Married

Notices Conner. The impassive head was in his crossed arms, which are resting on the table. 

"Discuss less than you tell my son."

John answers with a slight smile. Ooh dear, if John smiles it doesn't mean a good thing. One of my brows goes up, tense and skeptical. My body tenses and seeks eye contact with my mother.

"Mum."

I address her in a threatening voice. But she still doesn't look at me. Her eyes move a little frantically in John's direction. What's wrong with her. She wriggles back and forth in her chair, acting like a child who has broken something. Then John pushes his hand to my mother's and asked a question in a lowered voice that we can hear.

"Do you want or should I be my love?"

I look at the picture in front of me. I keep my arms crossed in front of my chest. Something is wrong. What do they have to say? They shouldn't excite us so much and finally come out with the language. Again I take a close look at the two who are still looking at each other in silence. My breath gets stuck in my throat. Her hand. No, it's on John's hand too. They both wear the matching gold ring on the left. I said that fate is not good for me today.

"You don't have ..."

I jump up. My chair slides backwards and finally falls with a crash on the floor. My hands clap flat on the table. Conner, winces and sits up straight. I can't pronounce it, it's so incredible. It can't be his. That is certainly a misunderstanding. Conner follows my gaze at the rings and now understands too.

"...got married?"

He completed my sentence questioningly. His eyes are wide but his tone is very calm compared to mine. He looks at the two skeptically. I'm still standing and can't take my eyes off them.

"Yes we have that, darling."

My mother now also spoke up. She finally manages to look at me. The answer was more to me than to Conner to confirm our assumption. My head is working and it all breaks out.

"And when? How? Why? Man, you are not little children who just make such a reckless decision! What did you think?"

Again I hit the table and yell at them both in a loud voice. My mother's face frowns, she takes a deep breath and starts loudly. She too is getting up now. She raises her hands in reprimand and leans forward in my direction.

"Really young lady, I have to ask you. This is probably our decision. This is our life, besides, John and I are adults. We have lived on earth long enough to know when we are doing something right and when we are not. We both have relationships behind us and we know that it all goes quickly but why should we wait when we are more than sure that we both want it one hundred percent? "

I turn around, lift the chair off the floor. Sit back down and put my head in my hands. I have to think. I can't answer, on the one hand I can't understand how she can make such a reckless decision, otherwise she was never like that. But on the other hand she is right, I have never seen her so happy with a man and she is really more than old enough to make her own decisions, she is the mother and I is the child and the 'child' is old enough to accept a steady man in the mother's life. I look over at Conner, his face is very relaxed and calm as always, it seems to be okay with him. A grin spreads across his face, what's the point now? He scratches his head, gets up and walks over to my mother.

"Welcome to the Mum family."

After the last word he gives her a kiss on the cheek and turns his gaze to me. My stomach contracts when he calls her mum. It seems to surprise John too. I notice how he looks at Conner in disbelief for a moment. He probably didn't think Conner would react like this after his last wedding. A slight smile plays around John's lips. I am listening to his son.

"Jenny think about it. It doesn't change the situation in which we are at the moment, you already live here, that your mum John loves and he loves her too, is not new either, the only thing that is new is the fact that they have signed a piece of paper and can now call themselves husband and wife. If it makes them both happy then it's good, then we just have to accept it as it is. If it doesn't work out, they can still parting. But you mustn't forget the best, now I have a little sister that I have to look out for, so you benefit too, if someone is bothering you, you can get your big brother. "

Grinning, he clenches his fists and raises his arms to show off his muscles. It doesn't seem to bother him. He even seems happy about it. He was right about the first part, in the second he tried to tease me. After a few minutes of reflection, I don't think it's that bad anymore.

The shock is gone, it could have been worse, nobody died and the world won't end after the wedding. They let me sit in peace and chat with the three of them, or rather two, John keeps out of the conversation about their secret wedding. 

"Then ... I congratulate you."

