"It was fun hanging with you Charlie and Lucy, but I know my parents are going to have a thousand questions for me.

"Yeah it was, we should get together soon, Frank."

"You take care of Lucy, Charlie… she was my Lu-Lu first."

"I'll do my best, Violet."

"I know you will. Your best is getting better and better."

Charlie and Lucy watch them drive away, going back inside.

"Ya know… getting her away from her parents earlier was pretty fun, It was like an action movie! Violet jumped across Sally and Linus, with help from Trish, I got away with the package and rendezvous with Franklin after he got rid of the villain."

"Baby, yes it was a thrill. I have another mission for you."

"What's that?"

"These lips need to be saved, 007."

"I'm on it, Chief," he pressed his lips to hers.

His hands moved under her shirt, giving her a heavy moan, squeezing, pulling her close. She ran a hand under his shirt, their heads twist and turn, tongues playing with each other. Charlie rest a hand at the small of her back, rubbing her thigh with the other, their breathing grows heavy.

"Oh come on, again in the living room," Sally protested, walking in the door.

They both held out a middle finger, not missing a beat.

"So, you wanna come in and meet my parents?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I probably should," she agreed.

As soon as they walk up to the porch, his dad opens the door.

"I should've known, with such a fancy car in this neighborhood. Where's your Tahoe, Franklin?"

"Dad, it's in the shop."

"Why?"

"My dad, sir. He broke some windows on it. I'm sorry sir. If it helps; I'm paying for the repairs," Violet chimed in.

"You pay for it? Your dad, James?"

"Hey, Darryl; the news is sayin' James Gray got arrested for assaulting Franklin at a gas station today," his mom yelled.

He looks at both of them for a moment, "well come on in."

Franklin and Violet sat on the love seat, his dad on the couch next to his mom, they watched the report.

"Some people at work said you two were on the news. Now you aren't just using my son to rebel against your parents, are you? He told us what happened when he was over your house."

"No sir, I genuinely am interested in Franklin. I'm nothing like my parents… I don't want to be like them, I don't care if we lose everything over their racist," she starts to hyperventilate, "I… love… him."

"That's enough Darryl, you're scaring her! Violet, he's just over protective- she's a teenage girl, c'mon now."

"Dad, Violets innocent in all of this," he tries to calm her down.

"I… hate what… my dad did… said… I d-don't care… about money."

"You'd throw everything away to date my poor ass son," he stood, "huh… with your money, all you're doing is fixing his windows, when you could've just bought a whole new car for him. You started this by dragging him in to your shit show family bec-"

"Darryl!"

"I don't care about… our business… tired of being groomed. Love… Franklin. Gr-Grand fathers car… no. He… he… wanted me," she gasped.

"You want this girl, Frank, some rich girl? You really want this poor ass boy," he stood up.

She clutches Franklin hard.

"Good," he hugged them both, "we don't do fake around here. Sorry for the scare, I'll be damned if somebody uses my son."

"It's okay sweetheart. My husband is a damn blockhead. First time he met Charlie, he made him cry. Calm down child."

"I can be myself around him," she started to relax, "I'm… I'm not a sp-spokesperson for my family business… I'm… human."

"Slow, Violet, deep breathes. Boy get her a glass of water, don't just sit there."

"Yes sir," he jumped up .

"When I heard about this; I wanted to punch your dad in the face- still do."

"I threw my car keys at his face."

Darryl let out a laugh, "standing up to your parents takes some gall. Normally I'd say it doesn't matter if they wrong, a child should stay in their place, git yo own place, then you can decide what's right and wrong. But they wrong. Wrong, wrong, and you're doing the right thing."

Franklin hands her a glass of water.

"You okay with that water, right?"

She took a drink, "waters water."

"Hear that… water is water."

"She's not a snob, dad, promise. She eats junk food and fast food, she's as normal as we are."

"Maybe I should've got on you and not her. Boy, you trying to use her for money, if you play with this girls heart…"

"I'm not! I don't need her money, just her heart."

"You let me know if he tries to make a sugar mama out of you. I'll knock him in to next week," he raised his fist.

"I will, I promise," she giggled.

"Good. Not one red cent."

"I know how much he loves that Tahoe, I felt it was my responsibility to fix it. He didn't want me to do it, but I insisted."

"It should be your dads. How did he even know?"

"Her parents came to the school when it let out, because they saw our interview, our friends helped her get away. Her dad saw her get in, and she snuck in to Charlie's car. He drove away with Trish, then I left, Schroeder, Frieda, and Patty slowed him down best they could. He caught up to me, I knew I wouldn't lose him, so I drove around till I found a safe place to stop. He started searching through it while calling me names and calling her a nigger lover. He grabbed my jack handle and broke two windows. I don't know if he was gonna come at me with it, because Trish's dad showed up and took it from him."

"You did the right thing not fighting back, son, and let him show how ugly he really is," his mom said.

"He got arrested by two black cops."

"Karma hit him quick, but it's not done yet."

"Got that right, Nichelle. I still wanna go a few rounds with him. You must really like this girl to go through all that."

"I do, she's completely worth it."

"Ah, so yall fuckin', huh?"

"Dad, no!"

"They caught yall in her bed. Is it big like Shaqs?"

"We have not had sex," Franklin cried.

Violet just laughs.

"I know you a freak. Violet, I went to his room one night, he fell asleep watching a porno."

"Dad!"

"Nu-uh, you did it, nasty."

"Why you tell her that!?"

"When was this? Boy you got pornos?"

"Momma!"

Violet can't stop laughing.

"Vee, it's not funny."

"It's okay Franklin, who hasn't watched porn before?"

"Ope! She a lil freak too! I see why yall are dating."

"I am not," she laughs. "I wish my parents were more like yours; they're too worried about image and money."

"Would you like to stay for dinner, Violet?"

"I'd love to, maam."

"But you can't spend the night, no freaky stuff in this house, unless it's me and your momma."

"Dad, c'mon!"

"Where you think you get it from?"

"Ugh!"

"All right, on a serious note; if that's your dads car, then what do you drive?"

"A Mercedes C-class."

"A what? A Mercedes?!"

"Yeah, it's a few years old, but it's okay."

"A Benz is a Benz. Your girl act like a three year old Benz ain't nothing. I'd take a ten year old one," he rolled his eyes.

"It's a nice car, I don't really like it that much."

Franklin and Darryl stared at her.

"What?"

"You were mad for the longest that Charlie beat you twice in a drag race."

"I mean… it's a Mercedes, top tier car, speed and luxury."

"Son, she lyin', she loves that car, listen to her."

"Okay, I admit I like luxury cars. I do. I promise that's the most of my snobbness."