A Different Kind of Reputation

With thirty minutes and school work separating Talia and Jason apart from each other, they have to figure out ways to be the best they can be for their baby. From being the school bad boy back in high school, to being the football star daddy in college, Jason has to figure out ways to fit back in with the crowd and keep his reputation as a father. From being the school nerd to the scholar mommy, Natalia has to figure out ways to let loose and have fun while keeping her reputation as a mother. Find out what goes on in this crazy life of Jason and Natalia in the second book, A Different Kind of Reputation.


37. Chapter Thirty Seven

Natalia's POV

I dragged my feet across the tiled floor and listened as my slippers scraped the white tiles. I scratched the top of my head and took the hair tie that held my hair in a bun and put my hair into a ponytail. The same middle length ponytail I would do back in high school. I pushed my glasses up my nose and readjusted my tank top.

"What's going on?" I stopped mid walk as Jason and Tommy came into view, Tommy holding a football and Jason trying to chase after him.

"We're having a bit of fun," Jason replied putting his hands on his hips.

"Did you two eat yet? I think Addison went out to get some bagels or something."

"Not yet, no. But once he comes back we will. Maybe little man can have some soggy cereal or something?"

"Soggy cereal? He eats baby food still, babe." I sat on the couch and watched as the boys continued their little game of football. Tommy ran over to me and put his small hands on my knees and hauled himself up to my lap.

"Having fun, baby?" He put his hands in my hair and swung my blonde locks around, probably making tons of knots. He nodded and grabbed my necklace. The necklace Jason gave me for the Christmas before Tommy was born.

"I'm sorry," Jason whispered, sitting besides me on the couch. I nodded and swung Tommy's arms around as he sat on my lap hysterical laughing.

"Don't worry, I got everything! Don't get up!" Addison yelled, slamming the front door closed.

"That's my best friend for you. So smart yet so lazy." I stood up quickly, handed Jason the baby and ran to the front door. Standing in the foyer was my best friend with her bags on the floor and her brown hair in a messy bun on top of her head and her glasses covering half her face.

"I missed you so much," I smiled, hugging Amber with everything I had in me. She laughed as we swayed back and forth.

"Little reunion here, eh?" I let go of Amber and walked to Nick. "Now, don't be putting your arms around me. I've gotten beat up enough times by your boyfriend to know not to touch you."

"Come here," I laughed, pulling Nick into a hug. He laughed and hugged me back, putting both his arms around my waist.

"You know, now that I'm seeing this, I might have to fight you, Talia." I laughed and hugged Christina.

"Can I see that, actually?" I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"You can take the douche away from the boy but you can never take the boy away from the douche," Christina nodded and smiled.

"This house is amazing," she whispered.

"You haven't been here?" Amber asked, holding onto Tommy, now since Jason stood up to get himself breakfast. Christina shook her head.

"Alright, well, Addison brought home bagels and we have some juice and coffee and mimosas. Adelaide is still asleep and ready to pop, so, lets go eat."

"Can I feed Tommy?" Nick asked.

I laughed, "you're hilarious. But since you've actually been responsible with him, I guess so. But don't make me regret my decision."

"Yes, ma'am,"

"So, how about we go to the club tonight? Jase, you can get us in, right?"

"I don't know, T. Who's gonna stay here with Tom and Ade?" Jason asked.

"I can. You guys never go out and have fun. I'll stay here with Tom and Ade and pick you up when you're ready to come back," Addison chimed in.

"But Talia doesn't have any dresses to wear," Jason argued.

"Amber does!" Amber exclaimed, raising her hand in the air.

"I guess we're going clubbing tonight," I smiled, pulling on my ponytail. Jason nodded and walked out of the kitchen, leaving us all confused. Although Jason got up this morning and was actually himself, there's still a little bit of him that isn't there. It's like he's holding himself back from the world, as if he's afraid. And I don't know why. We never keep secrets, we only ever tell each other things and this is new to me. He hasn't kept something from me in almost a year. He hasn't kept his feelings from me ever.

I opened the balcony doors in the bedroom and sighed as Jason stood with his hands holding the banister and his head down. There was no mistaking the tenseness he had by the way his muscles looked.

"What's going on, Jase?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his waist. I pressed my cheek to his back and sighed as Deja vu came creeping in. The last time this happened, Carly was here.

"Jason, I told you this before, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on." He moved my hands off his waist and moved to the side to get away from the position. I shook my head and put my hand on his chest, making him stop. Even though my hand didn't do much, he still stopped in his tracks. "Don't do this, Jase." I whispered.

"Do what?"

"Shut me out. Come on, talk to me. You've been this way since Bria got into the accident and I need to know why." Jason shook his head and leaned against the side of the house.

"She's the closest thing I have to a sister. And if I lose her... I don't know what would happen. After Valerie died, I promise my mom and my aunt there would be no more deaths. Ever. Until they both get to see us all off on our own and married and with kids and a stable job. My mom died and now Bria is on her death bed. If she dies, I not only failed myself but I failed my mom and aunt. I can't jinx myself,"

"Are you blaming yourself for what happened?" He looked down and crossed his arms over his chest. "Jase, what happened to your sister was not your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. And what happens to Bria was some guys fault who was stupid enough to text and drive while drunk. You can't blame yourself for what happened to both Bria and your sister. I won't allow it,"

"Did you feel this way when your dad died?" He asked, looking up at me.

"Of course I did. I told myself every day for almost two years that if I wasn't born, he wouldn't have gotten the job for the fire company. I tell myself that if I didn't want all the things I had when I was little, he wouldn't have had to work there. Everything that happened to him, I blamed on me. Especially when my parents fought. I believed it was my fault, when in reality, it was nobody's fault because nobody predicted anything like that could happen."

"How'd you get over that?" He asked.

"I didn't," I whispered. "But I ended up talking to my family about it and I became more and more happy with the thought of him being able to see me every single day, even when I didn't want him to. I got to know he was with me everywhere I went and he was sitting on my shoulder guiding me. Just like Valerie is for you."

"Do you think she'll die?"

"Bria? Hell no. She still has so much more of her life left. So much that she wants to do, that she'll fight for her life. Look, I know this is hard on you but it's hard on all of us, too. We're all close to Bria, some more than others. But we need to continue on with our lives. If she was with us right now, she would smack you upside the head for being this way. Come on, I'm letting you drink, smoke, whatever the hell you want to to, besides cheat. If I was you, I'd jump on that instantly."

"I don't want to do any of that. I don't want to go back to that place I was in,"

"That's fine, I respect that. Doesn't mean I won't drink. You might have to save me a couple times on the dance floor at the club," I smiled. He laughed and nodded.


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