Chapter Four: Objections
Mary got to the door and felt Carlos' hand on her shoulder as she opened the door. It was such a relief to finally tell her parents what she thought. She felt her heart pounding madly, so that she could feel the vibrations against her chest, while her body was trembling. She glanced up at Carlos and then looked over her shoulder at her parents.
She bit her lip, could she really leave her home like this, when push came to shove they were her parents and she didn't get another set, they were her only ones. A sense of weakness started to ebb through her as she looked her father straight in the eyes before turning back to the door; he had the same look that she had seen so many times before. The look in his eyes of utter disappointment and distain for her caused her to regain her strength. She was not a little girl anymore that would listen to his rules and preaching.
"Goodbye," Carlos said to Annie and Eric before removing his hand from Mary's back and taking her hand. "Let's go."
Mary paused as she watched her mother get to her feet. Was she going to have a conversation, an apology from her mom? She looked into her eyes for a second and noticed that Annie's eyes were both surround by a fierce aura and filled with tears.
"You can't leave like this." Annie told her daughter as she placed her own hands on her hips. "You can't stop us from seeing our grandchild. And how do you intend to manage alone?"
"We are not alone, we have my parents, our friends, and each other. And we can say all this, you're not seeing my child unless you get therapy." Carlos told them. "And learn how to love your daughter for who she is."
"Carlos, mi marde esta loca pero ella nunca ir terapia. Yo me encargo, por favor." Mary explained as she felt her eyes start to tear up. She was doing the one thing she promised herself she wouldn't and didn't know why she was crying. She wiped her arm across her eyes as she forced the tears back, and started to talk again. "Mom, dad, as I said I don't want you in my life until you respect me as an adult as stop seeing my life as one huge mistake after another."
"You lived in sin and got married without us being there." Eric said stubbornly. "You've not done too good at the adult thing."
Mary raised her hands to her head, massaging her scalp. Her parents were never going to listen to reason if she was the one that was talking to them. She wasn't one of their perfect children, but she had to try one last time. "I'm not getting into this again. You have my number if anything ever changes because despite all this you're still my parents."
Mary disappeared out of the room and headed out to the car. She wiped her eyes as she reached the hallway. Stay strong and you'll be okay, she kept telling herself as she walked through the house.
"I'm so sorry I suggested coming here." Carlos caught up with her in the hallway, "Are you okay?"
"Let's just get to the airport." Mary replied tensely, "I'll swing it so they can put us up at a hotel for a night."
Carlos stood in front of her and wiped her tears before he swept her into a kiss as he ran his hands through her long dark hair. He kept her in a protective hug once the kiss had finished and held onto her. He had to show her how much she meant to him and how much he loved her.
Mary dissolved into her husband's arms and rested her head on his shoulder. She just wanted to disappear into his hands. As she melted into his arms she let all of her tears flow. It should have felt good to tell her parents finally what she thought and to let them know that she had actually done okay with her life. Instead she felt a wave of sadness settle in her gut. That was probably the last time she would see her parents. And despite everything they had done she still had part of her that wanted them in her life.
"Lets get out of here." She whispered.
"Okay." Carlos said as he opened the car door for her. "We'll do whatever you want."
She slipped into the car and flopped back onto her seat. She closed her eyes slightly as she tried to relax. 'You've done the right thing' she kept telling herself as she relived what she had just said, tying it in with moments in her life. She heard a familiar voice scream her name.
"Mary!"
She looked up through tearstained eyes to see her little sister running towards her. She glanced at Carlos hopelessly, after finally telling her parents what she thought did she really wanted to be forced to head back inside and back down by the perfect daughter?
"Mary," Came the call again. "I just want a word. You can't leave like this."
Mary slowly got out of the car after sending a final glance at Carlos. She bit her lip as she slowly found her way to her feet, feet that had gone to jelly. She gripped onto the car to stabilize herself as she took a couple of deep breaths.
"I'm not going back in." She explained as she gulped slightly. "I meant every word I said."
"Just give me a minute," Her sister replied. "I promise not to try to make you do anything."
Mary let out a small sigh as she ran both her hands through her hair. She softly nodded her head, as she whispered, "I'll give you five, that's it."
