Men are idiots! I wished I had never met Aiden, my ex-boyfriend, because he sucks. Men! Stupid, stupid men. What ever happened to the nice, sweet gentlemen that would pull a chair out for you or buy you beautiful gifts? Oh, yeah. I forgot. They were all replaced with morons for some strange reason.
I wasted five years on a man, who brought prostitutes to our home, when we were broken up. Yes, I still lived with him because I couldn't afford anything, yet. Now, I give up on hoping we could get back together. I don't care anymore.
I am on my way home to my mother's in Atlanta. She is expecting me and I think she told my brothers, Steven and Rick, but I am not sure. I had just left my ex and I felt like lying down to cry, but I couldn't since I was driving.
My brothers were surprised, when I walked into the diner. Mom looked relieved that I made it her without an accident since I was on the verge of crying. She only walked over to me and hugged me as people including my brothers stared.
"Hello, Sera," she uttered.
"Hey, Mom," I said.
Mom pulled away and dragged me into her and Granny's office in the back. Granny was there, but she knew I was coming, I think. My mom tells Granny everything since they are mom and daughter.
"Oh, my poor baby." Granny stood up from the roller chair and pulled me into a squeeze hug. "Vera just don't stand there go get your daughter some to drink. Oh, Baby. You need to sit down. You look sick." Granny led me to the couch in the office.
Both of my tall, strong brothers tried coming in at the same time, but Granny being the tough woman she is yelled at them until they left as she tried pushing the door on them. "Seraphina needs her rest."
"Granny, she is our sister," they both retorted.
"Go back to work." She walked out of the office herself after that, but I could still hear her nagging at them.
I lay in the office for about thirty minutes by myself, but somehow Steven got passed Granny, so he came in. I think it was his daughter, Lynn, which made Granny say okay. Lynn is thirteen months. She looks exactly like her father, my brother.
"Dada, dada," Lynn kept sing as she chowed on her finger.
Steven was almost thirty in a few more months he will be thirty. Rick is twenty-seven and Aiden as never met any of them after five years of dating. Mostly because we never thought about visiting down here. Mom and Granny as visited us, but that is just about it.
"Sis, what is it? Why are you down here, when you have a boyfriend up in Calhoun?" Steven asked.
He didn't know? How could he not know? Mom and Granny knew, but I guess they haven't told Rick and Steven that I broke with my boyfriend about six months ago because he told me he love me.
Yeah, I am pretty pathetic and I know that, but I just never really thought about myself possible loving Aiden because we were so happy together and he never mentioned anything about falling in love. The only thing closes to falling in love I had ever told him was 'I think I am falling for you', but I just meant like him more and more every time.
So I broke up with him to see what my heart would say. Then, he begged for me to take him, which made me mad and I moved into our guest bedroom because I was so mad. A week after that, he started bring home prostitutes, which made me even more angry. Then, before I realized six months went by and I actually did love him. I feel stupid, now, for doing all that just to see if I loved Aiden or not. Which I do, by the way.
"We have been broken up for six months now, Steven," I said. "I left because a radio show that my friends do told me to, but they didn't know it was me. I doubt Aiden even noticed, yet."
He looked away at his daughter playing on the ground with Granny's pen in her mother. I watched as he hastily took the pen out of Lynn's mother as she stared at him with watery eyes.
"Lynn, no," Steven hissed before Lynn started crying.
"And you always said children were easy to talk care of." I shook my head teasingly. "Big brother, you lied."
"Shut up, Seraphina. Wait until you have children." He sat back down beside me with Lynn in his arms. "Shush, baby."
"Mama," Lynn bawled, baring her head in his shirt, wanting her mother.
"I better go take her to Alice," Steven uttered, standing up with a crying Lynn in his arms.
Rick was next, but it went something similar to what happen with Steven except Rick doesn't have children with him and he actually comforted me. He had a fiancée, Kimberly, but that was about it.
Nine Months Later
I felt something warm on my neck as I slept. His touch always did that to me. He chuckled and kissed my jaw as it sent tingles up my body.
"I love you," he purred, kissing my lips.
I gasped and blushed. "I love you, too."
