Chapter 41

I gave my mom the stink eye, and sat up in bed glaring at her. when Dot came back with coffee, the atmosphere was heavy. She looked at me then my mom, "ok, what's going on?"
I was definitely heading for a fight, I needed to free my mind and show them once and for all, I was not a little kid that needed wrapping in cotton wool.
"good question, I was gonna ask you the same thing?"
Dot looked at me questioning my abrupt outburst, then spoke, "what's with the stink eye and the questions Jon?"
"your asking me, like you have no idea why I'm pissed?"
"well if I'm asking you, its because I don't know"
"well, why not think?"
"whoa there, have I don't something wrong?"
Dot was frowning and trying to figure what it was she had done wrong, maybe I was being unreasonable, but I could not help myself.
"c'mon Dot think, its not like there's so many things going on that could piss me off?"
"now that's a statement that is laughable, with you, there's more things to piss you off than not, so you gonna tell me, or is my whole visit going to revolve around stupid questions and guessing games?"
This time Dot gave me the stink eye.
I was fidgeting in bed, a sure sign when I'm pissed off, if I had been fit I would have been pacing the room, but my body was not strong enough to do that yet.
"so, you know nothing about my dad and Doc McGhee and Manning, and the court house?... no?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
her nonchalant reply stoked the anger inside me further... "Don't you think I should the fuck have been told?"
"Yeah right, when you were fighting for your life, what a good decision..."
The sarcasm was apparent,
"I did not say while I was fighting for my life, but that has been over for months, I've been in rehab for four months for god sake, Dot, when the fuck were you gonna tell me?, or were you not going to like my over protective ma eh?"
This time, dot paced the room, then looked me straight in the eye and moved in close as she spoke,
"Question for you darling husband?" Her tone was menacing, and I kinda shirked back against the pillows, I knew I had gone to far...
"While you were on tour, and Doc and Manning were pumping your body full of drugs, when did you ever give a moments thought to me, at home? eh?, Ill tell you when Jon, fucking NEVER, that's why your life has been hanging by a thread, that's why me, Richie, your mom, pop have been to hell and back on this roller coaster of your rock lifestyle, and you ask a lame fucking question as to when and if I was gonna tell you about Doc and Manning? grow some balls jon., man up...oh and by the way, Our one night of passion when I stayed over here, well I'm three months pregnant..."