My Made Coach, chapter 8
Wednesday Morning
"God Jordan, I'll miss you so much."
"Michael, I'll be back."
"I know, but I love you and I need you. Will you marry me?" I laughed quietly.
"Ha, you're funny."
"I'm serious." I tensed up.
"I don't know Mike, I'm only 17."
"And I'm almost 18... but I know I love you." He pulled out a ring.
"Will you at least wear this?"
"God Michael, it's beautiful."
"Just like you."
"Thank you."
"Think about it and call me."
"I will, I love you."
"I love you too." I kissed him. I pulled away abruptly.
"I love you." I kissed him quickly.
"I love you too." He grabbed onto my hand and looked into my eyes. I smiled and squeezed it reassuringly.
"Bye Michael." I hugged him and walked over to Jason.
"Bye Jase, take care of Joey for me."
"I will."
"And don't give grandma too much of a hard time."
"I'll try."
"I love you little bro."
"I love you big sis." I hugged him and ruffled his hair. He hated it when I did that. I bent down and crouched in front of Joey.
"How wong will you be gone?"
"I don't know, sweetie." I said, pushing a chunk of hair out of his face.
"I wuv you Jordan."
"I love you too, Joseph." He scrunched up his face.
"Bye Joey."
"Bye Jordan." I hugged him and grabbed my suitcase. I started to walk forward.
"Jordan!" I turned around and Joey motioned for me to lean down. I kneeled down so he was taller than I was.
"I'm gonna miss you Jordan." He said kissing me on the cheek.
"I'll miss you too." I said hugging him.
"I love you." He said.
"I love you too, but I promise to call, okay?"
"Okay." He said pouting.
"I'll get you a present." He smiled.
"Bye Joey."
"Bye Jordan." I smiled and stood up. I smiled back at Jason and Michael and walked through security.
"Well it's about fucking time." Jake said.
"Patience." I said grabbing my carry-on and walking onto the plane.
3 ½ Hours Later
"Tre? Where are you Tre?" I said to no one in particular.
"Jordan!"
"Tre!" I ran and jumped into his arms. He hugged me and put me down.
"I missed you."
"I missed you too." He said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
"How've you been?" I asked.
"Good, really good."
"How are your kids?"
"Good, I was happy to see them."
"I bet."
"So, want to see where you guys are staying?"
"Sure." We all got into Tre's car and he drove to a house. It was a big house. Which is really suspicious for a guy who supposedly lived by himself.
"Come on, Jake. Hurry your ass up!" I said grabbing my bag.
"My ass will take its time, thank you." I scoffed and followed Tre into the house.
"Daddy! Daddy!" That's why the house is so effin huge.
"Jordan, this is my son, Frankito."
"I'm Frankie." He said shyly, sticking out his right hand.
"Hi, I'm Jordan." I said kneeling down and shaking his hand.
"You're weally pwetty, just wike daddy said."
"Oh, did he?" I said looking up at Tre, amused. He blushed slightly.
"Yep." Said Frankie, smiling proudly.
'Daddy!' a girl said.
"I'll be right back." Tre left the room.
"When your dad comes back, will you tell him something for me?" He nodded.
'Tell him... I think he's pretty too.' I whispered into his ear.
"Okay." When Tre entered the room, Frankie ran to him.
"Daddy!" Tre picked up his son.
"What is it Frankie?"
"I have to tell you a secwet." Frankie said.
"What's that?" Frankie whispered into Tre's ear and Tre smiled.
"Yep, and it's a good thing I look just like you." Tre said, smiling proudly.
"We're pwetty boys." He said smirking at me.
"I guess you are."
"God Jordan, I'll miss you so much."
"Michael, I'll be back."
"I know, but I love you and I need you. Will you marry me?" I laughed quietly.
"Ha, you're funny."
"I'm serious." I tensed up.
"I don't know Mike, I'm only 17."
"And I'm almost 18... but I know I love you." He pulled out a ring.
"Will you at least wear this?"
"God Michael, it's beautiful."
"Just like you."
"Thank you."
"Think about it and call me."
"I will, I love you."
"I love you too." I kissed him. I pulled away abruptly.
"I love you." I kissed him quickly.
"I love you too." He grabbed onto my hand and looked into my eyes. I smiled and squeezed it reassuringly.
"Bye Michael." I hugged him and walked over to Jason.
"Bye Jase, take care of Joey for me."
"I will."
"And don't give grandma too much of a hard time."
"I'll try."
"I love you little bro."
"I love you big sis." I hugged him and ruffled his hair. He hated it when I did that. I bent down and crouched in front of Joey.
"How wong will you be gone?"
"I don't know, sweetie." I said, pushing a chunk of hair out of his face.
"I wuv you Jordan."
"I love you too, Joseph." He scrunched up his face.
"Bye Joey."
"Bye Jordan." I hugged him and grabbed my suitcase. I started to walk forward.
"Jordan!" I turned around and Joey motioned for me to lean down. I kneeled down so he was taller than I was.
"I'm gonna miss you Jordan." He said kissing me on the cheek.
"I'll miss you too." I said hugging him.
"I love you." He said.
"I love you too, but I promise to call, okay?"
"Okay." He said pouting.
"I'll get you a present." He smiled.
"Bye Joey."
"Bye Jordan." I smiled and stood up. I smiled back at Jason and Michael and walked through security.
"Well it's about fucking time." Jake said.
"Patience." I said grabbing my carry-on and walking onto the plane.
3 ½ Hours Later
"Tre? Where are you Tre?" I said to no one in particular.
"Jordan!"
"Tre!" I ran and jumped into his arms. He hugged me and put me down.
"I missed you."
"I missed you too." He said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
"How've you been?" I asked.
"Good, really good."
"How are your kids?"
"Good, I was happy to see them."
"I bet."
"So, want to see where you guys are staying?"
"Sure." We all got into Tre's car and he drove to a house. It was a big house. Which is really suspicious for a guy who supposedly lived by himself.
"Come on, Jake. Hurry your ass up!" I said grabbing my bag.
"My ass will take its time, thank you." I scoffed and followed Tre into the house.
"Daddy! Daddy!" That's why the house is so effin huge.
"Jordan, this is my son, Frankito."
"I'm Frankie." He said shyly, sticking out his right hand.
"Hi, I'm Jordan." I said kneeling down and shaking his hand.
"You're weally pwetty, just wike daddy said."
"Oh, did he?" I said looking up at Tre, amused. He blushed slightly.
"Yep." Said Frankie, smiling proudly.
'Daddy!' a girl said.
"I'll be right back." Tre left the room.
"When your dad comes back, will you tell him something for me?" He nodded.
'Tell him... I think he's pretty too.' I whispered into his ear.
"Okay." When Tre entered the room, Frankie ran to him.
"Daddy!" Tre picked up his son.
"What is it Frankie?"
"I have to tell you a secwet." Frankie said.
"What's that?" Frankie whispered into Tre's ear and Tre smiled.
"Yep, and it's a good thing I look just like you." Tre said, smiling proudly.
"We're pwetty boys." He said smirking at me.
"I guess you are."
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