He continued with his kissing my neck as he pulled me closer. "Do you mean it?"
I smiled. "Yes, I mean it. I love you."
He frowned. "Well, I have to go the prostitute will be in my bedroom in a few minutes." He kissed my lips before walking out of the guest bedroom towards our old bedroom.
"Wait, prostitute?" I yelled. "Aiden?"
I was being shaken to wake up, but I didn't care. What did he mean by that? I thought he loved me. I slapped that hand on my side away, but I heard someone grunt in anger.
"Seraphina, wake up," Rick growled. "Mom will kill you if she found out you were asleep on our potatoes."
I shot up from the spot I was laying at. Man, I have been tired lately. Just last week I fell asleep near tour trash can and almost collapsed into the trash can, but luckily, Noah caught me in time. I know why I was tired lately.
I have lost weight about thirty-two pounds. I would like to thank my gym for that, but I stay there really late about eleven thirtyish, but then I get caught up in a movie before bed and I have to get up at like five. I usually fall asleep at one or two in the morning thanks to the stupid movies that somehow get my attention.
Noah was gorgeous, but the only reason we were best friends was because we grew up together. His mother was my mother's best friend and that how we met. I know they were hoping it would become something more when we hit our teens, but it never did. He was tall like Aiden and had blue eyes like Aiden. I had brown eyes. Noah's hair was blonde, but Aiden's was brown like mine.
"Why did you say something about a prostituted?" Rick asked.
"I had a dream…" I started, but Noah walked in and he didn't need to hear about my dream.
He took one look at me and started shaking his head. "Martin Luther King Jr."
He smirked and Rick shook his head. "Just tell me later, Sis."
"'Kay," I replied.
Noah and I walked into the main dining area, where my mother and Granny were staring at me with their eyes narrowed. I think I made them mad, but I didn't mean to. One minute I was getting salt from the back and the next minute I am laying on a bag of potatoes with Rick over me.
Mom smiled. "Seraphina, you get table four."
I nodded, but when I turned around, Emily, my best friend from Calhoun, was sitting at the table with Timothy. I turned back around to see Mom and Granny smiling at me before Mom pushed me over toward the direction of their table.
"Hello, welcome to Roberta's Diner. I am Sera. I'll be your waitress from the day." I tried so hard not to smile as Timothy examined me. "What can I get you to drink, Mr. Hale?"
Timothy chuckled. "Seraphina, you look different."
"I'll take that as a diet coke, Mister." I smiled as he made a face. "And you Ms. Hale?"
"Um…Coke, Bestie." she grinned. "I don't want to end up like Timothy with a drink I don't like."
"Okay, orange juice it is," I said; smiling.
"Nope, Sera," she warned.
"Yes, ma'am," I replied. "You two better leave me a good tip."
Timothy chuckled. "Get me water and I will."
I walked off toward the kitchen after writing that down. Mom came in there smiling as I got their drinks. She watched me and I raised my eyebrow at her as I looked at her.
"Yes?" I asked.
"How does it feel to be reunited with your friend?" she asked.
"Okay," I said. "I guess."
My step-father, Nigel, who was the cook, came over to my mother and kissed her. I hate see people kiss in front of me and they knew it. I almost gagged at their wedding a few weeks after my parents' divorce was official and I am about to gag now.
"Get I room," I called over my shoulder as I walked back to Emily table, where they had another man with them. I laid the drinks on the table smiling. "Here is your diet coca cola, sir, and your kiddie orange juice me lady."
"Sera, I know I am short, but I don't look like a child." Emily crossed her arms. "I am not a child."
I smiled. "All the latest popular adults have them down here. Hey, I'll go get Lynn and show you."
Lynn was at my side before I even called her. She had her child's cup that Steven gave her since he forgot to back a sippy cup and climbed into the booth beside Emily.
"You rang?" Lynn asked in her cute baby voice. I taught her that about a month or so ago because it was funny.
"See Emily, Lynn has a child's cup." I smiled as Timothy and the other laugh. "Lynn, go find your daddy."
"Daddy?" Lynn yelled. Steven appeared behind me looking at Lynn before he took her to Granny.
"Is Lynn your child? Sera?" Timothy asked.
