SPOV:
We wake early in the morning, shower quickly, and shove all our clothes in a Tegans suit case. We wanted to get an early start on today. We were heading to Tegan's parents but we also set up plans to go to breakfast with my parents. Thankfully, Tegan's mom and dad are going to join for moral support.
I dress in my nice powder blue button down, that doesn't show any sign of my bulging belly, and black skinnies that almost don't button. I slide on my red converse,. Last night I told Tegan to find something fancy and conservative but the fanciest and conservative thing she owns is her pants, every shirt is baggy or a band tee. "God damn, Tee! I know this freaking meeting is going to be awful but first impressions babe they're everything" She rolls her eyes at me and huffs in frustration. I glare at her, then rummage through my things and find a nice white sweater she can use. I throw it at her and she is quick to put it on. "God that is so not you. It'll have to do" I sigh and go and kiss her cheek.
We head out and drive for what seems like forever to the restaurant we are to meet everyone at, thankfully Tegan's parents arrived first. We rush out of the car and Sonia is quick to take us into a hug, "I've missed you both!" She says slightly sad but perks herself up quickly. For the small amount of time I've known her, I already know she doesn't like to show any emotion except happiness. Bruce joins in on the hug, "it's been too quiet in the house since you two left." he winks and we all laugh. Seconds later my parents pull up two parking spots from Tegan's truck, they stay in there for a little bit. It looks like they are fighting over something. My father finally gets out, slamming the door behind him and walks over to us. His brown hair is starting to gray now, his laugh lines apparent with old age, "My little princess!" He says with a gigantic smile. He rushes over and takes me into a bear hug. My father has always been supportive of whatever I do, even being 'conservative' he has always had an open mind. He's the one who told me it's okay to love whomever, after passing a gay couple in the streets. I asked him why they were holding hands he told me, "they're in love." he also told me if I ever started to have feeling like theirs, to go straight to him since mother isn't very understanding of certain things. Being a priest and with my insanely conservative mom, he can never voice what he pleases. He sits and bites his tongue. "Hi daddy!" I smile hugging him back tightly. We finally release after hearing my mom clear her throat. I step away from my dad to her. We do a weird half hug with a simple pat on the back "Hello, Mom." I say with a small voice, then I returned right back to Tegan's side, "mom, dad" I gesture from them to Tegan's parents. "this is Sonia and Bruce, Tegan's mom and dad." They all shake hands with force fake smiles. Awkwardness fills the air. "Food, let's go get some." Bruce breaks the silence.
We are seated at the table for a good 15 minutes, my dad pelting Tegan with questions about herself, like what she's majoring and what high school she went too and why she chose the University of Phoenix. It's like he just already knows. Tegan, being the little shit she is, answers each one smoothly. Tegan, my dad, and Bruce pick up on a conversion about hockey. I smile, glad they're getting along, I turn and look at Sonia who is trying to get a conversation flowing with my Mother but is failing. I put a hand on Sonia's arm and sigh, she looks at me her eyes say she's trying. I smile and let my eyes wander to my mom who is now glaring at me, I focus back on Sonia, "I was wondering if you ever read the book-." My mom interjects "How could you not show up?!" she questions sternly, but careful not to raise her voice to loudly. "He was going to purpose!" she continues. "He was so good for you!" I sigh and say softly, "Mom, he was horrible to me and if you even cared about me at all you would've seen it or maybe I would of even told you the things he did to me." My voice starts to rise, "but YOU never cared about me and YOU never asked." She snaps and flies up from the chair "YOU ARE SUCH A BIG DISAP-" My dad grabs my mom and makes her sit down "SHE IS ANYTHING BUT!" He yells at her. Tegan squeezes my hand that she's been holding under the table the whole time. I sigh and stand up exposing our hands, my mom looks down horrified at them tightly pressed and tangled together.