Can't Let Go
(16)
Michael's POV:
We have been recording for about an hour.
"Michael, you have visitor."
"Thanks, Steph." I look at the guys and they shrug. I see Jasmine in tears. "Jazz! What happened?" If that Chris creep did anything he won't live to talk about it.
"Dad and Alex are getting married."
"Is that so bad?"
"I barely know the girl and she's 15 years older than me. She's almost 35, dad is 50. It's wrong and gross!"
"I'm 23, nearing 24, you're almost 20. Is that wrong?"
"No, we're young and close in age. Really close in age." I want to help her, but she is kind of overreacting here.
"It's not that bad. You'll learn to like Alex soon."
"She's not my mom! No one ever will be!" That's what this is about.
"No one said she is, or that she had to be."
"She did. I don't have to call her mom right now, but she called me daughter right before I left."
"That's not so terrible."
"She's not my mother! She never will be!" Jasmine is fuming.
"She will be your stepmother. Jazz, I'm on your side, but you have to try and get to know her. How often have you met?"
"When they first started dating, a few times in between, and today."
"Set up a meeting with her. Spend the day together. It'll be like friends hanging out."
"Yeah cause we're almost the same age."
"Not even close my love. Now go." I kiss her and she leaves.
"What was that about?" Zach asks when I go back in.
"Her dad is marrying his girlfriend."
"Oh boy."
"What Cam?"
"She's gonna be in a mood for a while."
"I told her to hang out with Alex."
"That's a good idea."
"Thank you, Zach. Now let's finish this song up." I'll call her later and see how everything is going with her.
*Jasmine's POV*
"Alex, it's Jasmine."
"How are you? Do you want me to get your dad?"
"No, that's okay. I actually wanted to talk to you."
"Oh. Okay." She is shocked. I can't believe I am doing what Mikey told me to.
"I realized I don't know you. Do you want to hang out sometime?"
"That would make me so happy, Jasmine. How about Friday?"
"I'll meet you at the pier at 11." I hang up before she can say anything. I am so not looking forward to this, but it'll make Mikey happy and maybe we would "bond" or whatever stepparents did with their stepchildren. Mikey calls me that afternoon.
"How'd it go, baby gurl?"
"She and I are meeting at 11 on Friday. At the pier."
"That's great. I know things will turn out great for you two."
"You don't know that, Mikey." He can't know.
"You don't know it will end badly."
"Touche." He has me there.
"We have tomorrow to hang out. It is your day to do whatever you want." He is the best.
"I want to hang with my best friends and my fiance."
"Then that is what we will do."
"You're the best, Michael Allen Martinez."
"As are you, Jasmine Kay Fowler."
"I know."
"Watch it, Jazz."
"You can't make me. You aren't even here right now."
"Really? Open the door." Is he serious? I opened the door and hang up. I hug him tight.
"Mikey!"
"Hey, baby gurl." I love having him back in my life. You never realize how much you miss something until you can't get enough of it when you have it back.
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We have been recording for about an hour.
"Michael, you have visitor."
"Thanks, Steph." I look at the guys and they shrug. I see Jasmine in tears. "Jazz! What happened?" If that Chris creep did anything he won't live to talk about it.
"Dad and Alex are getting married."
"Is that so bad?"
"I barely know the girl and she's 15 years older than me. She's almost 35, dad is 50. It's wrong and gross!"
"I'm 23, nearing 24, you're almost 20. Is that wrong?"
"No, we're young and close in age. Really close in age." I want to help her, but she is kind of overreacting here.
"It's not that bad. You'll learn to like Alex soon."
"She's not my mom! No one ever will be!" That's what this is about.
"No one said she is, or that she had to be."
"She did. I don't have to call her mom right now, but she called me daughter right before I left."
"That's not so terrible."
"She's not my mother! She never will be!" Jasmine is fuming.
"She will be your stepmother. Jazz, I'm on your side, but you have to try and get to know her. How often have you met?"
"When they first started dating, a few times in between, and today."
"Set up a meeting with her. Spend the day together. It'll be like friends hanging out."
"Yeah cause we're almost the same age."
"Not even close my love. Now go." I kiss her and she leaves.
"What was that about?" Zach asks when I go back in.
"Her dad is marrying his girlfriend."
"Oh boy."
"What Cam?"
"She's gonna be in a mood for a while."
"I told her to hang out with Alex."
"That's a good idea."
"Thank you, Zach. Now let's finish this song up." I'll call her later and see how everything is going with her.
*Jasmine's POV*
"Alex, it's Jasmine."
"How are you? Do you want me to get your dad?"
"No, that's okay. I actually wanted to talk to you."
"Oh. Okay." She is shocked. I can't believe I am doing what Mikey told me to.
"I realized I don't know you. Do you want to hang out sometime?"
"That would make me so happy, Jasmine. How about Friday?"
"I'll meet you at the pier at 11." I hang up before she can say anything. I am so not looking forward to this, but it'll make Mikey happy and maybe we would "bond" or whatever stepparents did with their stepchildren. Mikey calls me that afternoon.
"How'd it go, baby gurl?"
"She and I are meeting at 11 on Friday. At the pier."
"That's great. I know things will turn out great for you two."
"You don't know that, Mikey." He can't know.
"You don't know it will end badly."
"Touche." He has me there.
"We have tomorrow to hang out. It is your day to do whatever you want." He is the best.
"I want to hang with my best friends and my fiance."
"Then that is what we will do."
"You're the best, Michael Allen Martinez."
"As are you, Jasmine Kay Fowler."
"I know."
"Watch it, Jazz."
"You can't make me. You aren't even here right now."
"Really? Open the door." Is he serious? I opened the door and hang up. I hug him tight.
"Mikey!"
"Hey, baby gurl." I love having him back in my life. You never realize how much you miss something until you can't get enough of it when you have it back.
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