I gagged. "My child? No, I would never touch that idiot. Try living two rooms away from him. Steven is my brother."
"Oh," a familiar male's voice uttered.
I finally looked at the male. He looked exactly the same as he did, when I left almost a year ago. His eyes stared at me with those big blue eyes that I fell in love with, but I quickly looked away.
"What would you like to drink sir?" I asked.
"Water would be nice," Aiden murmured.
"Would anyone like to order food to eat, yet?" I sat beside Emily in her booth across from Aiden.
Emily nodded. "That peach cobbler sounds nice. Yum!"
"I wouldn't get that if I were you." I paused to see her face as she looked at me, but as she was going to open her mouth to say something, I interrupted. "Rick made it today and you never know where his hands have been."
She shook her head. "Your brother actually does that? He doesn't wash his hands? That is gross."
I smiled. "Rick is gross, but he has gotten a lot better at washing his hands and cleaning up after himself since he married Kimberly." I looked over at Alice and Kimberly as they sat eating the peach cobbler Rick made. "But still she didn't work today. She and Alice are expecting both of the children are boys, which Steven and Rick want."
They wanted to try everything as Emily ask question about my family because for some reason she was interest in them. I told her about Granny giving the restaurant to Mom and Mom wanting to give it to me since it was a girl tradition in our family now, but my brothers really don't care. If I own it or not since I am going to let them be silent partners in this whole operation.
Emily told me she and Timothy were offered a radio show on a radio station in Atlanta since it paid more they moved to Atlanta with Aiden. Aiden was going to go into business or something like that, so that is why he moved. I really didn't care about what Aiden was going to do because he is my ex, so why should I care?
Emily, Aiden, and Timothy stayed until it was the end of my shift. Aiden hardly said anything, thank god, and they got to meet my fabulous step-dad, who was better than my actual dad. Yay!
Emily just had to suggest we all take my car except for Timothy because he had to drive their car. Emily wanted to go and see my childhood home, but only because I was going there already since I live with Mom and Nigel.
"Is it big?" she asked.
"What?" I looked at her.
"You house is it big?"
"No, why would it?" I asked. She shrugged before going through my stuff in my car. "Did you take your medicine?"
"Her doctors took her off it, Sera, about a month because it was making her sick. You are seeing the aftermath of her medicine," Aiden uttered from the back.
"Stay out of my things," I said.
"Hey, who was that cute waiter at the restaurant? You know the blonde one," she asked.
"Noah," I said. "He is my mother's best friend's son. We grew up together, why?"
"Are you two dating?" she asked, curiously.
I looked at the review mirror to see Aiden staring right back at me through the mirror. His eyes turned dark at the thought of Noah and me together, before he heard my answer.
"Nope," I said. "He is more like my brother than a guy I would date."
I pulled into the drive way of my house as Timothy pulled into my drive way behind me. I walked to the front door as they followed. Aiden was the last one to go in as I stood at the door waiting for them to walk in before me. He stopped for about a few seconds and examined me before walking into the house.
I walked as Emily looked at the family photos on the mantle with Timothy and Aiden. "'ll be right back. Got to change out of my uniform." Emily waved her okay before turning back to the photos.
My uniform for work was a black button down shirt and a khaki pants. My mother won't allow me to unbutton a few of the buttons on the shirt because she is afraid I'll attract a bad boy. We have a lot of bad boys that come into the restaurant. They are gangster want-a-be.
I walked down stairs in a red tank top and blue jeans. Aiden was the first one to notice my appearance, but after that he couldn't take his eyes off me. I looked up and finally noticed Emily and Timothy wasn't there.
"Um…Where are the others?" I asked.
"Emily and Timothy had to go and do their show on the radio," he said. "They forced me to stay here."
"Why?" I asked.
He looked really uncomfortable as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Um…they think we should get back together."
"And why would they want that?" I walked to the window in the living room and stared out it.
I watched through the glass as he stepped beside me and looked out of the window as well. I watched as children played outside and the wind blew the leaves of trees. Aiden stood quietly beside me; not even bothering to answer my question.
After much thinking, I finally answered her like an hour later. "I miss you, Sera. You were my everything and will always be my everything. I love you, Seraphina. I want you home with me."