Finally I can do it with a normal tone. I get up. When they get there, I take John and Mum one after the other in my arms. You seem amazed at my sudden change of heart. I am too. But Conner's words make sense to me. I've mentioned it before, he always manages to calm me down quickly. An hour later, after they have told us everything exactly, a question comes into my head that I immediately speak out loud.

"When is the honeymoon?"

Conner also looks curious. Again they look at each other and have a silent marriage conversation.

"Oh now we almost forgot the most important thing, we wanted to talk to you for this very reason, our plane leaves tomorrow morning at half past seven. We didn't want to leave until next week when Adam and Jayden are back and we have given them the news , but the hotel is so fully booked that we had to agree for tomorrow otherwise we wouldn't have got it this year. We were so lucky that a couple jumped out at short notice. "

Again they manage to knock me over. But after the news that they got married, nothing can upset me. So I try humor.

"Tomorrow mum? How often do you want to shock me today? Do you have a roast in the oven?"

I'm asking for fun. But the two can be trusted. My mother laughs and starts answering.

"No, honey, I don't have a roast in the oven."

Theatrically, I let myself fall into the chair with one hand on my heart, relieved.

"I'm pleased to hear it."

Mum giggles again. A throat clearing from John draws attention to him. As he gets up, he points a finger down the hall.

"Honey, I'm going to pack my seven things and I want to get some sleep, so I wish you a good night, Jenny. Conner greets your brothers, because as I know you you will sleep through our departure."

Conner escapes a loud laugh. Who also rises. He holds out his arms in the air.

"Yeah, Dad, I'll straighten out, and you're probably right about oversleeping."

John gives me and Conner a short hug and quickly disappears in the direction of his room.

"I think I should go upstairs and leave the ladies of the house a little alone."

Conner gives my mum a goodbye kiss on the cheek and wishes her a pleasant journey. I get a smile and see you tomorrow. Now we're both alone. We shift our conversation to the large leather couch in the living area, where we continued the conversation, cuddling in a cozy blanket.

"So? Are you very angry with me about the wedding."

She asks and pulls me closer to her. Her slender arm rests on my shoulders. My head is against her chest.

"To be honest, no, I am not. I admit that I was shocked and angry at first, but you are right and you have convinced me to see it positively. Only one thing Mum! If you get married again and you invite me again not one, then I won't speak to you any more! "

My head goes up and I grin at her. She returns my laugh with her barely noticeable dimples.

"Agreed, honey. Sorry I won't be there when you come to school. I would have loved to have taken you to campus."

I know it makes her sad. It's actually nothing special. She can come to me even after her honeymoon.

"It doesn't matter, I have my brothers."

My brothers? Ha, how does that sound and I only know one of them and that is exactly who doesn't come to school, but how bad could the other two be? After all, we are now a family even if they don't know yet and if they get cheeky, Conner will rightly point them out. I am very sure that he would defend me. He has already promised me that.

"I'm glad you get on so well with Conner. You haven't fallen in love with him ... well, you know ...?"

She smiles furtively at me. And I tear myself out of the hug to get a better look at her.

"Ohh Mum no, really not. I like him, a lot and I think you could almost say, even if I haven't known him for long, that I love him but not in the way you mean, I love him like a brother . "

Relief spreads across her face. What is she thinking? Even if that's none of her business. So really ey.

"Ok, I'm happy, I don't want you to fall into love in your younger years."

Look who's Talking! I'd better calm her down, she should have a nice vacation and not worry about me.

"Mr. Perfect has not come yet and he can still wait."

She breaks away from me. If the blanket strays off and Gazelle stands up nicely.

"I wish you a good start in school and you can call me anytime."

This is the farewell. Mum knows that I'm not getting up tonight because I'm just as much a bum as Conner. The world could end, the two of us would go back to sleep. 

"Thank you Mum and you, have a nice honeymoon. When are you going to leave the house?"

I still want to know. Now get up from the sofa too. As you do so, fold the blanket and put it back in its place.

"Around four, so I think you'll sleep too."

"I think that's true too."

We hug goodbye. I go up to my bed and Mum to her room.