After two rings; someone answers.
"Hello?" Nigel's voice asks over the phone.
"Hey Nigel...it's Noah." I say, a smile coming across my face.
"Noah?" Nigel asks in surprise. "Well this is a nice surprise! I wasn't expecting tu to call – it being Thanksgiving and all. So....forgive me asking, but....why'd tu call?" I then took a deep breath, and decided to just go for it.
"Look....Alejandro's family isn't really my speed, and....I know it's sudden, but....I wanted to know....can I come over to your house for Thanksgiving?" there was a moment of silence, and, for a moment, I thought Nigel was gonna say no.
"Well....well of course tu can!" Nigel says happily. "There's always room for family here! So...where are you?" I then quickly give him the address, and Nigel oh's. "Okay, so, from where your at, tu just need take the number 16 train on the metro, and, at the 5 stop, get off. Once tu exit, tu should see a apartment complex right across thew street. Since I'm here; I'll just meet up with tu in the lobby, and take tu to our room." I then silently repeated everything Nigel said, and nod.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
"Alright then, and...thanks for coming over Noah." Nigel says. "It really means the world to me." I smile, and reassure him it's no problem. I then hang up, and stand up. I look inside through the nearby window to see if anyone has seen me out here. Of course; they were all absorbed in the game, and didn't see a thing other than that. I then slowly walked off the porch, down the drive-way, and, as soon as I got onto the road, I took off like a shot. I ran – I guess for fear of Alejandro seeing me, and tailing after me – all the way four blocks to the metro, and didn't stop till I was stepping into the train station.
"Number 16 train, where are tu number 16 train." I mumble. I then scan the area, and, right down the hall, a electric sigh over a stair-well read; 'Number's 11-20' I smirk slightly, and go over to the sign. I then descend down the stairs, and, when I get there, I saw a huge system of tunnels. I must have been at the right place at the right time, because, at that exact minute, a train with the number 16 pulled into the station. I quickly crossed over to it, and silently got on. There were many people on the train, so I decided to just stand. I then grabbed a hold of a safety ring on the ceiling, and the train speed off.
Each time we stopped, I made sure to keep track of the number. We started at one, and went to two, and, soon, we were finally at stop number five. I then got off, and, when I did, I saw a stair-well leading up to the outside. I went up them, and, once I did, I saw the apartment building Nigel was talking about right across the street. I then crossed over, and went inside the building. Once I did; I instantly saw Nigel standing in the lobby. "Hey there!" I called out. Nigel the looks my way, and smiles.
"Hi again little brother." Nigel says happily. I then come over to him, and we briefly hug before going to the elevator. We then rode up two floors, and, on the third floor, we got off. We then walked down the hall, and, when we got to room 48, Nigel stopped. He then took a key, and unlocked the door. "Well, here we are, casa de Nigel." with that, Nigel opened the door. He then goes inside, but I just look in. Inside was a very clean, well-furnished apartment with the smell of a cooked turkey. "Come on in." Nigel insists. I nod, and step through the door. "Hey, Demetry, our guest is here!" Nigel announces – walking into another room. Soon after, a short boy with a freckled, innocent, baby-like face with big blue eyes that had glasses and fierce red hair comes into the living room wearing a white delantal over a gray T-shirt and blue jeans.
"So, this is the famous Noah." the red head says with a smile. He then quickly takes off his apron, throws it to the side, and comes over to me. "Demetry; Demetry Fisher. It's very nice to finally meet Nigel's brother." Demetry announces as he extends his hand to me. I smile, and shake his hand.
"Noah; Noah Ishtar." I reply. "And it's nice to finally meet the boy my brother loves." this makes Demetry blush, and he gets a embarrassed but still happy grin.
'Something about him seems familiar.' I think to myself as Demetry let go of my hand.
"Alright, follow me, and I'll mostrar tu to the kitchen." I nod, and the two of us go into the siguiente room. Once we get into the kitchen; I can't help but envy it. It was painted with a lovely yellow color with the normal cocina appliances. Of course, what amazed me the most was, it was so clean! I mean, I think I even saw my reflection in the tiles on the floor.
"Man...I can't even get my cocina this clean." I say in awe. Demetry giggles slightly, and smiles at me.
"Why thank you!" Demetry says. "I'm a bit of a neat freak, so everything is usually spot-less around the house. Now, please, take a asiento at the table! I was just about to serve the Thanksgiving turkey when tu called. And, since I heard tu were coming, I've already set a place for you."
"Oh...really?" I asked in surprise. "Well....thank tu very much." Demetry smiles, and went to get the food. I then went to the table, which had everything on it except the turkey, and sat siguiente to my brother – who had already seated himself. "Man...I've never seen any where tu were living so clean Nigel." I teased. Nigel gave me a smirk, and playfully punched my arm.
"Yeah...Demetry is always cleaning up." Nigel explains. "And he takes it seriously. Every time I try to help with the cleaning, he orders me to leave until he's done."
"Man....that's kind of creepy." I say truthfully.
"Eh, kinda." Nigel agrees. "But...I'll always amor that red-head. No matter how weird he is....he'll always be my Demetry." I smile at my brother. I could not remember him speaking so fondly of past loves, and, just por his tone, I could tell Demetry was special. por that time, Demetry had come back into the room – carrying the cooked Turkey.
"Here's the turkey!" Demetry announces proudly while laying the cooked bird on the table. He then takes his seat, and we all start to dig in. "So, what did tu two talk about while I was gone?" Demetry asked as he was putting a scoop-full of mashed-potatoes on his plate.
"Just how cute tu were." Nigel says. Demetry turned scarlet red, and he got this goofy smile. There's something about his face that makes me think, once again, he looks familiar. Of course, I sum it up to him just having one of those faces, and we all started to chatter uselessly. I was the only one that was talking. I just kept asking Demetry all these preguntas about himself. Where he went to collage at, what his interests were, and if he had a job. I was surprised por all of his answers. He had graduated collage (along with my brother) about a año ago, he loved to just turn on the oldies station and spend a whole día cleaning, and he worked at a library.
"A librarian huh?" I asked Demetry a bit teasingly.
"Well....yeah." Demetry replies. "I amor to read, and I amor a quiet place to think. Besides, it pays a whole lot más than tu think." I raised an eye brow at this.
"Really?" I asked playfully. "So, I take it tu pay for this apartment?" Nigel laughs at this.
"No, we división, split the rent." Nigel explains. "Of course, I make the most money between us. After all, the manzana, apple corporation pays good money." my jaw drops slightly at this.
"No way!" I exclaim. "You work for the apple? The manzana, apple as in the I-pod apple?!"
"The very same!" Nigel laughs. "And, before tu ask, no, I'm not high up on the corporate ladder. I'm just a normal escritorio jockey." Nigel then let out a sad sigh. "I didn't really want a escritorio job, but....hey, things happen." I feel sympathy for my brother, but...what he dicho was true. This do happen, and, whatever those things are, they are most likely out of our control.
"Oh...I'm sorry to hear about that." I say truthfully. Nigel's expression lightens, and he gives me a charming smile.
