didn’t disappoint as she ran into my embrace enveloping herself into me.
We stood there for a minute when I heard a cough from behind us we both looked at Mrs. Rose who was looking directly behind us. I let go of Penelope as we both slowly turned towards the front of us where her parents stood.
Her father looked like an Italian movie star good looking and powerful in his suit well her mother was a tall thin women with blonde hair cascading down her back her body looked young but her crinkles in her face gave away her age. Penelope’s dad looked pissed and her mom well looked confused.
Penelope held my hand pulling me forward, “Dad and mom this is my friend Matt the one going on the trip with me and my other two friends.”
They didn’t say anything so I took initiative holding my hand out, “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Davis it is very nice to finally meet you.”
Her dad shook my hand tightly but I held back a grimace as her mom held out her hand, “Charmed to meet you matt we were about to sit down and have tea would you be willing to join us so we can all talk about this trip.”
I was about to answer when Penelope shook her head, “No mother I told you it was none of your business it is my money to do what I want and I am 18 years old.”
Her mom waved her hand in the air as to brush Penelope off, “Nonsense your my daughter I must know what is going on come on now you two,” she walked forward with her husband as I looked at Penelope who didn’t move.
I gave her hand a squeeze and a smile letting her know it will be okay but she looked anything but okay.
How hard could it be…
I was wrong this was the worst conversation that I have ever had even surpassing my own family conversations to boot. Penelope’s dad said nothing at all to us but played on his phone or palm reader the whole time and Penelope’s mother was a piece of work.
All she did was fire question after question at us about whom was going on the trip and then the major questions started as she gave both me and Penelope a pointed look.
“So Matt who are you exactly to Penelope?” she asked with a sly smile that I found disgusting.
I smiled the best I could, “What do you mean like am I her boyfriend?”
I didn’t expect the way her mother’s face lit up in amusement as she barked out a laugh, “No honey I would never think someone like you would be with someone like my daughter,” she stated giving Penelope a repulsed look which had Penelope looking down at her cup her face turning red.
This got me angry as I looked at her mother sitting straighter, “What do you mean? What is wrong with Penelope?”
Her mother sat back on her chair raising her eyebrow as she held my stare than looked back at Penelope standing up and putting her hands on her shoulders. Penelope stiffened under her touch but raised her face as if she was making herself ready for something and that’s when her mom spoke.
He mom raised her hands a little off of Penelope’s shoulders, “What’s wrong with Penelope you asked well let’s see first we will start with her greasy dull brown hair, and let’s see her fat jiggle arms, he fat stubby legs, and well let’s be honest my Penelope is a big girl as you can tell,” her mother just stood there laughing as if she was funny and I was plain shocked.
I felt my face turn red and my blood ran hot as I looked at the woman who was looking at her own daughter like she was nothing. Penelope looked embarrassed as I witnessed her eyes squeeze trying to stop her tears.
I couldn’t stand it I stood up walking towards Penelope and pulling her off the chair into my arms lifting her face to meet mine. I gave her a quick kiss leaning into her, “You are beautiful my love don’t listen to that woman who is trying to regain youth that has left her a long time ago,” I heard her mother scoff as she glared at me about to speak but I raised my hand stopping her, “You Mrs. Davis are not fit to be
We stood there for a minute when I heard a cough from behind us we both looked at Mrs. Rose who was looking directly behind us. I let go of Penelope as we both slowly turned towards the front of us where her parents stood.
Her father looked like an Italian movie star good looking and powerful in his suit well her mother was a tall thin women with blonde hair cascading down her back her body looked young but her crinkles in her face gave away her age. Penelope’s dad looked pissed and her mom well looked confused.
Penelope held my hand pulling me forward, “Dad and mom this is my friend Matt the one going on the trip with me and my other two friends.”
They didn’t say anything so I took initiative holding my hand out, “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Davis it is very nice to finally meet you.”
Her dad shook my hand tightly but I held back a grimace as her mom held out her hand, “Charmed to meet you matt we were about to sit down and have tea would you be willing to join us so we can all talk about this trip.”
I was about to answer when Penelope shook her head, “No mother I told you it was none of your business it is my money to do what I want and I am 18 years old.”
Her mom waved her hand in the air as to brush Penelope off, “Nonsense your my daughter I must know what is going on come on now you two,” she walked forward with her husband as I looked at Penelope who didn’t move.
I gave her hand a squeeze and a smile letting her know it will be okay but she looked anything but okay.
How hard could it be…
I was wrong this was the worst conversation that I have ever had even surpassing my own family conversations to boot. Penelope’s dad said nothing at all to us but played on his phone or palm reader the whole time and Penelope’s mother was a piece of work.
All she did was fire question after question at us about whom was going on the trip and then the major questions started as she gave both me and Penelope a pointed look.
“So Matt who are you exactly to Penelope?” she asked with a sly smile that I found disgusting.
I smiled the best I could, “What do you mean like am I her boyfriend?”
I didn’t expect the way her mother’s face lit up in amusement as she barked out a laugh, “No honey I would never think someone like you would be with someone like my daughter,” she stated giving Penelope a repulsed look which had Penelope looking down at her cup her face turning red.
This got me angry as I looked at her mother sitting straighter, “What do you mean? What is wrong with Penelope?”
Her mother sat back on her chair raising her eyebrow as she held my stare than looked back at Penelope standing up and putting her hands on her shoulders. Penelope stiffened under her touch but raised her face as if she was making herself ready for something and that’s when her mom spoke.
He mom raised her hands a little off of Penelope’s shoulders, “What’s wrong with Penelope you asked well let’s see first we will start with her greasy dull brown hair, and let’s see her fat jiggle arms, he fat stubby legs, and well let’s be honest my Penelope is a big girl as you can tell,” her mother just stood there laughing as if she was funny and I was plain shocked.
I felt my face turn red and my blood ran hot as I looked at the woman who was looking at her own daughter like she was nothing. Penelope looked embarrassed as I witnessed her eyes squeeze trying to stop her tears.
I couldn’t stand it I stood up walking towards Penelope and pulling her off the chair into my arms lifting her face to meet mine. I gave her a quick kiss leaning into her, “You are beautiful my love don’t listen to that woman who is trying to regain youth that has left her a long time ago,” I heard her mother scoff as she glared at me about to speak but I raised my hand stopping her, “You Mrs. Davis are not fit to be
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