Sorry for taking forever to update. . .but I got a bit stuck. I have it worked out now though :) Please leave a review, I'd love to know what you think. :)
A/N: The title is from the song "I Have Nothing" and the lyrics are from "Straight Up" by Paula Abdul.
Chapter 7: Share My Life
Time's standing still
Waiting for some small clue I
keep getting chills
When I think your love is true
Autumn was nearing its end and Winter would be coming around soon, which also meant Christmas time. Jenny wasn't sure how she would be spending Christmas this year, she didn't have enough money to fly back home to her family so she guessed she would be spending it alone. Paulina told her the day before that she already made plans for a trip home, and she felt bad for Jenny seeing as she couldn't go home, but she reminded her that she had Jethro. That fact comforted Jenny she knew she would at least be able to have someone she loved with her. Christmas had always meant a lot to Jenny and having the opportunity to spend it with Jethro pleased her, though she wasn't sure what he thought about it.
She was heading in the direction of the exit when she felt someone come up behind her and grab her waist. She immediately assumed it was Paulina trying to be funny, but when she turned around she was presented with the face of Jethro. . .not Paulina. "Jethro!" Jenny said, playfully. He then kissed her on the side of her neck, "What are you doing? There are people around."
"Then they'll get a good show, won't they."
"What has gotten into you?"
"Me, what did I do?"
"You said you wanted a normal relationship, that's what I'm giving you."
Jenny laughed, "Not now, Jethro. . .maybe later. . ."
- - -
A thick layer of snow now covered the ground, Jenny hoped it would last through Christmas, being able to have a white Christmas would make this year even better. But she wasn't sure it would happen, she didn't even know how she would be spending Christmas. . .she needed to talk about that with Jethro. She was on her way to his house to see him and to hopefully talk to him about that.
Jenny walked up to Jethro's front door and realised it was unlocked, 'Damn that man, if he keeps doing this he'll pay for it one day. Though I suspect the only thing he'd actually be sorry to lose in this house would be that damn boat.' Jenny thought, as she let herself in. She knew where Jethro would be. She wondered sometimes why even had a house at all, when all he does is live in that damn basement. She made her way to the basement and she was right, he was there and he was working on the boat. He looked up when he heard the sound of Jenny's shows hitting the stairs as she walked down.
"Jen? What are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too, Jethro. I just wanted to talk to you about a few things."
"What about it?"
"It'll be Christmas soon, and I have no one to spend it with."
"You have me, Jen."
"But what about your family? Won't you be seeing them?"
"How come?" Jenny waited for Jethro's answer but it never came, "Okay, I get it, you don't want to talk about it." She said.
Eager to change the subject back to Jenny and off himself, Jethro asked, "How come you're not going to see your family at Christmas then?"
"I can't afford it. I don't have that much money, Jethro."
"And your friend, Paulina?"
"She's going home."
"Well you can spend Christmas with me."
"Are you sure, Jethro, I wouldn't want to intrude."
The snow covered streets matched with the decorated houses lining them made Jenny think of a perfect scene printed on a postcard. She walked along the street; presents in her hands, towards Jethro's house, a house which was in the minority, Jethro wasn't keen on decorations, he didn't like the fuss. Jenny thought she'd try and persuade him to put some up, she liked decorations, and if nothing else, it added to the atmosphere of Christmas, and that was something Jenny loved.
Jenny walked up to Jethro's front door and let herself in (she knew knocking would be useless). Once inside she put the presents on the floor and took off her coat and scarf and hung them on the coat rack. "Jethro!" She called.
Jenny picked her presents up and walked over to Jethro, "Merry Christmas, you got a place for these?"
"Over there." He pointed.
"I'm impressed, you actually have a Christmas tree."
"Did it just for you."
"Sure, you're just in denial, deep down you really love Christmas don't you."
"If you say so, Jen."
- - -
'Hi, you've reached Jenny and Paulina, we're not around at the moment. I (Paulina) am staying with my folks for the holidays, so you can reach me there. Leave a message if you're looking for Jen or if you're looking for me, you can call my parent's house. Thanks!'
"She's not there, it's the machine, where is she?"
"Who left the message?"
"Well it wasn't Jennifer."
"Call Paulina's parents then."
"Well it looks like we haven't got any other choice."
- - -
"Jen, there's a call for you."
"Who is it?"
"I'm not sure."
"Finally! Who was that who answered Jenny?"
"Mum. . ."
"Boyfriend, Jenny? Was that who answered the phone?"
Jenny paused, could she tell them? She considered how they would react, and her conclusion was that they wouldn't react very well, so she thought quickly and replied, "No, that's his father." She hoped that would be enough for her parents.
"Why didn't you tell us you were involved with someone Jenny?"
That told Jen that her temporary solution had worked (at least for now, it was). "I guess it just never came up. . ."
"Well how long have you been seeing this boy?"
"Not that long. . .a few months I guess."
"Months? Jennifer this person is obviously important to you, so why didn't you tell us? And don't say that the chance never came up, this is something that you make time for." Her mother replied.
"I don't know, Mum, I guess I just wanted to see where it would go before I said anything to you. I was going to tell you." She was half lieing about the last part, she really hadn't thought about her parents and what they'd think of Jethro, she was too busy trying to figure out how she felt, let alone anyone else. And parents wasn't a subject that came up often in Jethro and her's conversations.
"Okay. Well now you've told us, so at least there's that. When will we be able to meet him?"
"I don't know, Mum."
"Perhaps New Years' Eve? You and he can come out here."
"New Years Eve? Isn't that a little sudden, Mum?"
"Nonsense, Jenny, it's a perfectly reasonable time."
"Fine, we'll see you then." Jenny replied. But it wasn't like she actually had much of a say in it anyway. She now had to figure out how she was going to tell her parents that her boyfriend was a grown man, who was twelve years older than her. But for now, at least, she had other, more important things to think about, so she wished her parents a Merry Christmas and hung up the phone. Then she walked back to the dining room to where Jethro was.
"Who was on the phone?" Jethro asked.
"My parents." Jenny replied, "It wasn't exactly the greatest phone call ever though."
"They asked about you, they asked who answered. . ."
"Did you tell them?"
"What does that mean, Jen?"
"It means I may have not told the entire truth. . .but it's not like you can blame me, they had me cornered. . ."
"What did you tell them?"
"That you were the father of my boyfriend. . .I'm sorry Jethro, but I just didn't know what to say."
"Jen you're going to have to tell them eventually."
"I know, especially since they practically forced us to go and stay with them at New Years. . ."
"Stay with them? Jen are you sure we can do that? Did you think about how they will react?"
"I did, after I hung up. . .I told you, it was a spur of the moment answer, I didn't know how they would take it. They'll probably be okay with it after they actually meet you though, they're understanding enough people."
"For both our sake's Jen, I hope you're right."
"For now, at least, can we forget about that and celebrate Christmas?"