"Ah, it's fine." Nigel explains. He then scoots his char over to Demetry, and puts a arm around him. "As long as I have this geek por my side, I'm just fine." Demetry smiles, and raises a eye brow to Nigel. Nigel returns it, and the two laugh a little before giving each other a quick kiss. I smile as Nigel moves his chair back, and...I couldn't help but think.....the scene those two created looked familiar. Of course, I once again over-looked it, and continued eating.
As the time passed, we all continued to talk about más misceláneo and probably meaningless things. We talked about the comida Demetry made, where we saw ourselves in a couple of years, and, surprisingly, how Alejandro's family acted when I was there.
"Whoa, everyone was already drunk before noon?" Nigel asked in disbelief. "Man...those Mexicans must really enjoy their alcohol." I nod in agreement, and I see Demetry with a thinking look.
"Actually....that sounds kinda fun!" Demetry announces. He then gets up, and goes to the cabinets. He then gets on his tip-toes, and gets a green, long-necked bottle down from a low shelf. He then gets three wine glasses down from the same shelf, and opens the bottle. Demetry then slowly pours the wine into a glass, and takes a sip. "So...who else wants a glass?" Nigel gets a devious smile, and laughs lightly.
"You know what....why the hell not?" Nigel asks. Demetry then pours another glass, and takes it over to Demetry. "Come on brother, have a drink." Nigel encourages me – taking a sip from his glass. I give a momentary thought to this, but, soon, like Nigel, I decided what the hell.
"Sure!" I say happily. Demetry then fixes me up a glass, and gives it to me. I then take an immediate sip from the glass, and, at first, the red liquid goes down my throat hard and bitter. But, of course, as the night drowned on, the wine started to go easier and easier down my throat. I wasn't getting that drunk, but, sooner than I thought, I was getting nicely buzzed. Of course, Demetry was really enjoying his wine for the evening. After his segundo refill; Demetry was riding it pretty hard.
"Man...this....this is such a nice evening!" Demetry exclaims – slurring slightly. "I am just...just so happy to be with such...such a caring bunch of...uh...people! Yeah...people." Nigel laughs slightly, and gently takes the wine glass out of Demetry's hand.
"Okay honey," Nigel says. "I think you've had enough for one night."
"Aw, but...but why...why would tu even say that?" Demetry asked a little hurt sounding. "I...I'm it that drunk! I am the perfect amount of drunk, and....oh my god. Nigel, your face, it's like.....like perfect!" Nigel smiles, and pulls Demetry into a kiss.
"Thanks honey." Nigel says – pulling away from Demetry. I smiled at this, but, when I looked at the clock, I saw the time was now 7:28 PM.
"Oh, sorry guys, but I gotta leave." I say, getting up from the table. Nigel nods, and him and Demetry start making-out. I then start to leave, but...I then take one más glance at Demetry and Nigel. Once again, the scene they were in was very familiar. Of course, I didn't wanna seem like a pervert, so I decided to high-tail it out of their. I then went onto the metro, rode it all the way home, and went straight back to the apartment. Once I got there; I was greeted with a drunken Alejandro outside the apartment room.
"Oh....hey Noah!" Alejandro says happily. "Look...I...I must have left my keys inside, because...well....I'm still out here!" Alejandro then laughs drunkenly, and I sigh bitterly.
"Alright, lets get tu inside and into bed." I say – catching Alejandro just as he was about to topple over. I then take out my key, unlock the door, and help Alejandro through the door. I then walk him into the bedroom, but, por that time, Alejandro was out cold. With a groan, I then dragged Alejandro to the bed, and, somehow, got him onto the bed. I then cover him up, and he lets out a sigh of contentment. I then go through the house, turn off all the lights, and come back into the bedroom. I then got under the covers, and try to go to sleep. But, of course, all I seem to be able to think about was Demetry. He looked so familiar to me. His pal skin....messy hair....goofy smile.....
As I drift into sleep; I finally realize why Demetry looked familiar. He reminded me of Cody...and....when I saw him and Nigel making out...I saw me and Cody....
I the fell asleep with my new knowledge of Demetry.
Well, that's all for this part! XD I think this the longest part yet, but....hey....I do my best. O3O Anyway, please tell me what tu thought!
Also............HAPPY LATE TURKEY DAY!
*No ones POV*
So, after their night of catching up, and the kiss, Noah and Cody continued on with everyday life. They both still went to work, worked their hardest, and then came inicial to the person they thought was their love.
They also started to drift apart once more.
Cody's visits to the cafe quickly started to slow, and, soon, he stopped coming all together. Noah was surprisingly okay with the drifting this time around. He found, since Cody and him weren't even together, drifting apart seemed almost natural. Like if a person tu just met and talked to once o twice moving away; there was no emotional connection. Of course....Noah, deep down, knew he was saddened por Cody and him drifting apart for the segundo time.
And, in vise-verse, Cody was also somewhat saddened por him and Noah coming so close, and then...just...growing apart. Cody personally didn't happen, but, after the kiss, which he now admits meant something more, he couldn't be around Noah. Cody knew the smart teen was with Alejandro, and...he didn't want to torture himself with what was, and decided to go for what he had. Besides...he didn't want to say anything to Noah that could ruin their already fragile friendship....
As for Alejandro and Sierra; they too drifted apart, but still had minimum contact; all of which was just occasional check in's for their devious plan. Sierra didn't mind the phone calls, but...each one made her want Alejandro there in person to hug and kiss her. But...of course, she couldn't. Her destiny was to be with Cody, and Alejandro was just a piece of their loves puzzle. After her crazy, and surprisingly working out plan was carried out, Alejandro would be of no más use. He would promptly dump Noah, and go off to live his own life. That's the reality of things, and that's how things were gonna stay.
Alejandro, on the other hand, was slowly starting to accept their strictly business relationship, and preparing for the night of the century; breaking up with Noah. Alejandro was already set for this, and he wasn't gonna hold back. He was gonna make sure Noah would be broken; no matter what he had to do. Alejandro wanted the know-it-all to suffer just like the girls of the hearts he broke usually did. Alejandro wanted Noah to cry, scream, and, hell, even beg on his hands in knees for a segundo chance – which he wasn't gonna get. In fact, Alejandro was hoping to hurt Noah so badly; he'd never recover. It wasn't anything personal against Noah, no, Alejandro just wanted to get...lets say, a revenge of some sorts. Alejandro was gonna take all the pain he had from getting rejected por Sierra, and throw it all at Noah to, hopefully, give him enough closer to forget Sierra and mover on. Of course...he couldn't stop wishing that....he'd be the one slipping an engagement ring on Sierra's finger....
So, it is now two weeks since Noah and Cody's kiss; or, to be más precise, it was Thanksgiving eve. Noah and Cody were all set to go to Alejandro and Sierra's parents that following day, but, of course, a lot can happen in the course of a day.
*Cody's POV*
I was sleeping so peacefully and deeply in the cama (Sierra had thankfully allowed me to come sleep in it again) that I almost hated waking up naturally. Of course, when I did, I was greeted with the pleasant aroma of pies and other various baked goods. I yawned loudly, and sat up – taking in a deep smell of the aroma.