I looked over at her and watched as a tear fell down her cheek. "I...I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?" I asked.
She turned her back to me and I waited patiently for her answer. I could hear sobs before she run up to her bedroom or somewhere upstairs. Before I knew what happened, Mrs. Stiles, Sera's mother, walked in. She looked at me surprised to see me before looking for her daughter in the kitchen.
"Seraphina is upstairs," I uttered.
"What is she doing upstairs?" Mrs. Stiles asked.
"I asked her to come back home with me," I said. "Well, my new home anyways."
She crossed her arms. "What about your prostitutes?"
My mind went blank. I had forgotten that Sera tell her mother everything. She knew about my friends, but she thought they were prostitutes. Oh, god.
Seraphina, if you could hear my mind please tell me you don't believe that, I thought.
Sera has met all those girls several times, but never recognized them, when I brought them home. How could she not? She used to think I would leave her for one of them, but I never did. I used them to make her jealous, so she could tell me she made a mistake besides most of them were married to my best friends, but their husbands knew.
"They are my friends' wives. Seraphina has met them, when we were in high school, but I guess she never recognized them since it has been a few years since they have last met," I said. "I used them to make her jealous, so she would come back to me since she broke up with me for no reason."
Her mother tried not to laugh, but I guess it was sort of funny. Before I knew it, she pulled me into a hug and ruffled my hair. "What can I do?"
He wanted me back. Me! What about his little prostitutes? Is he willing to give them up for me? I don't think so.
Mom came up to my bedroom around nine thirtyish. Nigel is always left to close the restaurant at nine forty-five. "We are having a family dinner at the restaurant," she announced.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I want to," she said. "Get ready."
"What do you mean by get ready?" I looked at her funny.
"I want to dress up for dinner. Put on that nice white sundress you have somewhere in your pile of clothes you call a closet," she uttered.
She walked to my closet as I sat on my bed watching her. She found the dress in the back of my closet, but I think to her it was worth the struggle to find it. She made me put in on along with white sandals that I owned before we left.
The car ride was quiet as Mom drove to our restaurant, but when we got there only Nigel's red Honda was there. My brothers' cars weren't there, but Mom said it was a family dinner, yet, they weren't here.
She grabbed my hand as we stepped out of the car and dragged me into the restaurant. The lights were dim and there was lovie dovie music on. The biggest surprise was Aiden sitting all by himself at a booth that was set for two.
"I am going to kill you, when we get home," I whispered.
"I love you, too, sweetie," she replied, pushing me to the direction Aiden sat in.
I walked slowly to the booth as I watched Mom disappear to the kitchen, where I am guessing Nigel is cooking lovie dovie dinner food stuff. Yucky! There better not be any lobster or shrimp.
Aiden smiled as I sat in the seat across from him. "I was angry with you, when you wouldn't take me back. I had some girls from our high school act like my date for that night so I could make you jealous and for you come back to me." I looked at him for a while before looking over to the kitchen.
What? How dare he? I thought.
He just wanted you back, a little voice in my head said. You only dumped him because you didn't know if you loved him or not, which you do. Idiot!
The stupid little voice was right, but it didn't have to call me an idiot. Okay, I was an idiot, but how was I supposed to know Aiden was doing that. I don't read minds, but right now I wished I did.
"I love you," I said, scratching my arm uncomfortably.
"I love you, too."
"Can I have you back, now?" I asked.
How stupid was that? Why can't I just be like those girls in movies, who jump up and down excitedly before kissing the man that they took back? I am so stupid.
"Yes," he smiled. "I would like that."
I smiled. "Yeah, me too."
We started talking like old times. He come over and sat beside me in my booth and I wrapped my arms around his waist as he wrapped an arm around me. I, being an idiot, kept telling him I loved him every five seconds, but he chuckled at it and told me he loved me too.
"Do you change your goal in life?" he asked.
I smiled, shyly, "Yeah."
"Well, what is it?"
I looked up at him and giggled. "I want a baby. Now, that I have you back."
"I can do that." He smiled, before kissing my lips for the first time in over a year.
I like how this ended. So I hope you like it as well.