Things Aren't Always How We Picture Them

I requested to work the early shift Wednesday morning, so I could take Jelly out at night for our 5 month anniversary. I got home, showered, shaved, put on my dress pants, and black dress shirt with a red tie. Grabbing the single rose off my dresser, I was about to head out the door when my mother abruptly stopped me.
"Where are you going looking all spiffy?" she questioned.
"I'm taking Jelly out for our 5 month anniversary mom." I said, moving closer towards the door.
"People still celebrate monthiversaries?" she asked.
"I like to have reasons to show the woman I love that I love her." I stated.
"Okay.... I'm coming with you." She turned towards the stairs before I even had the chance to argue.
"What?" I was almost shouting.
"I want to meet this girl that you claim to love so much." she explained while climbing the stairs to go change into something more appropriate for the evening.... I hoped.
Ten minutes turned into twenty...then thirty...then forty until I had to call Jelly and explain to her the unfortunate situation that caused me to be an hour late to her house.
Mom insisted on driving -.- I knocked on Jels door, but she didn't answer, her father did... and he was wearing a suit. I felt the puzzled look that then took over my face. He stepped past me and headed to the car. I suppose he and my mother acquainted themselves, I was too bust trying to figure out what the hell our date was turning in to. Jels appeared in the doorway wearing a stunning beautiful short red dress that matched my tie perfectly. "By the way.." she whispered, "Daddy's coming." She smiled widely.
"So I noticed." I replied.
"That's not the worst part..." Jels added.
What could be worse than Jelly's successful, awesome, smart father meeting my impractical, hard headed mother? Just then, Grandma Winston emerged through the doorway in what I'm sure was made to be worn by a woman in her early thirties.
"Hello handsome." she said passing me on her way to the car.
I turned slowly to Jelly, "Are you shitting me right now?"
"It's okay, I'll protect you." she winked teasingly, then softly leaving a kiss on my lips.
"You're sitting in the middle." I stated while we squeezed in the back seat with grandma Winston.
I had to informally call the restaurant and change our reservation from two people, to five. As we approached the table, I heard my mother behind me complimenting Jelly.
"Angelica you are too pretty." she said.
"Thank you Ms. Ryder." Jelly answered.
My mom then began to laugh, "Please call me Emili."
I pulled the chair out for Jelly, and then sat down next to her. Things were a little quiet at first while everyone studied their menus... and while grandma Winston grazed her foot up and down my leg under the table. The waitress finally took our order, and thats when the conversation started to pick up...
"So," my mother started, "You two have been together for five months?... Is it serious?"
Of all the time to start acting like a mom, why did she choose now?
"Oh they are," Grandma Winston piped up, "he pleases her, I know, I only sleep across the hall."
My tea almost spewed from my mouth as I coincidentally took a drink at the same time she made that statement.
"They're together about four out of seven nights of the week... and they're not quiet about it either." she added.
I recovered the nerve to glance up at my mother, who was looking at me curiously.
"What?" she said surprised. "Dimitri's never gone that far with a girl..."
I blushed while the stories of my love life got thrown around the dinner table.
Grandma Winston laughed... loudly. "Oh, trust me honey, they do it all the time."
My mother had a look of surprise on her face. "Hmm.." was all she managed in reply. Then there was an awkward moment of silence, then Grandma Winston leaned over to my mother, "I think you could quite possibly soon be a grandmother." she whispered unsuccessfully. My mom met my eyes with a suspicious smile on her face. "Really?"
"Can we please stop discussing our love life," I motioned to Jelly and myself, "at the dinner table please?"
"I'm just surprised is all." My mother added. She then turned to Jelly's dad, who was successfully avoiding the conversation till now.
"What do you think about all this?" She asked him.
"Well," he sat up a little straighter and thought for a moment, "I....well.... I'm okay with Jelly being with someone who treats her well," he was trying his best not to make the conversation any more awkward, if that were indeed possible. "If he truly loves her...and she loves him...well," he shrugged, "honestly, if they weren't doing that, I'd be a little concerned about what they were doing with all the time they spend together."
I glanced over at Jelly who then leaned over to whisper something to me, "I think my dad just gave us permission to have sex."
We both kind of laughed. Not that his disapproval would have stopped us ;)
The rest of dinner was filled with my mother's life story, which she so often loved to tell, taking every chance possible to be the center of attention, but I didn't care, at least the attention was off of Jels and I.
Dinner finally ended. We pulled up to Jelly's house and her father and grandmother stepped out of the car.
"How about Jelly stay the night Dimitri?" my mother suggested. I was afraid to know what she was secretly plotting in her head.
After getting home, we changed out of our dress clothes in to something more comfortable.
Sitting on the couch downstairs, I watched as my mom flipped through the TV channels. Somewhere in between ABC Family and HBO, she glanced over and saw Jelly's tattoo on her wrist.
"Oh my god!" she said, almost shouting. "Are you a Duran Duran fan?" she asked.
I knew what was coming... I dreaded what was coming.
"Yeah, I'm a little obsessed." Jelly admitted.
After listening to them talk about Duran Duran for two hours, I escaped upstairs to bed. It wasn't much longer, when I felt someone slip in to bed beside me. I pulled Jels closer to me, my arm slipping around her.
"Have a nice talk with mom?" I sarcastically asked.
"Yeah, we're getting matching Duran Duran shirts and front row seats to the next concert together."
I couldn't exactly tell if she was serious or kidding. Though I wouldn't doubt if she was being honest.
I moaned. "Why don't you just put me out of my misery and kill me now?" I pleaded.
She smiled. "Because then I couldn't do things like this..." her lips passionately met mine. I paused for a moment, then broke out in to an extreme tickle tantrum that later led to... well... other things.