"Man....some thing smells good." I say as I take in another deep breath. I then realized two things; Sierra was gone, and it was already 10 o'clock. "Man...I really need to get up." and with that I then hopped out of bed, took a quick shower, got dressed in my regular work clothes, and went into the kitchen. Once I did; I saw Sierra – who was wearing a delantal over her PJ's - putting an flat naranja colored pie into the oven.
"Good morning sweetie!" Sierra says warmly as she closed the horno door.
"Morning Sierra." I replied happily. "Man....those pies really smell good! I can't wait to try them." Sierra smiles widely, and rushes over to hug me.
"Oh, Cody, your so sweet!" Sierra gushes as she tightly hugs me. Normally I'd try and get away if she hugged me, but...for some reason...I didn't mind it now. Sierra soon released me, and suddenly got a confused look. "Why are tu all dressed up? I thought today and tomorrow were your days off. Besides, tu were gonna stay around the house and help me bake."
"I know I dicho I would." I reply sadly. "But...I have to go in if I want my paycheck. Of course, it's gonna be a very short trip! I'm just gonna go in, get my check, and come straight home." Sierra got a distrusting look, but then sighs sadly.
"Okay...I understand." Sierra says sadly. "And...your not gonna be long...right?" I smile, and actually hug Sierra.
"I promise." I reassure her. Sierra hugs me back, and we soon separate.
"Well...okay, I trust you." Sierra then quickly gives me a peck on the lips. "Please be safe, and make it inicial soon." I smile, and nod my head.
"I will, and I promise I'll be so fast tu won't know I left." and, with that, I headed out the door. I hurried to the metro station, hopped on my regular train, and took a seat. The train soon speed off, and, as I was flipping through a magazine, something, o someone, in the asiento in front of me caught my eye. I blinked once to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and then looked again. Both times the person in front stayed, and....I realized they weren't part of my imagination.
tu see, in the asiento in front of me, was Noah's older brother Nigel – in all his blue sweater vest (sweater vests are a popular Ishtar – Noah's family – clothing choice) shaggy hair, and chin hair glory. I couldn't believe it was him, and I honestly think he didn't change since I meet him when I was dating Noah all those years ago. I wanted to say something, but...for some reason...I was tongue tied. I hadn't noticed it before, but....Nigel looked much like Noah. The only difference was that Nigel was both older and taller than Noah. Plus, from what I used to know about him, he was hetero-sexual. I had got so caught up in memories; I almost didn't notice the train coming to a screeching halt. Nigel then stood up, and, once the doors opened, stepped out. The doors soon closed again, and it speed away form the spot where Nigel got off.
"Well....that was odd." I mumbled. I then looked out the window, and, before I knew it, the metro had reached my stop. I then promptly got off, and practically ran to the office. I then took the elevator to my floor, and went directly to the door of my bosses office. I was about to knock when someone dicho my name from a distance. I turned around, and, about twelve cubicles away from was Jake looking at me with a confused look. "Oh....hi Jake." I say with a polite smile. Jake then comes over, and returns the smile I gave him.
"Hey Cody." Jake says with a little confusion – losing his smile. "So...I thought tu had today and yesterday off..."
"Yeah, I do." I inform him a little smugly. "I just decided to pop in, and pick up my bonus." Jake got a even más confused look at my words.'
"Wait....your bonus?" Jake asked slowly. I shook my head, and Jake face-palmed himself. "That's right....you weren't here this morning. Well, tu see, the boss left early for Thanksgiving, and he dicho that, due to some world-wide business thing, all bonuses will have to be received on December instead of November." my jaw dropped slightly, and...I couldn't believe what Jake was telling me!
"What!?" I asked in utter shock. "But...but that's just insane!"
"Yeah, it is!" Jake agrees. "Look, I don't know all the details of it, but, all I know is, we have to wait for navidad bonus know." this...this is impossible! I have to have this bonus or..or I won't be able to pay for mine and Sierra's wedding!
"But...but I needed that bonus!" I shrieked. "Without it I can't pay for my wedding!"
"Oh...that really sucks." Jake says sympathetically. "But...there's nothing tu can do about it. A lot of people were counting on this early bonus, but...things happen tu know." it took me a second, but...I realized Jake had a miserable tone to his voice. I never thought Jake to be financially troubled, but...I guess that kinda thing happens to the best of us. I then patted Jake's shoulder sympathetically, and gave an understanding smile.
"It's all gonna work out Jake." I tell him with optimism. Jake smiles weakly, and he nods his head.
"Yeah, your right." Jake says hopefully. "Anyway...I better get back to work. Some of us don't have the luxury of getting off early." Jake then laughs heartily, and went on his way. I then turned around, and went out of the office. As I went to the metro; I couldn't stop feeling sorry for Jake. I honestly never took the time to see how things were going for him, and...and I just felt horrible for it. I mean, he was my only friend in that whole office, and I didn't even know him. I soon arrived at the metro, and I had to wait for my train to arrive. As I did....I thought más and más about my current situation. No bonus meant no wedding rings; no wedding rings meant no wedding; no wedding means.....Sierra putting little old me in the dog house. At my moment of realization; the train pulled into the station. I got on, took a seat, and stared blankly out the window.
I was, of course, thinking how Sierra was gonna react when I told her my news.
*Noah's POV*
I laid in cama with my eyes wide open. I had been asleep, but, for some reason, I had this terrible nightmare. I was a mouse, and I was walking along with this snake. It hadn't seemed bad, but then, all of a sudden, the snake encircled me – wrapping me tightly in it's body. I tried getting out of it's grip, but...it had me in a tight hold. The snakes grip seemed to tighten, and I squeaked in pain.
The snake smirked at my pain, and brought it's head to my ear. Then it started to speak, but....it had...it had Alejandro's voice. It said; "There is no use struggling. I own tu now, and there's nothing tu can do. Even if tu escape, you'll be nothing. Like I said, I own tu now, and, without me, your nothing." The snake then positioned his head so I was looking into it's eyes. In a terror, I realized....the snake had....Alejandro's eyes. The snake smirked one last time, and opened his mouth widely. It then lashed out to strike, but, before it could, I woke up in a cold sweat. I didn't scream – I never did when I had nightmares. I usually just breathed heavy for a couple of minutes, and then I'd either calm down and wen back to sleep o lay awake till that morning. So I just laid there for a few minutes, and, soon, I was calmed down. I tried going back to sleep, but my body refused to go back to sleep – probably from fear of another nightmare.
"I-It was only a bad dream...right?" I asked softly. But....of course...I got no answer. After awhile longer of laying there, I decided I should at least get an early start.
I then quietly got up, tip-toed to the dressed, got dressed, and tip-toed once más out of the bed-room door. I then continued quietly to the door, and, once I was out-side, I sighed in great relief. For some reason...I didn't want to see Alejandro at this moment in time. I then went to the metro, rode it to work, and, what seemed like mere seconds, I was entering the cafe.
"Hey Noah." brandy, aguardiente – who was cleaning tables at the time – says without looking up. "What are tu doing in so early?"
"No reason." I replied blandly. "Anyway, wheres Crystal?"
"Doesn't come in until a little later." brandy, aguardiente replied without even looking away from the mesa, tabla she was cleaning. I then looked up at the nearby muro clock, and I saw that it was only 6:11. I groaned slightly, and took my usual place behind the counter. I watched brandy, aguardiente clean the last few tables, and, when she went into the cocina to start baking, I attended to some costumers that were in the shop. But, when they all left, I started to get really sleepy.
