Chapter Three
The Return
I sat at my desk working diligently on an English essay that I had put off for the last minute. I expected it to be easier to write when the house was quiet, but I was wrong. My mind was so programmed to ignore the racket that when it was gone I couldn't function. My attention was diverted from my homework by the ringing of my phone.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey babe, how's it going?" My boyfriend Grant was on the other end of the phone.
"Just trying to finish my homework." I told him. "Why don't you come over in a little while? I'll be done in about twenty minutes."
"I don't know if that's a good idea. You're dad doesn't really like me." He hesitated.
"We don't have to worry about that. My family went to my brother's basketball practice."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you in twenty minutes then." He agreed.
'Bye." With that I hung up and went back to my essay.
I finished in less time then I expected so I decided to pop in a DVD. I sat in the living watching 'Fast and Furious 2'. Ten minutes into the movie the doorbell rang. I jumped off the couch and ran to the door, checking the mirror on the way there. It was exciting to see Grant anytime I wanted now that he had his own car.
I opened the door and I don't know if I hugged him first or if he hugged me first but it didn't really matter. We just stayed like that for about a minute. I was nice to see him after the week I had been grounded. My dad had caught us in the house together alone and he freaked out. I couldn't see Grant for a week. My punishment was not officially up for another two day but I could guarantee that my parents wouldn't be home for quite some time.
Grant and I sat on the couch for a while watching the movie. It might seem a little boring to some people to sit around in your house together watching a movie, but everything that we did together was fun. I always have a good time when I am with my boyfriend, we can talk and laugh about anything.
We must have fallen asleep on the couch because we were both woken up abruptly by the shouting of my father.
"What the hell is going on here?" He yelled from the doorway. His clothes were soaked from the storm that was now coming through the area.
"Dad why are you home, you weren't supposed to be home for another hour?" I asked timidly while removing Grant's hand from my waist, hoping that my father hadn't seen them.
"The question is not why I am here. This is my house. The question is what is he doing here. Did I not just finish telling you about the consequences that dating can have?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Scott." Grant stuttered while practically running out the door. My mom must have seen him leaving as she came in the door.
"What just happened?" She asked holding Brynne in the carrier and Tim in her other arm. She was drenched as well.
"Lia was with that boy again...What's his name again?" My dad told her.
"His name is Grant daddy." I told him.
"I don't care what his name. I don't want my daughter in the house with a boy, and sleeping on the couch no less." He started to yell again.
"Oohh Lia's in trouble." My brother Jack stuck out his tongue as he walked in the house.
"Get in your room and take your brother with you." My mother shooed Jack, Peter and Tim into their rooms. "Luke can I talk in the kitchen for a minute?" She asked my father and pulled him out of the room. I heard them discussing the matter and lots of yelling on my father's part. Five minutes later they emerged from the kitchen.
"I think we need to talk." My mom said firmly.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I did anything wrong." I started. "Nothing happened today, we just watched a movie and fell asleep that's all."
"Honey, it's not just the fact that you had a boy here, but the fact that you were specifically punished for that reason five days ago." She explained.
"I don't think I should have been grounded in the first place. Nothing goes on between Grant and I that will get us in trouble and if it ever does we will be careful." With that statement my father exploded.
"Don't you know careful isn't always good enough! I was careful but here you are today. Sometimes you can't control what happens." He shouted.
"So is that what you thought all along, that I was just a mistake?" I began to sob right before the doorbell rang. My dad stood up and walked out of the living room.
"Sweetheart, you were the best thing that ever happened to us." My mom comforted me. A moment later my father returned, his face was ghostly pale.
"Is everything okay? Who was that at the door?" My mother got nervous at his appearance.
He paused for a moment before saying in a shaky voice, "Brooke is here."
The Return
I sat at my desk working diligently on an English essay that I had put off for the last minute. I expected it to be easier to write when the house was quiet, but I was wrong. My mind was so programmed to ignore the racket that when it was gone I couldn't function. My attention was diverted from my homework by the ringing of my phone.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey babe, how's it going?" My boyfriend Grant was on the other end of the phone.
"Just trying to finish my homework." I told him. "Why don't you come over in a little while? I'll be done in about twenty minutes."
"I don't know if that's a good idea. You're dad doesn't really like me." He hesitated.
"We don't have to worry about that. My family went to my brother's basketball practice."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you in twenty minutes then." He agreed.
'Bye." With that I hung up and went back to my essay.
I finished in less time then I expected so I decided to pop in a DVD. I sat in the living watching 'Fast and Furious 2'. Ten minutes into the movie the doorbell rang. I jumped off the couch and ran to the door, checking the mirror on the way there. It was exciting to see Grant anytime I wanted now that he had his own car.
I opened the door and I don't know if I hugged him first or if he hugged me first but it didn't really matter. We just stayed like that for about a minute. I was nice to see him after the week I had been grounded. My dad had caught us in the house together alone and he freaked out. I couldn't see Grant for a week. My punishment was not officially up for another two day but I could guarantee that my parents wouldn't be home for quite some time.
Grant and I sat on the couch for a while watching the movie. It might seem a little boring to some people to sit around in your house together watching a movie, but everything that we did together was fun. I always have a good time when I am with my boyfriend, we can talk and laugh about anything.
We must have fallen asleep on the couch because we were both woken up abruptly by the shouting of my father.
"What the hell is going on here?" He yelled from the doorway. His clothes were soaked from the storm that was now coming through the area.
"Dad why are you home, you weren't supposed to be home for another hour?" I asked timidly while removing Grant's hand from my waist, hoping that my father hadn't seen them.
"The question is not why I am here. This is my house. The question is what is he doing here. Did I not just finish telling you about the consequences that dating can have?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Scott." Grant stuttered while practically running out the door. My mom must have seen him leaving as she came in the door.
"What just happened?" She asked holding Brynne in the carrier and Tim in her other arm. She was drenched as well.
"Lia was with that boy again...What's his name again?" My dad told her.
"His name is Grant daddy." I told him.
"I don't care what his name. I don't want my daughter in the house with a boy, and sleeping on the couch no less." He started to yell again.
"Oohh Lia's in trouble." My brother Jack stuck out his tongue as he walked in the house.
"Get in your room and take your brother with you." My mother shooed Jack, Peter and Tim into their rooms. "Luke can I talk in the kitchen for a minute?" She asked my father and pulled him out of the room. I heard them discussing the matter and lots of yelling on my father's part. Five minutes later they emerged from the kitchen.
"I think we need to talk." My mom said firmly.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I did anything wrong." I started. "Nothing happened today, we just watched a movie and fell asleep that's all."
"Honey, it's not just the fact that you had a boy here, but the fact that you were specifically punished for that reason five days ago." She explained.
"I don't think I should have been grounded in the first place. Nothing goes on between Grant and I that will get us in trouble and if it ever does we will be careful." With that statement my father exploded.
"Don't you know careful isn't always good enough! I was careful but here you are today. Sometimes you can't control what happens." He shouted.
"So is that what you thought all along, that I was just a mistake?" I began to sob right before the doorbell rang. My dad stood up and walked out of the living room.
"Sweetheart, you were the best thing that ever happened to us." My mom comforted me. A moment later my father returned, his face was ghostly pale.
"Is everything okay? Who was that at the door?" My mother got nervous at his appearance.
He paused for a moment before saying in a shaky voice, "Brooke is here."