I was all giddy and nervous. I'm not sure if I'd go for a nice restaurant because normally the food is overpriced and tastes like nothing and the complementary water tastes like dirt.
At the table, I sat in between Indra and Brian. Mom and Indra were on the outside of the table.
Indra and I held hands beneath the table. He was a bit nervous too. But, I'm here for him. Our hands bounced as Indra tapped his leg.
The restaurant was dimly lit and had small fake candles on the middle of the table.
I looked at my parents. Mom looks like she's here to enjoy this dinner, ask her questions and determine if Indra is worthy of her son. But Brian, he looks like he's stewing, cooking something up.
My professional opinion tells me Indra won't make it through this dinner in one piece.
Mom was looking at her menu, Brian folded his hands on the table and stared ahead intently, and Indra turned his head to avoid Brian's eyes. Who's gonna start a conversation?
I want it to be Brian because I want to know what he'll say.
"Ooh, this scampi looks good." Mom stated.
I looked at Brian, he looked at me, then I pointed to Indra with my eye. Brian hunched his shoulders and turned his head to Indra.
"So Indra," Indra flinched and looked at Brian. Oh god, what's he gonna say? Why did I sic him on my boyfriend? Abort! Abort!
"Luc told us you went back home to Romania. What did you do there?" He asked.
Indra tilted his head, "what do you mean?"
"Were you with family? Aunts? Uncles? Siblings?" Brian asked. Does Indra have family remaining? I never asked.
"No," Indra shook his head. "There's no family."
"Aw. What happened to them?" Mom joined the conversation.
"My parents didn't have any siblings, and I was the only child." Indra explained.
"Oh, I see." Mom said. Of course, she seemed to take pity on him. Brian, on the other hand, just moved on to his next question.
"Do you plan on abandoning Luc again anytime soon?" He asked.
"No." Indra answered as soon as Brian finished his sentence.
"We know Luc is-" Brian started and looked at me. I smiled at him. "Accident-prone. If he ended up in the hospital again would you stay with him or leave him?"
"Brian." Mom called scoldingly.
"How can you promise that?"
"Well, I mean, he came for dinner." I cut in.
"This is something entirely different, Luc." Brian said.
Indra looked to the side in thought. "I don't like leaving Luc's side. So I'd stay with him."
"Aw." I cooed with heart-eyes.
"Don't get suckered in, Luc." Brian scolded me.
"Aw." I pouted.
"You want actions rather than my words..." Indra started. "But with all due respect, I can't do much at this dinner table. Dr. Benson."
"Hm," Brian hummed. He nodded his head in acceptance. "Okay."
Brian then held up a finger and opened his mouth to speak.
"Brian, relax and look at your menu." Mom ordered. Brian stood down and did what she said.
I snickered and playfully nudged my shoulder into Indra's arm.
I let go of his hand and looked at my menu. Think I'll just go with the pasta. Pasta is always a safe bet.
I leaned over to Indra. "What are you getting?"
"I think I'll just get a salad." He said simply. Again, watch him start picking off my plate.
I leaned back and closed my menu. Once Indra put his menu down Mom asked him questions.
"What do you want to do after you graduate highschool?"
"Study. Culinary school." Indra answered. He does have the talent for it.
Mom nodded, fascinated.
Indra took a sip of water. I wonder what else they're going to ask him.
When our dinner came I immediately twirled pasta around my fork then put it on the edge of my plate.
"Thank you for the food." Indra said.
"You're welcome." Mom replied.
We ate. Brian asked a question.
"So will you go to college here in America or Europe?"
"Here. I'd like to stay close by." Indra answered.
"What if you two had to move to different states?" Brian questioned. Is Brian really that worried about me being abandoned or alone?
"We could always FaceChat." Indra said. None of us corrected him.
"We'll work that out when the time comes." I said.
Indra nodded. Brian just went back to his food. Indra looked over to my plate, at the pasta I put off to the side. "Are you going to eat that?" He whispered.
"It's there for you." I whispered backed. Indra smiled and took the pasta.
When we finish our dinner I wonder if the real questions will start.
I wondered correctly. Once Brian and Mom finished their dinner they waited for Indra and I to finish ours then began asking questions.
"Now Indra," Mom started. "You are aware of Luc's past, correct?"
"Yes..." Indra drawled. I hunkered down in my seat.
"So you guys are in a relationship, where exactly do you want to take it? Are you expecting anything from him?"
"Well, Luc told me that he wouldn't, you know, with me. So I'm not expecting anything from him." Indra answered.
"Good. So you guys are communicating." She said.
"Yes." We said.
"Are you able to offer Luc support when he's having an episode?" Mom asked.
Pfft. I don't have episodes. Episodes have me!
"If one of his favorite characters died, then yes." Indra answered, very uncertain.
"No." We all said.
"Episode means that he's spiraling out of control. Say, he went of his meds and hurt himself. How could you help him?" Mom asked.
"Are you sure we need to ask this?" I asked.
"He needs to know what to do." Brian answered me.
"But I'm not going to go off my meds."
"I'd try to get him to start taking them again." Indra responded. "And if he's hurt himself again I'd take him to the hospital."
I shot up, "interrogation over! Next question!"
Mom looked at me sternly. I sat back in my seat.
I guess Indra passed their test; the two looked pleased. Indra soon excused himself to go to the bathroom.
"Hey Luc?" Mom called. I looked at her. "Why do you love Indra?"