Next Chapter: The typical heart to heart
Mary got to the door and felt Carlos' hand on her shoulder as she opened the door. It was such a relief to finally tell her parents what she thought. She felt her heart pounding madly, so that she could feel the vibrations against her chest, while her body was trembling. She glanced up at Carlos and then looked over her shoulder at her parents.
She bit her lip, could she really leave her home like this, when push came to shove they were her parents and she didn't get another set, they were her only ones. A sense of weakness started to ebb through her as she looked her father straight in the eyes before turning back to the door; he had the same look that she had seen so many times before. The look in his eyes of utter disappointment and distain for her caused her to regain her strength. She was not a little girl anymore that would listen to his rules and preaching.
"Goodbye," Carlos said to Annie and Eric before removing his hand from Mary's back and taking her hand. "Let's go."
Mary paused as she watched her mother get to her feet. Was she going to have a conversation, an apology from her mom? She looked into her eyes for a second and noticed that Annie's eyes were both surround by a fierce aura and filled with tears.
"You can't leave like this." Annie told her daughter as she placed her own hands on her hips. "You can't stop us from seeing our grandchild. And how do you intend to manage alone?"
"We are not alone, we have my parents, our friends, and each other. And we can say all this, you're not seeing my child unless you get therapy." Carlos told them. "And learn how to love your daughter for who she is."
"Carlos, mi marde esta loca pero ella nunca ir terapia. Yo me encargo, por favor." Mary explained as she felt her eyes start to tear up. She was doing the one thing she promised herself she wouldn't and didn't know why she was crying. She wiped her arm across her eyes as she forced the tears back, and started to talk again. "Mom, dad, as I said I don't want you in my life until you respect me as an adult as stop seeing my life as one huge mistake after another."
"You lived in sin and got married without us being there." Eric said stubbornly. "You've not done too good at the adult thing."
Mary raised her hands to her head, massaging her scalp. Her parents were never going to listen to reason if she was the one that was talking to them. She wasn't one of their perfect children, but she had to try one last time. "I'm not getting into this again. You have my number if anything ever changes because despite all this you're still my parents."
Mary disappeared out of the room and headed out to the car. She wiped her eyes as she reached the hallway. Stay strong and you'll be okay, she kept telling herself as she walked through the house.
"I'm so sorry I suggested coming here." Carlos caught up with her in the hallway, "Are you okay?"
"Let's just get to the airport." Mary replied tensely, "I'll swing it so they can put us up at a hotel for a night."
Carlos stood in front of her and wiped her tears before he swept her into a kiss as he ran his hands through her long dark hair. He kept her in a protective hug once the kiss had finished and held onto her. He had to show her how much she meant to him and how much he loved her.
Mary dissolved into her husband's arms and rested her head on his shoulder. She just wanted to disappear into his hands. As she melted into his arms she let all of her tears flow. It should have felt good to tell her parents finally what she thought and to let them know that she had actually done okay with her life. Instead she felt a wave of sadness settle in her gut. That was probably the last time she would see her parents. And despite everything they had done she still had part of her that wanted them in her life.
"Lets get out of here." She whispered.
"Okay." Carlos said as he opened the car door for her. "We'll do whatever you want."
She slipped into the car and flopped back onto her seat. She closed her eyes slightly as she tried to relax. 'You've done the right thing' she kept telling herself as she relived what she had just said, tying it in with moments in her life. She heard a familiar voice scream her name.
"Mary!"
She looked up through tearstained eyes to see her little sister running towards her. She glanced at Carlos hopelessly, after finally telling her parents what she thought did she really wanted to be forced to head back inside and back down by the perfect daughter?
"Mary," Came the call again. "I just want a word. You can't leave like this."
Mary slowly got out of the car after sending a final glance at Carlos. She bit her lip as she slowly found her way to her feet, feet that had gone to jelly. She gripped onto the car to stabilize herself as she took a couple of deep breaths.
"I'm not going back in." She explained as she gulped slightly. "I meant every word I said."
"Just give me a minute," Her sister replied. "I promise not to try to make you do anything."
Mary let out a small sigh as she ran both her hands through her hair. She softly nodded her head, as she whispered, "I'll give you five, that's it."
Next Chapter: The typical heart to heart