A/N: About now, i realized that morgan and hunter were on a BED not a
couch. Whoops..i blame it on my being sick. Yea yea i do. LOL
"Mom, what's with all the..." Mary k looked at us, open mouthed. I didn't so much see it, as felt it. The tv was humming, screen ful of white buzzing snow. Guess I better face the music. I sat up, pulling away from Hunter.
"Uh.." I didn't know what to say. Mom was red in the face. Mary K was shocked beyond shocked. Dad...dad came up behind mom, and instantly started fuming.
"Morgan! Explain yourself right now!" Mom and dad yelled. Hunter jolted and rubbed his eyes like a two year old. *Not the time to be cute* I sent him, with dry humor. He looked at me, then followed my eyes to my parents.
"Uh, Mary K, Mr. Rowlands. Mrs. Rowlands," he nodded weakly. Dad ordered Mary K upstairs, and practically kicking and screaming, she went. Then both mom and dad stared at me expectantly, mom's foot tapping repeatedly on the hardwood floor.
"Mom, dad..." I stood up, with the help of Hunter. Mom and dad looked at each other and then back to us.
"Sit down." Mom told us. We both obediently sat. They came into the living room and sat in front of us. No one spoke for what seemed like hours. I didn't even have to reach out to feel how mad my parents were. Mad, surprised, scared, mad, betrayed and MAD.
"Morgan, I think we have been quite fair with you this past year. Letting you..learn and practice your heritage. We've allowed you to skip church. We've allowed you to goto Hunter's whenever you wanted. We've accepted who and what you are. Let you goto that school this summer. We accepted seeing your future daughter," she paused looking at dad.
"You know the rules Morgan. No boys allowed in the house, especially when we aren't home."
"And ESPECIALLY not at one in the morning!" Mom added. I looked up at the clock. One oh four AM. Oh goddess.
I started to speak but Hunter got to it first. "I'm really sorry about this, but you both have to know, that I love Morgan to much to do anything she doesn't want me to. Me being here is as much my fault as it is hers. I just wanted to come over and help her out. She couldn't move."
"Nothing happened! We were watching a movie, and fell asleep. That's it." I told them sternly. "Look, before this very second, I have respected everything you have ever told me to do. When my grades were slipping down the drain, I pulled them right back up. Did I not. If you can't trust me, just say it." I looked down at Hunter and my hands. Hooked together.
Mom and dad glanced at each other. I swear they can talk to each other in their minds, just like me. Mom sighed, "It's not that we don't trust you, Morgan, it's just..." she stopped not knowing what to say.
"It's just what Mom? You don't trust Hunter?"
"That's not true Morgan. We trust Hunter!"
"You just don't trust us when we're together." I rudely growled. Neither mom or dad said anything. "I'm not stupid, I WILL graduate, before anything big happens. I swear. No kids, no marriage until I'm reading, which certainly isn't right now."
*Maybe I should go." Hunter's voice echoed through my head. I looked at my parents, then back to him. *Goddess, don't I wish I could come.* I sent back.
"Hunter's going to go." I said, breaking the nasty silence. He nodded and stood.
"Sorry for all this trouble," he said whispering my ear, as he gave me a quick kiss. He straighten and looked at my parents. "I didn't mean to stay this late. I'm sorry for causing all this trouble, but I do love Morgan, and I wouldn't hurt her. I hope you do know that." He gave me one last smile, and went for his coat and left. They waited until his car was gone, to start talking again.
"Morgan,"
"Save it. I'm not a baby anymore, and I can make decisions for myself. You know how I feel about him. Clearly, you don't trust me. You also know that we do get married and have kids, but that's not for a long while. Why can you not except that. Mom, you seemed perfectly fine meeting your granddaughters, and now, Hunter comes over to help me, because I cant move, and you get mad. Maybe you guys shouldn't have left. Did you not think I couldn't move? I'm going to bed." I lay down, ignoring the pain as I did so. Mom and dad must have gotten my point because they left. I felt terrible for yelling at them, but I guess I had to do it.
