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.

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30. Chapter Thirty

Natalia's POV

I laid my hand flat on my head as I listened to Sally speak to me. Jason sat next to me with his hand on my knee and his other hand in his mouth, biting his nails and probably dead skin.

"Dresses are a big thing, you know? Your bridesmaid's dresses and your dress. We should start looking for some now, so we have an idea in mind of what you want and what your bridesmaids want."

"I never gave it thought," I replied.

"Okay, how about bridesmaids? Who are they?"

"Easy, Christina, Poppy, Adelaide and Bria,"

"And maid-of-honor?"

"Amber,"

"How about you Jason? Groomsmen?"

"Uh, Jackson and Nick."

"You can't just have two boys and four girls. Add in Harrison, Edward and Addison." Jason nodded and looked at the white fabricated book displayed across the table. I looked around the room, waiting, no, hoping for Tommy to start crying so I can just leave this table for five minutes. Jason and I have sat here for hours just looking at the color schemes, flowers, dresses, venues, wedding rings, reception halls. And I think my eyes are going to fall out of my head if she shows me one more bouquet of flowers for me to hold.

"Is that the baby?" Jason asked.

"I think it is. I will be right back," I said, shooting up from the table.

"I'll come with, just to make sure everything is okay. You know, he doesn't usually cry after waking up." I nodded and dismissed Jason and I from the table.

"Are you eyes going to fall out of your head too?" I asked.

"You have no idea. I think I need a puff just to clear my damn mind,"

"I'll be right there with you. I can't stand this wedding stuff, Jase. Can't we, I don't know, live a little? Enjoy our time engaged? I mean, I'm not even nineteen yet. I don't want to be married before I'm twenty."

"You try telling her that. She's literally my mom's sister so whatever she would do, my mom would do too."

"Okay, but I'm not ready to be married yet. Yeah, looking at wedding dresses as we pass by a store, maybe. But not making appointments for a wedding that we didn't even plan a date for." Jason looked to me. "We didn't plan a date, right?"

"She's obsessed, T. She already has the date marked down on the calendar."

"What date?"

"Two years from now."

"Two years?! I won't even be out of college yet. Hell, I won't even be out of pre-med!" Jason put Tommy on the changing table and grabbed a diaper from the bin we have.

"So what? If you haven't noticed, we're working backwards. I mean, we already have a kid, after that we got engaged and now we're getting married. Who cares how young we are? You even said it yourself, you want to show people who you really are."

"I don't know, Jase."

"Talia, tell me now before we go with any other plans. Are you having second thoughts?"

"No, of course not. It's just... I don't know if I'm ready,"

"No Kourtney and Scott, right? I'm keeping my deal I had with you, T. I'm not letting that happen to us."

"Let's hope you don't become an alcoholic."

"It's bad enough I'm in a freaking support group. I don't need to become that either," I sighed as Jason placed Tommy back on the floor and watched as he crawled around the hardwood, making loud noises with his hands as they smashed against the ground.

"Are we making a mistake here, Jason?" I finally asked.

"A mistake? In what? Waiting?"

"No, I mean this, us. This whole relationship,"

"Whoa, where is this coming from?" He asked, putting his arms up.

"Last week when you called me up pissed because of Tyler."

"I'm your boyfriend, Talia. I should've been more pissed than I came off as. Most boyfriends would beat the shit out of the guy,"

"Jason, I think we need to put all our cards down on the table. No secrets. No lies."

"You don't trust me?"

"No... I, Jason, I don't trust myself."

Jason and I sat across from each other in the kitchen, no baby, no family, no distractions. We both started off with something easy, something we both know about but then I slipped.

"I'm gonna kill him," Jason said, making his hand into a fist and the releasing it over and over again.

"No, you won't."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because he's my friend, Jason,"

"Friends don't kiss other friends, Natalia! Friends don't do that! You don't see me going around to all my friends that are girls and kissing them!"

"I pushed him away, Jase."

"Cause that makes me feel better. His hands were on you and his mouth... Jesus, no. I'm killing him," he stood up abruptly, only to have me stand up with him.

"Jason, sit down, now. I bailed you out of jail once and I am not doing it again for murder. I don't care if it's a figure of speech because with you, nothing is speech related. So, if you want me, sit your ass down in the chair and we will talk this out like normal couples do."

"You pushed him away?" He asked, sitting back down in his chair.

"The only person I will voluntarily kiss is you, if you're good."

"So, he forced himself on you?"

"Jason, stop."

"Okay. How about... when Sophia was blabbing everything about you and she talked about how you were with Nick and Jack, what did she mean?"

"Jason,"

"Cards on the table right?"

"My past is my past. I wasn't an angel back then, especially before my dad died,"

"I just want to know."

"It was exactly how it sounded. I was with them,"

"What does that mean? Like... physical?"

"You can say that, yeah. Didn't get far though. Obviously Jackson and I did, but Nick and I, he cheated on me before I could even tell him how I felt,"

"And how about Jackson?"

"Well, I was pure when I met you but other things were not,"

"So all this time I've been kissing you, your mouth was once... gross," I nodded. "Seriously? With Jackson?"

"I know. Gives me chills whenever I think about it."

"You think about it!?"

"Okay, how about you?" I asked, changing the subject.

"You know everything about me. I was with girls when I met you and before I met you."

"Yeah? But what about during?"

"During what?"

"Us. What about when we were Jason and Talia?"

"Well, um-"

"You did, didn't you?"

"This is why I don't like the whole cards on the table thing."

"When did you know we were serious?"

"When you took me to your dad's grave," I nodded. "Can we just go back to looking at this wedding book? That was better than this."

"Why?"

"This makes me... well, depressed."

"I feel you, grab that book. I got dresses to look for. For my wedding that is in two years apparently."

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