I am your father!!!!!

I'm very sorry for the multiple mistakes and run-ons and little sense this is go the most horrible crazy unexpected thing happened to me last Thursday. I would go straight to the point but with all great stories u have to start from the beginning. So on Wendsday I had tried to call Jessie but he never answer so I ended up calling one of my friends and we spent like 3 and a half ours talking about the last 3 guys she met and we made fun of every single one of them until we laughed so hard i was literally blue in the face which stayed this way for about 45 minutes before i started slapping it and turned it purple. if you learned anything by this very odd experience its that if your face is blue hitting it multiple times will not help. Also it makes your cheeks feel way worse than they already did. Well my mom had gone out with Roger or Ralph or whoever that night and she still hadn't come home when i went to sleep at 12 o clock so I ended up dreaming about all the disturbing stuff she could be doing and yeah ewww. So when I woke up that morning, surprisingly late at like 1 or 2, And I found my mom asleep and surely hungover so decided that I was going to have to take the bus which I hate and have sucked at. I once found myself in the middle of the next town over when i was trying to get to my dads house months ago. So yeah I get on the bus to take the 20 minute ride to Pasta's office and unfortunately its like completely filled up so i had stand and i mean honestly that's not fun but after like 5 minutes this chick got off and the guy who was sitting with her was like 'hey' and since he was behind me i had no clue who he was talking to until he said it again and i turned around wondering who he was talking too and realized it was me then he said 'this space is free if you want to sit.' So if this was some middle aged guy I probably would have denied the offer but he looked like he was around my age and was pretty hot so I decided why not and sat down. So yeah he made a joke about one of the hobo's that lives outside of the music store down the street from my house and I laughed and yada yada yada so we talked until i got to my stop and i told him i had to get off and he made a sad face and asked for my email so i gave it to him while standing by the way making the bus driver glare and make throat clearing noises. So I tried to get off but before i could he called asking me what my name was which its kinda sad that that subject never came up and i yelled it back and he told me his name was Ryliey and I smiled and he smiled and the bus driver went 'GRRRRRRRR' and practically kicked me off the bus and i was forced to be super happy and grinny while being with Pasta so he asked all these questions that i refused to answer. So Pasta is in the middle of telling me this long psycho mumbo jumbo while i lay on his psychologist lying chair that he says his mom bought him when he graduated what ever school psychologist go to and i've been begging him to lay on since the first day. Yes i know that should be in parenthesis but i already apoligized so deal. So he's talking when someone knocks on the door. So Pasta says come in and Jessie walks in. I bolt up straight like WTH? And Pasta goes 'oh this is my son' And im like 'Jessie?' And Pasta's like 'You know my son?' And Jessie's staring at me like i just grew a seperate head and says 'this is the girl you were talking about?' So that just sets me off and I run out of the room down the hall and out of the building making the secretary screw up her lipstick in the proccess. So I'm running to the bus which luckly arived like 2 minutes after i got there and get on the bus when i see ryliey in the back with a large grocery bag beside him looking completly bored listening to an IPOD. So i sit beside him and he doesnt notice for a while which i dont mind because it gave me time to think. I mean now Jessie know I go to therapy and probably thinks im a psycho freak cause who know how much his dad has told him about me and now he'll probably never talk to me again which shouldnt bother me so much because he was always really busy any way but still. And while i'm thinking that exact thing Ryliey turns to me and smiled and i completly forget my problem and ask him what he was listening to and we start listening to it together while he tells me about how he has to get groceries for his grandmother every week and since he can't drive yet so he's stuck on the bus. And he told me about how he lives with her and his parents who live in chicago cause the run some busness together but he didn't want to leave because his life is here and he didnt feel like starting over so. So I rode around the town talking to him until like 9 when i had to go home and we've been IMing each other all weekend when i told him about Pasta. So today while i should be at Pasta's office im here typing this because there was no way i was going to be able talk to him knowing that Jessie was his son.