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Chapter 12 by elmer7780 elmer7780

What are they going to discuss?

They're going to marry.

You sigh, figuring based on the passion last night what they're going to talk about. Clearly they are going to start off as a couple and-

"Patrick and I have decided that we're going to marry."

You flinch. That's not what you were expecting.

The two of them exchange a glance and smile, seeming proud to announce such news. You blink several times in disbelief, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"What? Th-this fast?! Didn't you two go on your first date?!" you sputter.

They share a look again. Patrick smiles softly while Alisa fidgets slightly.

"John, I know it seems fast, but I...really love your mother. That feeling just became stronger after last nig-I mean, after our date yesterday."

Alisa nods, looking at you and trying not to spill tears over how happy she's feeling. She speaks with a soft, slow pace as she knows this is shocking to her son.

"Listen my baby, I'm hoping you understand. Your friend is the first one in years that I feel like I see a future with. And if you're asking me what I want, I want to finally have a proper family - not just me and you. Since this is your best friend, wouldn't this be good for you and me? He can support us! You and I are both aware how well off he and his family are. We don't have to worry about you taking out college loans or anything like that! We can relax and be a happy family together!"

Even though she's right, you're awakening to your beautiful mother now and she's being taken away! Your whole life, you were planning to get into a good paying career and finally pay back your mother for all the love and care she gives you.

"Actually buddy," Patrick corrects, "You don't have to go to college if you don't want to. I know part of the reason was to support your mother, but I promise that I'll give her all the support she needs. Of course, if you want to join me at school, I'm all for it as long as you're doing it for yourself."

You curl your lips, trying hard not to glare at him. Look at him, suddenly being all "fatherly" already. It makes you feel sick to the stomach.

But...what can you do? Your mother is finally happy!

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