An Unexpected Visitor

I got home after working at the DX this morning. I took a quick shower, and while I was in the process of putting clothes on, I heard a knock at the front door. I headed downstairs in a pair of jeans and my hair dripping wet. I was expecting maybe Jels or one of the gang but instead I opened the door to find my mother standing on the porch.
"Dimitri.." she screamed with excitement, as she threw her arms around me.
"Mom? What are you doing here?" She didn't inform me of her visit ahead of time.
"Oh, well it's nice to see you too son..." she said with a fake abrupt tone.
"No...I mean...you didn't tell us you were coming." I informed.
"So I need permission to visit my kids?" she asked.
My mom is a smart woman. The kind who gets what they want when they want it. The kind who doesn't take "No" for an answer. Despite what she did to me and Elena when we were kids, I still love her, after all, that was a long time ago...back when she was into drugs and alcohol. She's been sober since I started high school, and ever since, she's been trying to make up for it and be the mother she should have been.
I smiled. "Of course not mom." I said hugging her.
She informed me that she was here to help Adrain and Morgan pack. They're moving back to California....for now. Apparently Tulsa isn't good enough for them.
Mom shoved something in to my hand. I looked down at an envelope. Inside I found a check... a somewhat large check.
"Mom...I don't need this.." I tried to give it back to her, but she refused.
"You need it. Adrain and Morgan won't be here to help with the bills, and I'm sure Elena probably isn't much of a help either.."
"Actually mom...Elena got a job."
My mother gave me a look like I had just lost all sanity.
"She got a job?" she questioned.
"Yeah, and she's kept it for quite a while now."
"Hmm," she pondered that, "what else has she been up to?"
"Sleeping with the whole neighborhood." I laughed
"Dimitri Alan Ryder...do not talk about your sister like that." she playfully hit me.
Still smiling I informed her of how Elena got back with Jake...only to break up again, the I told her how Elena's best friend from Cali, Cory came to town and now...well..they're together. And I actually approve of him.
"What about you Dim. You find anyone special down here?" She looked at me with those same blue eyes that I see every time I look in the mirror.
I looked down and just smiled. She gave me a look as I shut the front door behind her.
"Whats her name?" she asked.
"Jelly!" She gave me an expression, as if I was joking. I laughed "It's a nick name mom, her real name is Angelica." Taking in her reaction to that, I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when I told her about Sodapop and Ponyboy.
"Picture?"
I pointed to the fireplace where a picture of me and Jels sat in a black frame. Mom walked up and snatched it from its sitting position.
"Dimitri, she's gorgeous." she commented.
"Yeah, she is. And sweet, and loving, and pure.." My mind trailed off.
"Boy... she's got you wipped." Mom replied with a smirk on her face.
I smiled, plopping down on the couch. "Yeah.... I love her."
Mom's eyes got wide, "You have never been one to take the L word lightly son.... she must really be something.... can I meet her?"
Somehow I knew that question was coming. "Sure mom, if you want to." I smiled.

My Day With Mr. Winston

Today I took Jelly's dad out. I told her I was going to adopt him as my dad since mine's a loser.
I helped him escape his house since Grandma Winston was in town. We left her with Jels (sorry babe ;)

I showed up around lunchtime at Jel's house. I suprised her dad with tickets to the Redhawks game. We decided to grab lunch first then we headed over to the stadium. It was fun yelling and screaming at the players. After the game we went back to his house for dinner. On the way there, I thought about the last time I had dinner with Grandma Winston....
Jelly laughed at me when I chose the furthest seat at the table from her grandma. But that didn't stop her foot from reaching places :/
After dinner Jel's dad and I decided to play video games. I haven't played video games in years, but I had fun. After about three or four hours of watching us, Grandma Winston went to bed and Jelly pulled me off the couch.
"Okay dad, you've had him long enough. It's my turn." She winked at me while pulling me to her room.
We laid on her bed, watching TV.
"So... how was your date with my dad?" Jelly asked
I laughed at the way she worded that, "It was great. Your dad is pretty awesome."
"Yes he is." she agreed.
We then heard something... a small noise coming from the door. Jels got up to see what it was. She opened the door to reveal Grandma Winston with her ear near the door listening to us.
"Angelica, you're not going to give me great grandchildren by talking. Not to mention, if you don't put out for your man he'll leave you." her grandma said.
I was sitting on the bed, trying my hardest to keep from laughing, but it slipped. Jelly was trying to come up with a response when her grandma walked towards me. Honestly, I got a little scared at that point. What was this crazy woman about to do?
She walked right up and grouped me..... hard. And it hurt.
"Hmm...You definitely shouldn't have a problem." she said before leaving the room.
Jels quickly shut the door and leaned against it staring at me. She tried so hard not to laugh, and she definitely couldn't help smiling.
"I think Grandma really likes you Dim." she said, giving up on holding back her hysteria.
I just nodded wincing at the pain taking place in my lower half.
"If she keeps this up, great grand children won't be a possibility." I added.