Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 65

"I guess I could finally put that diploma to use. After all, I was optimistic once, I can try...again. But I can't promise anything."

"It's just one visit to the court. We will be out of there in no time." I tried to calm her down because I noticed that her hands were shaking.

"I know." She nodded and hid her hands in the pockets of her jumper.

"I can get my dad to sign that document. Probably. He'll be happy to finally get rid of me for good anyway." Although his lips were creating a slight smile, I could see his eyes were filled with pain and bitter sadness.

I grabbed his shirt and hugged his tired body. "I need you more than him anyway." I whispered.

"Thanks lil' kitty." He whispered back with a sad voice, and kissed my forehead.

"If you get your father's signature, we can probably get you emancipated as soon, as next week." Mom broke the spell of an emotional scene once again.

"That's only a few days." I glanced at Lucas. "Can he stay here? On the couch?" I gave my mom the saddest puppy eyes I could handle, though I had no idea if it would work on an emotionless robot like her. "Please, please, please?"

"Skye I don't understand why you're crying so much." Great, she didn't get the puppy eyes. Go figure. She watched Lucas for a bit, then she looked at me. I could see her mind was fighting an invisible battle inside her head. "All right," She sighed. "he can spent a few days on this couch. But be sure there will be no sexual activity in my house. You will both go to school, and then come back after it, and I will be home, because I will take a week off," Oh my, I wonder why she insist on staying home 2/7. "you will eat all your meals here, - breakfast, lunch and dinner. Lucas, there is no yellow food or anything yellow allowed in this place. Do you understand? Both of you?"

"Yes." Lucas answered as firmly as he could. I just nodded. Then something amazingly...weird happened. Lucas stepped over to my mom and...hugged her. Even I don't do that. "Thank you, Mrs. Monroe." He said as he wrapped his hands around her.

"Well..." Mom didn't know what to say and I could see a hint of panic in her eyes.

She was probably referring to one of her books on strange behaviour of people, as she called them.

She slightly tapped his back. "You are welcome." She tapped three times. "Also, you smell like sweat and cigarettes. Please, go take a shower, young man." Oh god, is this what teenagers mean when they say that their parents embarrass them?

"I will." He laughed and walked towards the bathroom.

"What convinced you to let him stay here?" I asked.

"Well, I figured - if I let you keep one stray, what's one more?"

I looked at her, shocked by her answer. She gave me the weirdest, most robotic smile ever. "You were joking?" I carefully asked.

"Yes. Did I do it right?" She became emotionless again.

"Um, I guess." I awkwardly laughed. Not bad for someone who just made her first joke. Ever.

"Skye, why does that boy call you little cat?"

"Um, that..." I tried to think of a good explanation, but nothing came to mind.

"Is it common for people to give each other animal nicknames?" She asked another question.

I really did not know how to respond to that.

"Maybe I should start calling him little dog, or some other animal perhaps, but he smelled like a wet dog, that's why I thought it would be appropriate..."

"Oh goddess, mom no!" I shrieked with laughter, slapping my forehead. She's really something, huh?

"Um, yes." Lucas chirped with excitement.

I read the synopsis and...I seriously doubt that my mom will be able to handle it. "No." I commented.

He rolled his eyes, smiling.

"My mad fat diary?"

"Too girly."

"New girl?"

He stared at me like I was retarded. "Seriously, too girly."

"How I met your mother?"

"Too stretched out."

I concurred.

"The mentalist?"

He stared at the screen for a while, reading the description. "That could work." He finally decided.