I went on a pretty crazy adventure tonight with 7 fellow bloggers. Who would have thought making fun of Patrick Kane could exhaust you so bad?! Anyways, I didn't edit this... it's more of a filler, big things to happen very very soon. So I apologize if I have some major grammar issues going on. =D Enjoy.
Max kept his arm wrapped around my shoulders as we finished up our dinner and chatted amongst ourselves over anything we could talk about. My mother was talking to Vero about her wedding. Marc, Serge and my dad were talking about golfing, while Max and Lucie mumbled back and forth to each other in French. I looked around the table and felt my side twitch. I was suppose to be happy, yet I felt like something was missing. Something was off. It wasn’t right. I placed my hand on Max’s thigh and leaned up and kissed his jaw. He turned and kissed me quickly before turning back to his mother. “Lil, you have to make sure he goes in for a tux fitting within the next two weeks,” Marc shouted over to me and I smiled, nodding my head. I looked back over at my mom and Vero, and they were now discussing where the wedding was going to be held in Montreal. “I don’t know where Lily would get married, here, Philly or Montreal,” my mom chimed in. “Oh there’s no way Max would get married in Philly, if word got out, people would show up with eggs calling for his head,” Vero laughed. I glanced back over my at my dad and Serge. “No, that was with my five iron!” Marc laughed and the two dad’s laughed along with him. I turned back to Max. “Ne vous inquiétez pas, maman, je vais vous donner plus de petits-enfants,” he laughed and she gently placed her hand on his cheek giving him a proud smile. This right here, at this table, was my family. Yet things still seemed off.
“Max, I have to run to work real quick, Brian needs some of my files for tonight,” I whispered to Max once we were all back at the house, sipping on wine. “Do you want me to drive you?” “No, I think I should walk, the fresh air will do me good.” He glanced down at his watch then sighed heavily. “It worries me when you walk, okay, I love you.” He bent over and kissed me and it was the first time in a few days I had heard him tell me he loves me. It made me rethink the whole reason why I was going to the club, but when my side twitched again, I gave in and walked away. “I love you too,” I called back to him before I headed down the stairs and walked out the front door. I pulled my pea coat tight around me, as the night air had turned cold. I had a headache from the amount of tequila I had consumed earlier in the day, but I knew in a few short minutes my headache would be gone. I hummed some random song to myself as I made the short trip to the club. Once I got to the club, I walked around the back and went through the back door. I went straight to Andrew’s office where I knocked before I walked in. “Hey Lil, you sounded desperate on the phone, everything alright?” I shook my head and sat down on the oversized black leather chair in front of his desk. “I was forced to try on a wedding dress today,” I smiled weakly at him, which he just laughed. “Alright well here’s my early wedding gift,” he smiled as he tossed me a small bag filled with cocaine. I quickly dumped half of it on the table and made a line with his credit card that was lying on top of the desk. I snatched the rolled up twenty out of Andrew’s hand and quickly sniffed up the line through the bill. “Fell better?” He asked still laughing. “Yeah, I’m getting there. It’s just fucked up you know! We’ve only been together for like, fuck four months. Why all this wedding business? Why are we rushing ourselves? You know I’m doing pretty fucking, damn good for this being my first relationship. I’ve managed to fuck up once, and he just blew it off. This though, if he knew I was doing this, he’d kick me out of the house.” I sniffed my nose before I bent over and snorted some more. “I’m throwing my life away by doing this. This is my death wish Andrew, if I keep going down this road, I won’t live to see thirty.” I looked up at him with pained eyes. “Just shut the fuck up and enjoy yourself,” he snapped at me and I nodded my head realizing he was right. I needed to stop complaining and just live in the now. Enjoy myself.
My mother began whispering to me in French at the dinner table and I asked her to speak in English, but she refused. She wanted answers, and she wanted them now. “When are you going to ask her to marry you?” “I don’t know mom.” She shook her head and I looked over at Lillianah to make sure she didn’t learn French overnight. It seemed like she wasn’t even paying attention to me, just enjoying everyone’s company around the table. “Are you going to give me grandchildren?” I chuckled a little at the seriousness of my mother’s voice. “Don’t worry mom, I’ll give you more grandchildren,” I smiled to her and she reached out and placed her hand on my cheek with a wide smile. I looked back at Lillianah and saw her looking at us. I lowered my face and kissed her on the lips. “You doing alright? You’re just zoning out,” I smiled. “Yeah, no, I’m fine. I’m perfect actually.” Even though she said she was okay, I knew she wasn’t. She was pre-occupied with something on her mind, just like she was when I woke up to see her crying. There was something deeper that was bothering her and she was hiding it from me. Do I push her about it? Do I let her work it out on her own, or can I offer my help. I looked down at her one more time to see her snuggled in to my shoulder with a large grin on her face. I’ll let it slide, just this once.
