and he might have her now, but one day that will change and when it does. I will be the one holding her and watching her as she sleeps. Until that day, I try not to let anger get the best of me. I will just have to be content with watching and protecting her from afar.
We wake late in the afternoon and I know my parents know that he stayed the night because his car is in the front drive. I get up, get dressed, and tell him he can shower in my bathroom while I go down and try to smooth things over with my parents.
I walk down the stairs, knowing full well I am in deep shit. Dad is sitting at the table reading the paper and mom is doing dishes from breakfast. As soon as I walk into the room, Dad asks, “What the hell is Damon doing spending the night?”
With apologetic eyes, I reply, “I know you’re mad, but it was an emergency kind of situation and I had to go save him.”
Dad uses his angry tone and says, “What do you mean you had to go save him?”
“I had to go out last night and pick him up. He had been drinking a little.”
Dad replies sternly, “How did his car get here?”
Regretfully answering, “I called a cab and went to the pool hall to pick him up.”
I could see Dad’s temper slowly rising, “You did what?”
Pleading with him I respond, “I know I am in big trouble. I know I should have told you I was going out and believe me when I got into that cab with that creeper I realized my mistake. Damon really needed me and I wasn’t thinking clearly, I just wanted to help him out , I was worried, and his parents are getting a divorce. They were fighting yesterday. His mom found out that his dad has been sleeping with his secretary. His dad left to move in with her. Damon tried to comfort his mom, but she was a mess and it ended up getting him upset. He left to go play pool; some guys passed him a few beers and he ended up drinking them. He called me at 4 am to come pick him up.”
Mom speaks first this time, “I am so sorry, is he okay?”
I shake my head and answer, “Not really he doesn’t want to go home right now.”
“You know you should have woken us up. What if something happened to you? We would have had no idea you left.”
Feeling a pang of guilt, “I know ; I am really sorry.”
Sternly dad speaks, “Don’t ever do that again. If something like that ever happens, please wake us up, we would be willing to help. That is what parents do for their children.”
Understanding his concern, “Ok, I will, I promise.”
Dad is still upset, but he understands why I went out last night. His next question is the one I am more worried about though, I know, it’s coming I can feel the awkwardness in the room. “So he stayed the night in your room?”
Taking a deep breath I answer, “Yes, but I swear nothing happened.”
Uncertain of my answer he eyes me and then looks to my mom, “This one is all yours. You need to have the talk with her.”
Knowing that we have already had the talk I wait for dad to leave and then mom says, “I am making you an appointment with the doctor and you are going on the pill.”
“What? Why? I am not going to have sex. I don’t want to.”
Expressing her concern, “You don’t have a choice young lady! If your boyfriend is going to have sleepovers, than you might end up having sex. I know that we cannot stop you from doing it. So I would be happy knowing that you are protected if you do.”
Admitting defeat I utter, “Fine, if it makes you happy. I just want you to know that I am not having sex. I don’t plan on having sex until after I am married.”
Just then, I hear Damon coming down the stairs and I say, “Shh, here he comes.”
He walks into the kitchen and my mom give him an apologetic look then says, “I am so
We wake late in the afternoon and I know my parents know that he stayed the night because his car is in the front drive. I get up, get dressed, and tell him he can shower in my bathroom while I go down and try to smooth things over with my parents.
I walk down the stairs, knowing full well I am in deep shit. Dad is sitting at the table reading the paper and mom is doing dishes from breakfast. As soon as I walk into the room, Dad asks, “What the hell is Damon doing spending the night?”
With apologetic eyes, I reply, “I know you’re mad, but it was an emergency kind of situation and I had to go save him.”
Dad uses his angry tone and says, “What do you mean you had to go save him?”
“I had to go out last night and pick him up. He had been drinking a little.”
Dad replies sternly, “How did his car get here?”
Regretfully answering, “I called a cab and went to the pool hall to pick him up.”
I could see Dad’s temper slowly rising, “You did what?”
Pleading with him I respond, “I know I am in big trouble. I know I should have told you I was going out and believe me when I got into that cab with that creeper I realized my mistake. Damon really needed me and I wasn’t thinking clearly, I just wanted to help him out , I was worried, and his parents are getting a divorce. They were fighting yesterday. His mom found out that his dad has been sleeping with his secretary. His dad left to move in with her. Damon tried to comfort his mom, but she was a mess and it ended up getting him upset. He left to go play pool; some guys passed him a few beers and he ended up drinking them. He called me at 4 am to come pick him up.”
Mom speaks first this time, “I am so sorry, is he okay?”
I shake my head and answer, “Not really he doesn’t want to go home right now.”
“You know you should have woken us up. What if something happened to you? We would have had no idea you left.”
Feeling a pang of guilt, “I know ; I am really sorry.”
Sternly dad speaks, “Don’t ever do that again. If something like that ever happens, please wake us up, we would be willing to help. That is what parents do for their children.”
Understanding his concern, “Ok, I will, I promise.”
Dad is still upset, but he understands why I went out last night. His next question is the one I am more worried about though, I know, it’s coming I can feel the awkwardness in the room. “So he stayed the night in your room?”
Taking a deep breath I answer, “Yes, but I swear nothing happened.”
Uncertain of my answer he eyes me and then looks to my mom, “This one is all yours. You need to have the talk with her.”
Knowing that we have already had the talk I wait for dad to leave and then mom says, “I am making you an appointment with the doctor and you are going on the pill.”
“What? Why? I am not going to have sex. I don’t want to.”
Expressing her concern, “You don’t have a choice young lady! If your boyfriend is going to have sleepovers, than you might end up having sex. I know that we cannot stop you from doing it. So I would be happy knowing that you are protected if you do.”
Admitting defeat I utter, “Fine, if it makes you happy. I just want you to know that I am not having sex. I don’t plan on having sex until after I am married.”
Just then, I hear Damon coming down the stairs and I say, “Shh, here he comes.”
He walks into the kitchen and my mom give him an apologetic look then says, “I am so
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