"Why?" I repeated.
"He makes me feel that I'm worth something. I used to be told that I wasn't worth anything and I sort of believed it. Then Indra sacrificed his time to come see me whenever I was upset. And not long after that he told me he loved me. I was happy to say the same." I answered. I didn't know if Indra could hear me or not and I didn't care. Maybe he should know.
Mom looked a bit fascinated by my story.
"Can we go when Indra comes back?" I mean, we're done eating. Why just sit here?
"Sure. We'll grab the check." Mom said. While they were doing that I left to find Indra. He was coming out of the bathroom.
"Come on!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the restaurant.
"That wasn't so bad was it?" I asked.
"Nope." Indra answered.
I held his hand for balance as I walked on the curb.
Indra chuckled. "Don't walk on the curb."
"But it's fun!" I said with a laugh.
Indra smiled. I yelped when he pulled my arm and spun me around to hug me to his chest. He hugged me tightly.
I laughed. I can't see at all. I felt his lips on the top of my head.
"Did we abandon your parents?" He asked.
"Yup. But they'll come out eventually." I responded.
"Okay." Ah man. I could stay like this forever.
Indra kissed the top of my head and spoke to me. "You sweet, adorable, precious little thing."
"Mwah!" He planted a big kiss on me.
I put my chin on his chest and looked up at him. He kissed me on the forehead, then my nose, then my lips.
"Watchu doin?" I asked. Not that I'm complaining.
"Giving you attention." Indra answered.
"Nah not like that." I started. "I'm fuckin' TinkerBell. Clap for me, bitch."
Indra and I started laughing, "I have no idea what that means."
"Indra." Mom's voice called. "Where's Luc?"
Indra turned around with me in his arms. I turned my head and laughed.
"Let's go to the car." Brian said. I let go of Indra and stood by his side.
"We're ready!" I smiled.
As we walked in the parking lot I started whispering to Indra. "Is there anyone around?"
"No." Indra whispered back.
"Ooh. Do you know from using your super hearing? Or your super smell?" I asked eagerly.
"No...I'm using my eyes." Indra said.
"Don't worry everyone will be fine." He assured me.
We got to the car no problem. I sighed with relief.
When we got to the house we all piled out of the car.
"Luc go inside with your Mom. I want to talk to Indra." Brian said.
"Okay." I drawled.
I then looked at Brian sternly and pointed at him, warning him not to be mean.
I went inside with Mom.
"That was a nice dinner, don't you think?" She asked.
"Yeah." I muttered.
I waited for Brian by the door. After a few minutes he came in.
"Were you mean to him?" I asked instantly.
"No." He walked around me. "He's still out there. I'm sure you'd like to say goodnight."
I rushed out the door and ran to Indra. He stood by his car.
"Hey." I said. I stood by him and took his hand. "Was he mean to you?" I asked.
Indra chuckled. "No."
"So what did you guys talk about?" I asked.
"Nothing bad." Indra said.
I huffed. He's not going to tell me.
"Alright well, goodnight." I said. I hugged him. "Goodnight, Luc." He hugged me back.
Once we let go I went back into the house and ran up to my room.
From the window I watched Indra's car pull out of the driveway.
"Oof!" I exclaimed after throwing off all my clothes. I sat on my bed and put on my pajamas.
After a few hours of sleeping I was woken up. I opened my eye to a sour-faced Alexandria holding her stuffed dog protectively.
"What happened?" I asked the crying child.
"I had a bad dream." She whimpered.
I sat up. "Can I sleep in here with you?"
"Yes." I rubbed the sleep out of my face and she climbed into my bed and laid down against my hip. I put my hand on her back securely.
I just laid back against the headboard and fell asleep there.
Once again I was woken up. I woke up to my bed sinking on my right side. I opened my eye.
"What are you doing here?!" I questioned, hushed. Indra stared at me with soft fascination. "Alexandria's here." She still laid against my hip and held her dog with her butt up in the air.
"She won't wake up." He said.
"What are you doing here?" I asked again.
Indra scooted closer to me.
"I wanted to kiss you."
"You did kiss me."
"I wanted a proper kiss."
I was a little confused, but went with it.
Indra dove forward and kissed me. Softly and passionate.
It lasted for a good while.
When we broke our kiss we kept our lips together and put our foreheads together.
He rubbed his lips against mine slowly.
"I want more." He said.
"No- Not like that. Kisses. A kiss. I want a long kiss." He said. Is he alright?
I kissed him. A long kiss. A long, deep, passionate kiss.
Once we parted our lips we kept our foreheads together.
"What brought all this on?" I asked.
Indra shook his head slowly.
"I was feeling lonely."
I put my free arm around his neck.
"Does that happen often?"
Indra only nodded. I whimpered sympathetically. I looked over at Alexandria.
If I move her over then move too, Indra will have enough room to lay beside me.
I gently pushed Alexandria over and scooted over to her.
"Come on." I said to Indra. He turned around and laid down against my shoulder. I put my arm around him and put my other arm on Alexandria.
"Thank you, Luc." Indra whispered. I kissed his forehead in response. I closed my eye and went back to sleep.
On Monday in first block I slid over to Indra and leaned close to his face.
"So you know how you said you met Hitler?" I whispered. Indra nodded.
"What were you doing then?" I asked. "Were you a soldier? Did you make a mistake or something and he shot you?" I asked.
"I did something much, much worse."