“No! No! I call bullshit! That’s complete bullshit! Roenick didn’t score a goal that game!” I argued with Flower as I felt someone smack me upside the back of my head. “Maxime! Watch your language!” I turned around and silently apologized to my mom. “Max, I have to run to work real quick, Brian needs some of my files for tonight,” Lillianah whispered in my ear and I jumped up at the chance of slipping outside of the house for a moment. Yet when she insisted on walking I felt defeated and reclaimed my seat. “I love you,” she shouted back at me, and I could only sit and smile, a very proud, sucker in love, smile. As soon as the door clicked shut everyone shut up and looked at me. “DETAILS!” Vero nearly shrieked and I gave her an odd look. “What?” “How are you going to do it?” I looked around and they all seemed truly curious. “Do what?” I asked slowly and my mom laughed before shouting, “propose!” “Umm, well I was thinking about getting down on one knee and asking if she wants to marry me.” Vero, Molly and my mother’s mouths dropped open and I looked at Flower for support but he just shook his head. “Maxime Talbot, the most eccentric guy I know doesn’t have something special planned?” Vero asked. “Should I? Did you?” I directed toward Flower and he slowly shook his head up and down. Damn.
“Baby, your nose is bleeding,” Max stated as I walked in to our bedroom. “Fuck,” I grumbled as I walked in to the bathroom and wiped my nose clean. “Do you normally get nose bleeds?” He asked from behind me. I looked at him in the mirror and could see him studying my body, instantly becoming self-conscious about my recent weight loss. “It’s spring time, the allergies get me really bad. Must be from being out and about all day,” I smiled to him and quickly leave the bathroom before he could look at me anymore. “Are you sure you’re alright?” I nod my head before changing in to a pair of his baggy sweatpants and one of his tshirt to hide my body in. “Lil, look at me, stop moving. I’m going to ask you something and I don’t want you to get mad alright?” I stopped and looked up and him, nodding my head. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look like you’re losing weight.” Fuck. I wrapped my arms around my torso, but quickly dropped them when I noticed my elbows sticking out. “I guess just with the move and work, I’ve been neglecting myself lately. I feel fine, I promise. Let’s go to bed.” “No, not yet,” he placed a hand over mind, stopping me from pulling the comforter down. “You need to start taking better care of yourself Lil. Being this skinny can’t be healthy. Tomorrow, I’ll make you a nice big breakfast, pack you up on protein then we’ll go to the game, alright?” I nodded my head and felt him kiss my forehead before I climbed in to bed.
When I woke up, the bed was empty and the door was left open ajar. I heard voices downstairs and knew everyone was awake. I quickly climbed out of bed and made a mad dash to the bathroom to discard the contents of my stomach in to the toilet. “Lillianah, damnit, you’re sick! You need to go to the doctor!” Max shouted as he walked in to the bathroom. “No Max, I’m fine! I just have a really bad headache! I get sick when I get headaches, go back down stairs! I’ll be right there,” I shouted back before tucking my head in to the toilet once again. Once I was presentable I made my way downstairs and greeted our parents before digging in to a big breakfast. Max kept a watchful eye on me the whole time and at a few points, I made it obvious to him that I was eating. Eating a lot. I was becoming annoyed. He didn’t need to breath down my neck to make sure I was eating. Once I cleaned the tables and made plans about the game that day I headed back up to the room with Max hot on my trail. Once we were inside he slammed the door and I quickly turned around to look at him. “You’re going to the doctor Lil! You look like you’re going to break in half!” I rolled my eyes at him and pulled some clothes out of the dresser. “I’m fine Max! I’ve been stressed out! Back the fuck off will you, okay? You’re just making things worse!” “Worse? I’m making things worse? I’m worried about you Lil. I want to get you help, this isn’t healthy! I love you okay, I can’t live without you. I need you healthy. Please? Okay?” I felt the tears sting at my eyes from his words and nodded my head. I felt his arms wrap around my frail body and I cried in to his shoulder.
“Don’t. Alright, just don’t. I already know,” I warned Flower once he approached me in the locker room. “Is she going to get help?” I nodded my head and turned away from him. I had a game to get focused for, which was already hard enough in itself. I didn’t need my friend poking at the subject as well. The game was uneventful in my mind. I was off somewhere else mentally, which was a damn shame. We lost the game, our first in regulation in a while. I was sad on two counts, we lost the game and our parents were leaving in a matter of hours. The locker room was somber, no press was allowed inside to give us a break, just this once. “What the fuck are those?” I pointed at Staalsy as he stepped in to black leather pants. “What? They’re awesome! And they were damn expensive too,” he smiled as he turned around in them, showing them off. “I’m sorry, I wouldn’t pay twenty cents for those!” I laughed at him as I shook my head and turned my attention back to my locker.
I walked out in to the lounge and greeted my parents as well as Lillianah and hers. She grabbed on to my hand and gave it a squeeze. She stood on her tip toes and placed her mouth right next to my ear. “I can’t live without you either. I’ll go see a doctor.” I smiled at her words and swooped her up in my arms and kissed her. “Thank you,” I smiled once I set her back down. “Well I guess we have to get you guys off to the airport,” I smiled to my parents as well as Steve and Molly. They all sadly nodded their heads before turning their attention to each other. “We’ve created a four headed monster,” I laughed squeezing Lillianah’s side. I continued to laugh at the thought of how our parents would take to each other. They’re so different, yet it looks like they’re best friends, and have been for years.