"Must be from last nights nightmare." I grumbled. I tried my best to stay awake, but, after awhile, I gave into my drowsiness, and let my eyes shut all the way. I then fell asleep, and, some odd time later, I heard the cafe doors oscilación open. My eyes flew open, and, in the door way was Crystal. Of course...something was off. Her camisa, camiseta was all messed up, and her hair was messy as well. "Wow...what happened to you? Did a tornado come through o something?" Crystal then got a unamused expression, and rolled her eyes.
"It's actually none of your business why I look like this." Crystal spat. She then went into her office in the back, and I decided to check the time. It was 10 o'clock, and...I realized I slept on my shift! 'Please don't let Crystal find out!' I begged in my mind while keeping my indifferent expression on the outside.
The following hours were like any other día at 10. A few people come in here and there, but, for the most part, it was a ghost town. Despite this; the día moved along fairly quickly. Before I even knew what happened; it was almost time for my break. "Well....that was quick." I mutter. I then decide to take stock of what was in the register. I opened the register, and, as I began counting the bills, I heard the door to the cafe open. Of course, I decided to not look up, just like brandy, aguardiente had, and continue counting the money. I heard footsteps approach the counter, and, soon, someone was clearing their throat to get my attention.
"Excuse me sir." a voice says a bit meekly. I groan slightly, and continue counting.
"Look, I'll be with tu in a second." I say blandly. I then start to count the money again, but the person, whoever they were, kept clearing their throat and whistling real loud. After awhile of this, I shoved the register shut, and looked up to glare at the person. "Look, I said-" I began, but, once I saw who it was, I became dumbstruck. I had never expected that...that...that he'd be here! After all this time, I can't believe he'd be here!"Oh my god, is...is it really tu Nigel?!"
"We'll, I'm certainly not the Easter-bunny, now, am I?" Nigel, my brother, says in a playful tone. Joy suddenly over-comes me, and I leap across the counter and capture my older brother in a hug.
"Nigel, it's so nice to see you!" I gush as I hug my brother tighter.
"Hey, anything for my favorito! brother." Nigel laughs, hugging me back. We stay like this for a little while longer, but then separate. "So, little brother, how are things going in the city?" I smiled, and began to explain everything to him. I told him about how I already graduated collage, how I got this job, and....I even told him a little about Alejandro – leaving a bunch of stuff out of course.
"Well, that's basically my story." I say laughing slightly. "So, now that tu know my story, let me hear yours!" Nigel smiles weakly at me, and then nods his head slowly.
"Of course, but I'd like to sit at a mesa, tabla with some coffee if I'm allowed." I laughed slightly, and nodded. I then quickly escorted my brother to a table, and quickly ran into the cocina to get his coffee. I told Crystal I was taking my break, and she yelled back okay. I then took Nigel his coffee, and take the asiento opposite of him.
"Okay Nigel, lay your story on me!" I say; really wanting to know my brothers story.
"Well, since I don't know where to start, I guess I'll start at the very beginning." Nigel explains. He then tells how, after I came out of the closet, our mother became grief stricken. In fact, from my brothers word, she constantly blames herself for letting my father kick me out so easily. Nigel explains that she tried to get dad to allow me back home, but dad absolutely refused. After several failed attempts of this por my mother (and, surprisingly, a few of my siblings) everyone just sorta let my memory fade into the oblivion. Of course, as Nigel tells me, my mother, and a few of the siblings I was close to when I lived at my parents, still hopes I make a glorious return inicial soon.
"Wow...I can't believe mom actually missed me." I say – seriously surprised my mother missed me despite the fact I was now out of the closet.
"Yeah...mom." Nigel sighs happily. "Bless her soul; she was actually okay with your decision. In fact....there was a time when...I was going through some things I couldn't talk about with dad. But...thanks to talking to mom...I finally was able to face my personal truth." I quickly reviewed his words in my head, and...I instantly wondered...is he telling me what I think he's telling me.
"Wait....Nigel...are you...are tu telling me your...."
"Gay?" Nigel asks, finishing my sentence. "Yes, yes I am telling tu that. I came out about...oh...two months after tu left...or....kicked out in this case."
"Well...that's awesome Nigel!" I say – a little surprised about my brother also being gay. "Man...this...this is a little unexpected! I mean, I don't think it's wrong, but...I just have SO many questions! How did tu tell dad, o did tu tell him yet? If tu did tell him; did tu get kicked out? And, finally are tu seeing anyone right now?" my preguntas made Nigel laugh.
"Man, same old Noah, as curious as ever!" Nigel exclaims while chuckling slightly. "Okay, let me answer all your preguntas in order then. But, to answer them...I might as well tell tu the whole story." and, with that, Nigel began spinning his yarn. It all began with Nigel secretly noticing how cute this one guy named Demetry was. This had been going on ever since he was young, but, because of our families religious beliefs, he was afraid to say so. Of course, after I came out of the closet, Nigel's noticing of Demetry increased. Eventually, Nigel decided to confess to Demetry, and, as it turned out, Demetry felt the same way.
So, the two started to fecha each other in secret. It went swimmingly for about a month, but, of course, the increase of Demetry's visits to the house automatically raised suspicion in our father. Nigel was getting scared, and he even let his fear get in the way of his relationship with his boyfriend. It even got so bad, Nigel told Demetry to not come over because of his fathers suspicions. And, of course, this automatically made Nigel go crazy from separation. Soon, Nigel was afraid Demetry would mover on, but....he couldn't spend time with hm because of his father. This made him very confused, and Nigel knew he needed to have someone to talk to about this. So, naturally, he went to mom about the subject, and told her he only had an attraction to Demetry. She told him that, if he was serious about liking this boy, he should damn everything he was taught and go for him.
"Mom seriously told tu to damn everything they taught you, and go for it?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, honest to god she did!" Nigel explains.
"So....did you...did tu go for it?"
"Well.....yeah, of course I did." Nigel says – suddenly getting a evil smirk. "In fact, the día after I talked to mom, I packed a bag, took out basically all my money out of my account, and called Demetry and told him to do the same. So, that day, I invited Demetry over. Once he was there, I told my parents I had something important to tell them. And, before they can even get a sound in, I grabbed Demetry, and kissed him. We had a short make-out session, and, when we separated, I told them Demetry was my boyfriend, and that we were both gay. Man, was dads face red! Before he could even get another word in, I took Demetry por the arm, and we ran off – nothing but bags we packed."
"S-So...wait...you...you just left?" I asked surprised. "You left......you just left like that? Without a single goodbye to anyone?"
"Yeah." Nigel smiles. "We honestly didn't need anything else. As long as we had each other; we were bullet proof. And, well, that's basically where the story ends. We hopped a metro, and rode it all the way to the big apple. We then pooled the money we had, got a hotel room, stable jobs, and...well, that's it." I blinked in shock. The story Nigel had told me sounded like something out of a tween, Twilight-like novel, but...it wasn't. The story Nigel told me was hundred-percent true and his own. It actually happened, and...that was that.
