My mother made me a promise that she would not judge Jeremiah so I decided to let my mom meet Jeremiah since he would only show up when mom was not home (I didn't want my own mother to see me with a boy, she would think of something which is not true at all).
I was too nervous to let my mom know more about Jeremiah. I was afraid that she won't like him at all but things went the other way around...
Upon entering, my mom welcomed him with the pleasent smile and then side-eyed me giving me a look which looked like she meant "Oh? you're friends with this fine man?" No I'm not delusional, trust me, she's my mother and I know the hidden meaning behind her weird expressions when she meets new people.
Jeremiah took off his shoes and sat on the brown sofa which made him sink into it.
"Tea or Coffee?, Love." My mom said smiling at him like a small child would when they see their favourite toy.

"No aunt, she's enough."

HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT.
I widened my eyes to let Jeremiah know that it wasn't a great idea to flirt at the first meet, but instead he just kept a straight face as if that did NOT happen.
I turned my head to look at my mother's reaction and honestly she did not mind his corny joke
"Ohh? Aren't you little too seductive for my daughter, gentleman?"

"MOM!"

"it's okay, she's the nicest woman I've ever met, I'd like some plain water." he says look at my mother with his flattering eyes.
My mother, ofcourse, rushed into the kitchen to get him a glass of water and that's when I took my chance to give him a piece of his own cake.

"What do you think you were doing, Jerem-"

"hush little girl, your mother can take jokes better than you do, let me do my part, i know the secret."
THE SECRET? the secret to what?
secret to winning ME? the secret to get my mom to trust JEREMIAH FISHER? the man who can pull anyone effortlessly. At that very moment, I was afraid he was gonna brainwash my mother into thinking that he's a boy with a gentle personality and a nature of gentleman. He did have both the qualities, but over the past few months, I realised how much of an attention seeker he is and how he tried to gamble in bars but failed miserably! That would be a turn off to my mother if I mention the word "gamble" nobody wants to date a "gambler".

"I bought you some water with ice, love."

"Wonderful, You are spectacular! You will earn the good deeds for feeding the thirsty man some cold water"

"DROP YOUR ACT" i said interrupting him. No, Sorry, someone had to do that. I couldn't watch Jeremiah acting all cutesy infront of my mother. I got to see a side of him that I had never seen before. Why was he acting like he was going to impress my mother for winning HER.
I grabbed his arms and pulled him out of the couch and led him upstairs and locked the bedroon. Bad decision. But, it was only for the good.

"You are f**king insane, I asked you to let me handle it."

"Language!" I said shrieking.
"Excuse me." He paced the room back anf forth and I stood there in the middle of the room watching him walks laps around the room. It made me anxious. I had never seen him lost in his own head, Jeremiah yelling at me and cursing at me made my heart drop because I've only seen 'sweet, cute, gentle' Jeremiah.

"YOU NEED TO LET ME FU-"
"let me. handle this. Diane." he continues walking even faster across the room. My heart started pounding, it started to make me feel like I was the problem. Why did I even interrupt? I started to regret what I had done and I felt as if I should have let Jeremiah do his role in talking with my mother.
I sat down near the bedframe of the bed on the floor, with both my hands on the head in a curled up postion, sitting upright. I didn't think it would trigger me. I was fighting with anxiety and it felt difficult controlling my emotions. A single tear drop fell down from my cheek and my vision started getting blurry. I could only heat Jeremiah's footsteps and the vehicles and bullockcarts passing by outside my bedroom window. I had made a mess. The dots started connecting, Jeremiah just wanted a good relationship with my mother and I ruined it all. There are other chances, but to someone like Jeremiah, he wanted to make the finest first impression.
Tears continued to roll down my face, Jeremiah was too busy thinking about his next move, or maybe he was planning something in his head to get rid of me forever because I am a burden to him.
I cried silently, no gasping for air, no sound, absolutely nothing. I just stared into nothingness disappointed at myself

"What now?" he stops and looks at me.
"Diance, Are you-"
"No" he says
"Diane."
"hey. hey. hey. no. no." he sits down on the ground and wipes the tears off my face and picks me up from the floor to give me tight hug. I needed that.

"I. I. I have anger issues." still holding onto me tight.
"I'm sorry for scaring you, I didn't think it would affect you so much"

I let go of the hug and wipe the tears off my face. Didn't want him to watch me cry for too long. He'd think im an attention seeker.
I didn't utter a single word to him. I wasn't planning to argue or talk back to him but at the time, if i remained silent he'd think I'm giving him the silently-mad treatment.
"You should leave, I'm sorry"
he shrugged it off "I'll show myself out immediately. Call me if you need anything. I'll talk to your mom before leaving"
It felt good hearing him say that he wanted to mend things with my mom again after I nearly ruined the first meet up. I open the room door and walks out and I could hear his footsteps fading away from the floor.
I knew he'd think i was over-sensitive but I knew I had to tell him that it was something that makes me ME.
And i knew he'd understand that too! I was looking forward to meeting him again to ask him about what he told my mother.

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