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"Mom, what's with all the..." Mary k looked at us, open mouthed. I didn't so much see it, as felt it. The tv was humming, screen ful of white buzzing snow. Guess I better face the music. I sat up, pulling away from Hunter.
"Uh.." I didn't know what to say. Mom was red in the face. Mary K was shocked beyond shocked. Dad...dad came up behind mom, and instantly started fuming.
"Morgan! Explain yourself right now!" Mom and dad yelled. Hunter jolted and rubbed his eyes like a two year old. *Not the time to be cute* I sent him, with dry humor. He looked at me, then followed my eyes to my parents.
"Uh, Mary K, Mr. Rowlands. Mrs. Rowlands," he nodded weakly. Dad ordered Mary K upstairs, and practically kicking and screaming, she went. Then both mom and dad stared at me expectantly, mom's foot tapping repeatedly on the hardwood floor.
"Mom, dad..." I stood up, with the help of Hunter. Mom and dad looked at each other and then back to us.
"Sit down." Mom told us. We both obediently sat. They came into the living room and sat in front of us. No one spoke for what seemed like hours. I didn't even have to reach out to feel how mad my parents were. Mad, surprised, scared, mad, betrayed and MAD.
"Morgan, I think we have been quite fair with you this past year. Letting you..learn and practice your heritage. We've allowed you to skip church. We've allowed you to goto Hunter's whenever you wanted. We've accepted who and what you are. Let you goto that school this summer. We accepted seeing your future daughter," she paused looking at dad.
"You know the rules Morgan. No boys allowed in the house, especially when we aren't home."
"And ESPECIALLY not at one in the morning!" Mom added. I looked up at the clock. One oh four AM. Oh goddess.
I started to speak but Hunter got to it first. "I'm really sorry about this, but you both have to know, that I love Morgan to much to do anything she doesn't want me to. Me being here is as much my fault as it is hers. I just wanted to come over and help her out. She couldn't move."
"Nothing happened! We were watching a movie, and fell asleep. That's it." I told them sternly. "Look, before this very second, I have respected everything you have ever told me to do. When my grades were slipping down the drain, I pulled them right back up. Did I not. If you can't trust me, just say it." I looked down at Hunter and my hands. Hooked together.
Mom and dad glanced at each other. I swear they can talk to each other in their minds, just like me. Mom sighed, "It's not that we don't trust you, Morgan, it's just..." she stopped not knowing what to say.
"It's just what Mom? You don't trust Hunter?"
"That's not true Morgan. We trust Hunter!"
"You just don't trust us when we're together." I rudely growled. Neither mom or dad said anything. "I'm not stupid, I WILL graduate, before anything big happens. I swear. No kids, no marriage until I'm reading, which certainly isn't right now."
*Maybe I should go." Hunter's voice echoed through my head. I looked at my parents, then back to him. *Goddess, don't I wish I could come.* I sent back.
"Hunter's going to go." I said, breaking the nasty silence. He nodded and stood.
"Sorry for all this trouble," he said whispering my ear, as he gave me a quick kiss. He straighten and looked at my parents. "I didn't mean to stay this late. I'm sorry for causing all this trouble, but I do love Morgan, and I wouldn't hurt her. I hope you do know that." He gave me one last smile, and went for his coat and left. They waited until his car was gone, to start talking again.
"Morgan,"
"Save it. I'm not a baby anymore, and I can make decisions for myself. You know how I feel about him. Clearly, you don't trust me. You also know that we do get married and have kids, but that's not for a long while. Why can you not except that. Mom, you seemed perfectly fine meeting your granddaughters, and now, Hunter comes over to help me, because I cant move, and you get mad. Maybe you guys shouldn't have left. Did you not think I couldn't move? I'm going to bed." I lay down, ignoring the pain as I did so. Mom and dad must have gotten my point because they left. I felt terrible for yelling at them, but I guess I had to do it.
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