"Well...I'm glad things worked out for you!" I say- hiding my internal shock.
"Yeah, and, hey, I'm glad your happy as well!" Nigel says enthusiastically. I smile in agreement, and me and Nigel go back to talking. Since we basically covered everything there was, I decided to start asking about the family.
"So....is everyone still....you know...kicking it?" Nigel smiled at my question, and laughed lightly.
"Yes, unfortunately." Nigel says with amusement. "Although, grandmother is in the hospital, but it's for nothing serious. She apparently twisted her ankle on the stairs somehow. Other than that, everyone is happy, healthy, and doing fine." Nigel's smile then fades, and he looks at the floor. "Of course....there was one death of someone every special. To you, to me, to...well...everyone in the family."
"Wait...who?!" I asked in grave concern.
"....it was all my fault." Nigel says sadly – still no looking up. "He was such a good boy, but....he just couldn't resist chasing that dumb cat." I suddenly know who Nigel might be talking about, and I feel my breathing get labored.
"Simon?" I whispered. Nigel nods sadly.
"Noah....I'm so sorry." Nigel says. "It was my turn to take Simon out, and this was when I was going through my denial thing. So, I let Simon out, and came out on the deck. tu see, there was this cat that was hanging around in our yard, and Simon loved chasing it. So, when I went out, I saw him chasing it, and decided there was no harm. I then sat in a nearby chair, and just started into the oblivion – thinking about what I should do. I watched Simon chase the cat for awhile, but I then turned my gaze to the decks wooden boards to think más deeply. Then, all of a sudden, I heard this loud crash and yelping. I then looked up, and, to my horror, I saw Simon on his side. I rushed over, and, when I Simon was breathing very heavy." por this time; I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks.
"So...so tu just left him there?!" I asked in complete fury mixed with despair.
"No, of course not!" Nigel clarifies – tears gently rolling down his face. "I picked him up, put him in the car, and drove like a maniac to the vets. They took him back immediately, and, after a whole two hours, the doctors came out and says there's nothing else they could do for him. They also said...it would be better fir him if....if I put him down." por this time; tears were running down my cheeks like a river.
"And...and tu took there advise?!" I asked hissing. "You just killed him because they dicho tu should?! Simon was a strong dog, Nigel, and he would've made it!"
"Noah, your making it seem like I wanted to put him down!" Nigel accuses. "It was a very hard decision to make! I asked tons of preguntas about what would happen if I didn't put Simon down, and,from what the doctors told me, he'd pretty much be miserable for the rest of his life – which would be even más limited! So.....after hours of thinking.....I decided with a heavy corazón to put Simon out of his misery. I felt terrible about it, and I still do. Noah...I'm sorry." the anger I once had toward Nigel suddenly faded, and...I knew he truly felt bad about what happened to Simon.
"Nigel...please stop beating yourself up over this." I beg.
"But....but it's all my fault!" Nigel sobs out. "If I would've just watched him closer....he'd still be here!" I frowned, and....decided to do something I haven't in a while. I went over to the other side of our booth, and gave my brother a comforting hug – which was weird since he was always the one calming down when we were kids.
"Sh...it's all gonna be fine." I reassure him. After awhile of comforting, we separated, and Nigel wiped the many tears on his cheeks.
"Thanks." Nigel says a little embarrassed. I nod, and make no attempt to mover back to the other side of the booth. We then spent the siguiente half-hour talking, laughing, and crying. It was all good, until I saw the clock, and saw I needed to get back to work.
"Sorry Nigel, but I need to get back to work." I explain a little sadly.
"Hey, no problem little brother." Nigel says happily. We then both get up from the booth. "Oh. hola Noah, quick question. Since we're both in the same city; would tu like to spend Thanksgiving with me and Demetry tomorrow?" I smile at his question, but I shake my head no.
"Sorry...I already have plans with Alejandro and his family." I explain. "But it was really sweet of tu to offer though." Nigel gets a sad look, but nods understandingly.
"Okay...if tu say so, but-" Nigel then grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil from his pocket, and scribbled something down. "If tu change your mind, call me here, and come over! Well, I'm gonna get out of your hair, and let tu work again. See tu later!" Nigel then shoved the piece of paper in my hands, and went out of the cafe. I then looked at the piece of paper in my hands, and I see seven numbers written slightly sloppy on it. I smile, and shove the paper into my pocket. I then went back to the counter, and spend two hours standing there – wishing anything would happen to brighten this job. Of course, at that time, Crystal comes out, and sits cross-legged on the counter.
"Hey, Noah, I'm turning tu lose for the day." Crystal says while twirling a piece of her red hair.
"Whats the occasion?" I ask teasingly – raising an eyebrow.
"Do I need a reason for every little thing I do?" Crystal asked in an annoyed tone. "I just thought, since it was Thanksgiving, I'd be nice and let tu leave a little early. Of course...if tu want to keep working...go ahead." I then got wide eyed, and shook my head no rapidly.
"No, it's cool, I can leave!" I say chuckling slightly. Crystal nods, hops off the counter, and takes my spot at the counter. I then put up my uniform, and head for the exit. "Thanks Crystal, and have a happy Thanksgiving!" I call out. Crystal waves goodbye, and I promptly leave. I then take the metro home, and, since I had awhile to wait for Alejandro, I decided to start cooking for tomorrow. Luckily all I had to do was make a desert. I preheated the oven, mixed the batter, poured it into a bowl, and put it in the oven. After all that, I still had a lot of waiting time left. I then put my hands in mu pocket, and I felt the piece of paper with Nigel's number on it. I held it with the tips of my fingers for a bit, but I then pulled it out. I also pulled my phone out, and I then copied the number onto it. As soon as I put the two things back in my pocket, Alejandro entered.
"Hello mi amour; your sure inicial early." Alejandro says before giving me a kiss on the lips.
"Yeah, well, Crystal let me go inicial early today." I explain, returning the kiss. I then remembered Nigel's offer, and....I suddenly wonder what Alejandro would say. "Hey...Alejandro." I began a bit nervously.
"Yes, Noah, what is it?" Alejandro asks. Something in me screams not to tell him, and...I decide to listen to it for once.
"Just....wanted to tell tu the pies are done." I reply sheepishly. Alejandro gives me a confused look, but then nods. We both then go into the kitchen, and check on the pies. I felt relieved I didn't tell Alejandro about Nigel being here, and...I honestly wanted to keep it that way. Nigel was, for some reason, like the park to me – a private and personal thing that I wanted to be out of the sights of Alejandro. But I also felt guilty for not having Thanksgiving with my brother.
Then again...nothings says I can't go there anyway....
*No ones POV*
So, everything fell into place.
Cody told Sierra about the bonus, and the he was sorry about making her wait even longer for them to get married. At first, Sierra was steamed, but, she realized it wasn't Cody's fault, and forgot about the thing. Of course, Cody could tell she was heartbroken. Meanwhile, Noah and Alejandro finished the baking. Noah never told Alejandro about his afternoon with his brother, and, wasn't intending to.
So, they slept, and, the siguiente morning, they both had a similar morning. They ate a very right breakfast, did a last minuto check lost of the comida they were assigned to bring, and packed the car. They then hop in, and, at the same time, set off for the others parents house.
