Chapter 9: Auntie

A/N Well Sorry for it being forever. I am going to try to post another this weekend but school has been insane, and now I have this robot baby thing that I would like to murder! But comments would be wonderful



I was woken up by the smell of bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen. Abbey was in a good mood it must mean. By the time I rolled out of bed I could hear Izzie on the piano trying to match Pink’s Glitter in the Air. I checked my phone, 1 missed call from David who didn’t leave a voicemail, probably calling about next Friday and babysitting. I decided I would call him, after I compared Sidney and my schedules so I could travel down to Pittsburgh and we could move along with our relationship. I found a time when I could go down to Pittsburgh it would be in two weeks for a week, the Pens had a home front, playing Tampa, Buffalo, and Atlanta. After I was done planning, and finding out where a hotel was where I could stay I decided to call Dave to see why he called. After three rings he answered, chipper than ever.
“So next Friday, Julie is out and I have a date, with a girl I think you would approve of and so Adam needs a sitter, and I know you love him so I was thinking he could have a sleep over with Auntie Maddie?” What a greeting. “Oh and thanks for the tickets last night, even though the Islanders lost. When did you get home?”
“Good morning to you too sunshine,” I start with a laugh, “Next Friday is fine, where’s Julie going?” Julie is Adams mom. Dave and her spilt up, then she waited until the eight month to actually tell Dave that she was pregnant, so let’s just say we don’t really get along. “And no problem for the tickets, anytime the Pens plays the Islanders I am sure Sidney will get you tickets, and I didn’t look at the clock when I crawled into bed.”
“YES! You’re a life saver. And Adam keeps saying he wants to spend more time with you, so this is the perfect opportunity for you two!” David says with giddy. “Well I got to go, will you pick Adam up at his pre-school at three on Friday? I can drop off his bag at you apartment when I go into the city to sub this week, I am subbing all week, so I will drop it off probably on Thursday.”
“Okay, bye David,” I end, hitting the end button, throwing my phone onto my bed and walking into the kitchen where now both girls were, Abbey on her phone talking away to her boss, and Izzie looking in the fridge for juice. I grab a piece of turkey bacon and plop in into my mouth and Abbey ends the call.
“BREAKFAST IS SERVED!” she announces laughing, “Good morning princess, I went into your room at like seven, you were out cold, so are you going to tell us about your evening?”
Izzie stars at me with big eyes, “Yea, I wanna know how your night was last night baby girl,” she teases, her fingers like legs running up my arms. “What did you guys do?” she whispered into my ear, trying to be funny.
“Let’s eat first.” I say and the both agree. Everyone is done, and we put our dishes into the sink. Then we migrate to the living room but before I get settled I grab my phone, not knowing when Sidney’s plane landed, or when he would call for that matter. So with my blackberry in hand I settle next to Izzie, and we start a movie, and we all start to relax, but I can tell that the girls want to ask me the same question. “We went out to dinner, with his father, Sidney ate half of my dinner, and his. Then I dropped them off at their hotel, and I came home. Not that exciting like you guys want it to be,” I say. I knew they wanted me to say if we kissed or not, but I don’t kiss and tell, especially if it’s Sidney Crosby, where they could go and blog about it, but I don’t think they would.
“When will you guys see each other again?” Abbey asks, not letting her eyes pull away from the screen where we were watching Pride and Prejudice.
“I might go down to Pittsburgh in two weeks, and stay a week.”
“So you would be back like the last week of November?”
“Yea, then we will go to back to LP like the fourth week of December?” I ask unsure if we were going to be a part of Holiday festivities.
“Yea, my mother needs help with all the children shit.” Izzie says clearly unhappy about this because she might be able to see her ex-boyfriend, whose dad is like everywhere and is well known.
After our little chat we all curled up in balls in watched the rest of the movie, when that was finished Abbey got up and got her sketch book to finish her sketches and to get our input. Izzie went to her notebook and started writing another short story which was due in two weeks. I got up and picked out another movie, which was Breakfast at Tiffany’s. It was about one o’clock when my phone started singing Tripping Billies by Dave Matthews Band “I should…” before I could finish I had two girls on me yelling:
“PUT IN ON SPEAKER!!!”
I now held my phone over my head. “You two can’t say a word.” I respond.
“ANSWER IT!” They both yell into my ear.
I put my phone on speaker and answer it.
“Hello,”
“Hi”
“This conversation better be getting somewhere,” Izzie whispers harshly.
“I just got to Pittsburgh, just wanted you to know.”
“Thanks, I looked at my schedule.”
“Already,” He giggles. “Do you hate New York that much?”
“No, iiii, I just,” ‘What do I say?” I mouth to the girls
“I had so much fun…” Abbey says.