And, little did they know...it was gonna be a long día for both of them.
*Cody's POV*
As we pulled into the drive-way of Sierra's parents house – a two-story house that looked normal except for it's yellow paint job and red roof; a certain feeling of fear washed over me. Not fear of bodily harm, but....the fear Sierra's parents will automatically resent me for the wedding being postponed. I kept trying to tell myself that was crazy, but, just from Sierra....I could tell her family must be somewhat nicked in the head....in the good way....maybe....
"Ready sweetie?" Sierra asked – bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah....of course I am." I reply nervously.
"Oh, don't be nervous Cody!" Sierra encourages. "It's just gonna be you, me, and my mom and dad. There shouldn't be any reason to be so jumpy." I then take in a calming breath, and fake a smile.
"Yeah....I guess your right." I say happily. We then get out of the car, get the comida dishes, and went up the walk way. We were soon at the door, and, before I could even knock, a women with curly light brown hair with dark brown eyes answered the door. Automatically, I could identify her as Sierra's mother. She has the same face structure, eye color, and, if I saw right, the same facial expressions.
"Sierra!" the women squealed happily.
"Mom!" Sierra squeals back; putting the dish in her hands on the stack of dishes I had. She then runs up to her mother, and embraces her in a tight hug. "Mom, I've missed tu so much!" Sierra exclaims before releasing her mother and turning to me. "Cody, I would like tu to meet my mother, Ivy. Mom, I'd like tu to meet my fiance Cody." Ivy then gives me this huge smile.
"It's so nice to finally meet Sierra's fiance!" Ivy squeals, coming up to me and giving me an awkward hug. "And, please, just call me mom!"
"Sure thing...mom." I reply. Ivy then squeals in delight, and takes a few comida dishes.
"Here, let me help tu with that." Ivy says, taking the dishes she got into the house. I then follow her, and , when I get in, I'm surprised at how normal the house looks. From the outside, it looks as if it'd be abnormal, but, really, it was pretty average. The cocina had a table, a over, microwave, and some other house hold-appliances.
"Uh....where do tu want these dishes....mom?" I asked. Ivy got a thinking look, and then quickly took a look around.
"Oh, just set those up on the table!" Ivy says, gesturing to the nearby table. I nod, and did as she said. I then followed Sierra (who had also set out the comida dishes she had on the table) into the living room. Once I enter; I saw that the living room also looked average. It has a coffee mesa, tabla with sofá and two chairs surrounding it, a flat screen TV on the wall, and a football game on TV. On the sofá sat a muscled man with tanned skin, and jet-black hair – a blank look on his face. Once he saw me enter, he stood up, revealing his huge height, (he had to be 6-7 feet tops) and gave me the scariest scowl I had ever saw.
"Cody, sweetie, this is my dad – Frank." Sierra says – putting a hand on my shoulder. "Dad, I'd like tu to meet my fiance, Cody." Frank's scowl only seems to deepen, and I decide to make the first move. With a deep breath; I walk over to the tall man, and extend my hand.
"Hello, my names Cody Anderson, and it is a pleasure meeting tu sir." I say – praying to god my voice wasn't cracking. Frank gave me a hard look, but then took my hand and shook it.
"It's a pleasure." Frank hisses in a deep voice that reminded me strangely of a huge beast.
"Oh, tu guys are already getting along swimmingly!" Sierra exclaims happily. "So, here's what I think tu should do! Mom and me will finish getting cena ready, while Cody and Dad can just relax and enjoy the game!" before I could even respond; Ivy was squealing happily.
"Oh, that's a great idea honey!" Ivy gushes. "Besides, it''ll give the boys a chance to sit and bond! Now, lets get started on finishing cena so these two can have some bonding time." the two hyper girls squealed once more, and hurried into the kitchen. I then just stood there for a segundo – slightly intimidated por Frank glaring down at me. But, soon, he sat back down on the couch, and I took that as my okay to sit as well. I then awkwardly went to one of the chairs, and sat down. I tried to focus on the game, but, honestly, I never was really that into football and things like that. Besides....who can really stay calm when there's a giant who didn't like tu in the same room.
"So...uh....great game huh?" I asked awkwardly. Frank then leans adelante, hacia adelante in his seat, and continued to stare hardly at me.
"You know...I don't approve of tu with my daughter." Frank says in a cold tone. "You ju reek of bad news, and I don't want my daughter catching it. tu see, Sierra is my only child, and my little girl. She's the center of my world, and, I swear to holy god, if tu do anything to hurt her, I'll take tu down after than a lion takes down a lamb. And, I promise you, I can make it look like a accident – that tu can count on. But...since Sierra seems to like you, and since tu seem to make her happy, I have no choice but to let tu marry her. Just mark my words; no matter how happy tu made her in the past, if tu make her sad in the present, tu will have no future. Are we clear on this boy?" I gulp heavily, and nod my head.
"C-crystal clear sir." I respond. Frank looked at me a while longer, but soon he nods slightly and leans back into his original position.
"I'm glad we understand each other." Frank says on a happier note. "Now, lets sit back, and enjoy the game." I then turn my attention to the screen, and I silently sigh in relief. I then stare blankly at the screen until Sierra and her mom announced cena was ready. We then both went into the kitchen, and sat down at the table. On it was a delicious arrangement of various foods and deserts. We then got some comida on our plates, and started to chatter about things And, predictably, the engagement came up.
"Oh, I'm so excited for tu Sierra!" Ivy exclaims. "So, enough waiting, mostrar me the rings, and give me a the día of the wedding!" Sierra then got a sad look, and looked at her feet.
"Well....actually...we don't have either yet." Sierra explains sadly. Ivy and Frank got a surprised look, and I knew I was a dead man. "You see....Cody isn't getting this bonus till navidad time, and, without it, we can't pay for he rings o the wedding."
"Oh Sierra, that's just terrible!" Ivy exclaimed. Frank then sent a dangerous glare at me, and I felt a rush of panic over take me.
"Yeah....terrible." Frank agrees in a dangerous tone. My mind frantically searched for ideas to save my hide, and, luckily, I came up with a perfect plan.
"Actually...I have something to say about the wedding." I speak up. Everyone then turn their attention to me, and, with a deep breath, I begin. "So...since it's my fault we're not having the wedding sooner, I think it's only fair I come up with a new plan." I pause for any objections, but, when there are none, I continue. "Okay, I was thinking, since I get bonus around Christmas, I was thinking...what if we get married on navidad eve! Then, navidad day, we can begin our new lives as Husband and Wife." I then stop, and hold my breath for their reactions.
"Oh....Cody...that's so romantic!" Sierra exclaims – beginning to cry tears of joy. "I amor the idea, and it will be the greatest wedding in history!"
"Oh, I can already picture it!" Ivy chimes in. "Snow on the trees, some intertwined in your purple hair, oh it's gonna be so beautiful and romantic!" as the two gush on; I sneak a glance at Frank. His expression is still hard, but...a different kind of hard. Before it was the hard expression of someone who didn't like me, but, know....it was an expression of consideration. Like...he was thinking that for once...his first judgment was incorrect. His expression gave me a certain hope, and, for the rest of the evening, it stayed. Even when we drove home, put everything up, and went to bed, I still felt like I was walking on air.