“I can’t wait to see you again, and with Christmas coming we won’t be able to see each other…” Izzie finishes.
“I had so much fun,” I start, gulping, “And with Christmas coming I have to go home, then mid-terms, and all that, I won’t be able to see for like a month maybe two…”
“It’s fine, it really is, so why don’t you tell me the times you can come, and I will clean out my guest room in my wing, and I can book your plane tickets,” He replies laughing at the end.
“Um well I can come in two weeks, but only if you want me too, I mean I don’t want to pressure you, and I mean I want to take this slowly and all, and now I am babbling, so I can just call you later, and I bet your busy so yea.”
“Maddie, honestly I want to talk about this now, I am not busy really I’m not, I am on my bed right now turning on my t.v. so I can watch something. So let’s talk about this, I want to talk about this, please?” I get up now, and put my phone off of speaker and go into my room and close the door.
“Well in two weeks I can go for a week,”
“I don’t know if I can wait that long Maddie,” He whines, “I miss you,”
I try to hold in a laugh, but it doesn’t work, “Sidney, we just saw each other last night. How can you miss me already?”
“I don’t know really. But okay, I will book a flight, and I personally will come and pick you up at the airport, which I don’t do very often, Madeline.”
“Okay Sidney,” I tease “See you then”
“I miss you,”
“Miss you too.”
“Now you can’t make fun of me because you said you missed me to,” He teases.
“Siiidddneeyyy,” I moan, “That’s not fair at all.”
“I know, I won’t hold it against you, Maddie, not ever.” My eyes roll when I hear that, and he continues. “What did you do today?” he asks, making a conversation.
“Got up at like 10ish and called my cousin, who I am babysitting for next Friday, looked at my calendar, so I could tell you in advance so you could plan, then Abbey made breakfast, and we watched Pride and Prejudice and we started watching Breakfast at Tiffany’s but then this guy interrupted it, so now I am talking to this guy telling him what I did today,”
“That guy sounds like a tool,”
“Naww, he’s pretty chill,” I tease
SIIIIIDDDNEEEEYYYYYYY
“Fuck,” he whispers into the phone, “That’s Austin, I promised I would practice doing baseball stuff with him, Call you tonight, I will have Pat book a flight from JFK to here today so I can tell you tonight, deal,”
“Yea, deal, have fun big brother,”
“Oh I will try,” he giggles, and hangs up.
The week crept by very slowly. I went to classes and mostly hung out with Izzie. Abbey was busy with her designs and Izzie and I with school.
Friday came and soon I was sitting in Adam’s schools pick-up line waiting for my godson, twirling my hair between my fingers. From the corner of my eye I see a small boy jumping up and down with a sun bleached New York Yankee baseball hat on with dark brown ringlets peeking out from underneath the hat. Adam. He points to me Range Rover and grabs onto who I am guessing his teachers hand and leads her over to me.
I get out of my truck and walk around to greet him.
“Adammm,” I say lifting my sunglasses.
“Mrs. Eure this is my Auntie Maddie, the one that is on Daddy’s note.”
“Hi,” I greet “Madeline Martin, David’s cousin, Adam’s godmother.”
“Hi, Donna Eure, Adam’s Kindergarten teacher.” Donna now directs her attention to Adam “Alright little guy, I will see you on Monday.”
“Bye Mrs. Eure!” Adam waves and opening the truck’s backseat door on the passenger side. “So Auntie Maddie, we are watching the hockey game tonight right?”
“Why,” I start closing the door and jogging to my door, and opening it. “yes we are” I continue. “You think we wouldn’t. I was thinking we make our own pizza’s and watch the Islanders beat the Habs. Oh and we also have cookie and cream ice cream, your favorite!” I say getting a little too over excited about our night.
“Sweeeeeeet,” Adam replied. “Dad packed my PSP right? If he forgot it I am gonna kill ‘im.”
“Yea, and I double checked. You know how your father can be.”
“Yeaa,” he agreed.
The night with Adam was refreshing. Abbey was working, er, sketching and Izzie left a note saying she was on a date, so that left Adam and I working on our pizzas singing to the top 40 radio station I had on. When I was with Adam I became the five year old who had the same responsibilities as a twenty year old had.
“I cann make your bedrock, GIRL!” Adam screamed not knowing what exactly he was screaming, while playing god knows what on his PSP.
I popped the pizzas into the oven and got out Sprite, Adam’s drink of choice, and set out bar with plates and napkins. Twenty minutes later the pizzas are done and Adam is tearing his apart counting down until game time. When he is done with the pizza he changes into his pj’s and I clean up our mess. Then I change into comfy sweats dish out some ice cream and settle down next to Adam watching the game start, and start to wonder how long it would be until I can have my own Adam and cuddle and watch a hockey game.