I then fell asleep with the simple knowledge that.....I accomplished something other than easting today.
*Noah's POV*
As we pulled into Alejandro's parents drive-way - which was filled with cars – I couldn't help but wish was with Nigel. At least that way I'd know at least one person at Thanksgiving. Alejandro soon found a place to park, and we promptly got out. I then started to take some of the comida dishes out of the back seat, and, before I could go anywhere, Alejandro was in front of me.
"Remember, don't tell my relatives we're dating." Alejandro says begging-like. "I want them to warm up to tu first. tu know...get to know tu a little better."
"Okay...I won't." I respond obediently. Alejandro smiles, and pats my back.
"Good, now, lets go introduce tu to everyone." Alejandro says warmly. I nod, and we both head into the house.
When I enter; I'm greeted with the smells of unfamiliar foods, and the faces of unfamiliar people. Alejandro first introduced me – as his friend who is also his roommate of course - to his mother and father, then to his brother Jose, and then to a whole bunch of Aunts and Uncles. There were so many names with similar qualities that I just lost track after awhile. After I had meet everyone, it was time to eat. Of course, all everyone did was get a plate of food, and sit in-front of the TV to watch the big football game. I went to get a plate of food, but....the comida was all of Mexican creation and just looked to weird to eat. So, I decide to take a asiento and watch the game – even though I never really liked football. But, of course, everyone was so loud and rowdy I couldn't even head the game.
"Well...this couldn't get any worse." I mumbled. But, of course, it did. Soon, someone brought out the wine, and, almost immediately, everyone was laughing their butts off and speaking slurs in Spanish. This got old very fast, and I decided to find Alejandro. It took awhile, but I finally found him standing around with a bunch of his same-age relatives.
"H-Hey you!" Alejandro says happily with a slur.
"Alejandro...I think I might leave." I say – ignoring his drunken greeting. "I don't know everyone here like tu do, and I can't even have a conversation with some of them because they only speak Spanish! This just isn't fun for me, and I would really rather not stay." Alejandro just looked at me for a second, and then giggled drunkenly.
"What?" Alejandro asks stupidly – putting his arm around me. "Lighten up bro...it's a party for party's sake!" Alejandro smells of wine, liquor, and other various alcohols. Repulsed por this, I shoved him away from me, and sigh bitterly.
"I'm just gonna go cool off outside." I announce grudgingly. As I exit, I can hear Alejandro asks; who was that guy? I then slammed the front door of Alejandro's parent's house shut, and slumped on the porch steps. This día had barley begun, and it was already sucking for me.
"Just shows tu how much I fit in with this family." I mumbled. I then remembered how when I with Cody's family...I always felt so welcome. Like....I was actually apart of their family, and not just another guest that's taking up space. I then sighed heavily, and shoved my hands in my pockets. When I did; I felt my fingers touch the cool metal of my phone. A vision of Nigel ran through my mind, and...I remembered...I had his number. "Won't...won't Alejandro know I' gone?" I ask myself. I then remember the "who was that guy" comment, and, with that, I took out my phone and went straight to Nigel's number. After two rings; someone answers.
"Hello?" Nigel's voice asks over the phone.
"Hey Nigel...it's Noah." I say, a smile coming across my face.
"Noah?" Nigel asks in surprise. "Well this is a nice surprise! I wasn't expecting tu to call – it being Thanksgiving and all. So....forgive me asking, but....why'd tu call?" I then took a deep breath, and decided to just go for it.
"Look....Alejandro's family isn't really my speed, and....I know it's sudden, but....I wanted to know....can I come over to your house for Thanksgiving?" there was a moment of silence, and, for a moment, I thought Nigel was gonna say no.
"Well....well of course tu can!" Nigel says happily. "There's always room for family here! So...where are you?" I then quickly give him the address, and Nigel oh's. "Okay, so, from where your at, tu just need take the number 16 train on the metro, and, at the 5 stop, get off. Once tu exit, tu should see a apartment complex right across thew street. Since I'm here; I'll just meet up with tu in the lobby, and take tu to our room." I then silently repeated everything Nigel said, and nod.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
"Alright then, and...thanks for coming over Noah." Nigel says. "It really means the world to me." I smile, and reassure him it's no problem. I then hang up, and stand up. I look inside through the nearby window to see if anyone has seen me out here. Of course; they were all absorbed in the game, and didn't see a thing other than that. I then slowly walked off the porch, down the drive-way, and, as soon as I got onto the road, I took off like a shot. I ran – I guess for fear of Alejandro seeing me, and tailing after me – all the way four blocks to the metro, and didn't stop till I was stepping into the train station.
"Number 16 train, where are tu number 16 train." I mumble. I then scan the area, and, right down the hall, a electric sigh over a stair-well read; 'Number's 11-20' I smirk slightly, and go over to the sign. I then descend down the stairs, and, when I get there, I saw a huge system of tunnels. I must have been at the right place at the right time, because, at that exact minute, a train with the number 16 pulled into the station. I quickly crossed over to it, and silently got on. There were many people on the train, so I decided to just stand. I then grabbed a hold of a safety ring on the ceiling, and the train speed off.
Each time we stopped, I made sure to keep track of the number. We started at one, and went to two, and, soon, we were finally at stop number five. I then got off, and, when I did, I saw a stair-well leading up to the outside. I went up them, and, once I did, I saw the apartment building Nigel was talking about right across the street. I then crossed over, and went inside the building. Once I did; I instantly saw Nigel standing in the lobby. "Hey there!" I called out. Nigel the looks my way, and smiles.
"Hi again little brother." Nigel says happily. I then come over to him, and we briefly hug before going to the elevator. We then rode up two floors, and, on the third floor, we got off. We then walked down the hall, and, when we got to room 48, Nigel stopped. He then took a key, and unlocked the door. "Well, here we are, casa de Nigel." with that, Nigel opened the door. He then goes inside, but I just look in. Inside was a very clean, well-furnished apartment with the smell of a cooked turkey. "Come on in." Nigel insists. I nod, and step through the door. "Hey, Demetry, our guest is here!" Nigel announces – walking into another room. Soon after, a short boy with a freckled, innocent, baby-like face with big blue eyes that had glasses and fierce red hair comes into the living room wearing a white delantal over a gray T-shirt and blue jeans.
"So, this is the famous Noah." the red head says with a smile. He then quickly takes off his apron, throws it to the side, and comes over to me. "Demetry; Demetry Fisher. It's very nice to finally meet Nigel's brother." Demetry announces as he extends his hand to me. I smile, and shake his hand.
"Noah; Noah Ishtar." I reply. "And it's nice to finally meet the boy my brother loves." this makes Demetry blush, and he gets a embarrassed but still happy grin.
'Something about him seems familiar.' I think to myself as Demetry let go of my hand.
"Alright, follow me, and I'll mostrar tu to the kitchen." I nod, and the two of us go into the siguiente room. Once we get into the kitchen; I can't help but envy it. It was painted with a lovely yellow color with the normal cocina appliances. Of course, what amazed me the most was, it was so clean! I mean, I think I even saw my reflection in the tiles on the floor.
"Man...I can't even get my cocina this clean." I say in awe. Demetry giggles slightly, and smiles at me.
"Why thank you!" Demetry says. "I'm a bit of a neat freak, so everything is usually spot-less around the house. Now, please, take a asiento at the table! I was just about to serve the Thanksgiving turkey when tu called. And, since I heard tu were coming, I've already set a place for you."
"Oh...really?" I asked in surprise. "Well....thank tu very much." Demetry smiles, and went to get the food. I then went to the table, which had everything on it except the turkey, and sat siguiente to my brother – who had already seated himself. "Man...I've never seen any where tu were living so clean Nigel." I teased. Nigel gave me a smirk, and playfully punched my arm.
"Yeah...Demetry is always cleaning up." Nigel explains. "And he takes it seriously. Every time I try to help with the cleaning, he orders me to leave until he's done."
"Man....that's kind of creepy." I say truthfully.
"Eh, kinda." Nigel agrees. "But...I'll always amor that red-head. No matter how weird he is....he'll always be my Demetry." I smile at my brother. I could not remember him speaking so fondly of past loves, and, just por his tone, I could tell Demetry was special. por that time, Demetry had come back into the room – carrying the cooked Turkey.
"Here's the turkey!" Demetry announces proudly while laying the cooked bird on the table. He then takes his seat, and we all start to dig in. "So, what did tu two talk about while I was gone?" Demetry asked as he was putting a scoop-full of mashed-potatoes on his plate.
"Just how cute tu were." Nigel says. Demetry turned scarlet red, and he got this goofy smile. There's something about his face that makes me think, once again, he looks familiar. Of course, I sum it up to him just having one of those faces, and we all started to chatter uselessly. I was the only one that was talking. I just kept asking Demetry all these preguntas about himself. Where he went to collage at, what his interests were, and if he had a job. I was surprised por all of his answers. He had graduated collage (along with my brother) about a año ago, he loved to just turn on the oldies station and spend a whole día cleaning, and he worked at a library.
"A librarian huh?" I asked Demetry a bit teasingly.
"Well....yeah." Demetry replies. "I amor to read, and I amor a quiet place to think. Besides, it pays a whole lot más than tu think." I raised an eye brow at this.
"Really?" I asked playfully. "So, I take it tu pay for this apartment?" Nigel laughs at this.
"No, we división, split the rent." Nigel explains. "Of course, I make the most money between us. After all, the manzana, apple corporation pays good money." my jaw drops slightly at this.
"No way!" I exclaim. "You work for the apple? The manzana, apple as in the I-pod apple?!"
"The very same!" Nigel laughs. "And, before tu ask, no, I'm not high up on the corporate ladder. I'm just a normal escritorio jockey." Nigel then let out a sad sigh. "I didn't really want a escritorio job, but....hey, things happen." I feel sympathy for my brother, but...what he dicho was true. This do happen, and, whatever those things are, they are most likely out of our control.
"Oh...I'm sorry to hear about that." I say truthfully. Nigel's expression lightens, and he gives me a charming smile.
"Ah, it's fine." Nigel explains. He then scoots his char over to Demetry, and puts a arm around him. "As long as I have this geek por my side, I'm just fine." Demetry smiles, and raises a eye brow to Nigel. Nigel returns it, and the two laugh a little before giving each other a quick kiss. I smile as Nigel moves his chair back, and...I couldn't help but think.....the scene those two created looked familiar. Of course, I once again over-looked it, and continued eating.
As the time passed, we all continued to talk about más misceláneo and probably meaningless things. We talked about the comida Demetry made, where we saw ourselves in a couple of years, and, surprisingly, how Alejandro's family acted when I was there.
"Whoa, everyone was already drunk before noon?" Nigel asked in disbelief. "Man...those Mexicans must really enjoy their alcohol." I nod in agreement, and I see Demetry with a thinking look.
"Actually....that sounds kinda fun!" Demetry announces. He then gets up, and goes to the cabinets. He then gets on his tip-toes, and gets a green, long-necked bottle down from a low shelf. He then gets three wine glasses down from the same shelf, and opens the bottle. Demetry then slowly pours the wine into a glass, and takes a sip. "So...who else wants a glass?" Nigel gets a devious smile, and laughs lightly.
"You know what....why the hell not?" Nigel asks. Demetry then pours another glass, and takes it over to Demetry. "Come on brother, have a drink." Nigel encourages me – taking a sip from his glass. I give a momentary thought to this, but, soon, like Nigel, I decided what the hell.
"Sure!" I say happily. Demetry then fixes me up a glass, and gives it to me. I then take an immediate sip from the glass, and, at first, the red liquid goes down my throat hard and bitter. But, of course, as the night drowned on, the wine started to go easier and easier down my throat. I wasn't getting that drunk, but, sooner than I thought, I was getting nicely buzzed. Of course, Demetry was really enjoying his wine for the evening. After his segundo refill; Demetry was riding it pretty hard.
"Man...this....this is such a nice evening!" Demetry exclaims – slurring slightly. "I am just...just so happy to be with such...such a caring bunch of...uh...people! Yeah...people." Nigel laughs slightly, and gently takes the wine glass out of Demetry's hand.
"Okay honey," Nigel says. "I think you've had enough for one night."
"Aw, but...but why...why would tu even say that?" Demetry asked a little hurt sounding. "I...I'm it that drunk! I am the perfect amount of drunk, and....oh my god. Nigel, your face, it's like.....like perfect!" Nigel smiles, and pulls Demetry into a kiss.
"Thanks honey." Nigel says – pulling away from Demetry. I smiled at this, but, when I looked at the clock, I saw the time was now 7:28 PM.
"Oh, sorry guys, but I gotta leave." I say, getting up from the table. Nigel nods, and him and Demetry start making-out. I then start to leave, but...I then take one más glance at Demetry and Nigel. Once again, the scene they were in was very familiar. Of course, I didn't wanna seem like a pervert, so I decided to high-tail it out of their. I then went onto the metro, rode it all the way home, and went straight back to the apartment. Once I got there; I was greeted with a drunken Alejandro outside the apartment room.
"Oh....hey Noah!" Alejandro says happily. "Look...I...I must have left my keys inside, because...well....I'm still out here!" Alejandro then laughs drunkenly, and I sigh bitterly.
"Alright, lets get tu inside and into bed." I say – catching Alejandro just as he was about to topple over. I then take out my key, unlock the door, and help Alejandro through the door. I then walk him into the bedroom, but, por that time, Alejandro was out cold. With a groan, I then dragged Alejandro to the bed, and, somehow, got him onto the bed. I then cover him up, and he lets out a sigh of contentment. I then go through the house, turn off all the lights, and come back into the bedroom. I then got under the covers, and try to go to sleep. But, of course, all I seem to be able to think about was Demetry. He looked so familiar to me. His pal skin....messy hair....goofy smile.....
As I drift into sleep; I finally realize why Demetry looked familiar. He reminded me of Cody...and....when I saw him and Nigel making out...I saw me and Cody....
I the fell asleep with my new knowledge of Demetry.
Well, that's all for this part! XD I think this the longest part yet, but....hey....I do my best. O3O Anyway, please tell me what tu thought!
Also............HAPPY LATE TURKEY DAY!