Racism

by Skovko

Drew still hasn't met Connie's family despite having dated for half a year. Now that they're in town, he thinks the time is right, but she won't let him meet them and there's a good reason for that. Once she starts telling Drew about how her father and brothers are, he really doesn't like her family. It's about time she learns to stand up for herself and tell her family no.

1. Family's in town

Drew looked at the champagne blonde woman with the cornflower blue eyes. Connie Lipton, also known as his girlfriend. Her hair hung just below her ears. She had recently cut a big chunk off to get a bob instead. It seemed to him like she was trying to take away her thoughts. From what, he wasn't sure.

Everything had been good between them until a couple of weeks ago. He wasn't sure what was going on. She swore nothing was wrong when he asked. He could only hope she would start talking when she was ready, and that whatever it was she was battling with in her mind wouldn't be the end of them. He already loved her too much to ever picture his life without her.

"What's on your mind?" He asked.
"Just stuff," she answered.

She sat on the edge of the bed. He had been waiting for her to change her clothes so they could get to bed before having to get up early tomorrow morning and go to the arena for that night's Raw. He climbed up behind her and leaned down to kiss her neck.

"Whatever it is, I bet I can take it away," he droned.
"My family's in town," she blurted out.

He raised his head. He still hadn't met her family despite them having dated for half a year. She never really brought them up. He knew her mother ran off with another man when she was very little. She had her father and two older brothers.

"In this town?" He asked.
"No, back home in Florida. They flew in yesterday. They're at a hotel but they're expecting me to take them in when I get home," she said.
"Do you want me to go home with you so I can finally meet them?" He asked.
"That's not a good idea," she said.
"Why not?" He asked.

She sighed and turned her head to look at him. He didn't like the look on her face.

"We can't be together," she said.
"Why not?" He asked.
"My father," she answered.
"Why the fuck does your father get to make that call? He hasn't even met me!" He raised his voice.

He didn't mean to sound so angry but he was ready to fight for her if he had to. He was sure he could make her father like him. He was a good man. He treated her the way she deserved. Her father would see that. It would all be good.

"My father is a racist," she sighed.

So there went whatever warm feelings he might think he could work up for her father. In the end he didn't have to love her old man. He just had to play pretend. And he didn't understand what that had to do with him anyway.

"I'm white," he said.
"You're Scottish," she said. "You can't hide that accent. If you're not all American and white, you're the scum of the earth in my father's eyes. He's a dick. I know that. I don't like him myself which is why I never go home to visit. I didn't know they would fly in until two weeks ago. He said they booked the trip and I better be ready to host them. They're there now and they demand to see me."
"So tell him no," he said.

Her eyes got wet. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"It's gonna be okay. He's gonna see how much I love you. I won't allow him to think a bad thought about me. I'm just gonna show him that I'm the right man for you," he said.
"I can't let you meet him. I know how he is. My brothers are the same. I can't handle this," she said.
"Please, don't say you're breaking up with me because of them," he pleaded.
"I'm not. I don't think so. No, I'm not. But I can't do this right now, Drew. It's too much to handle. I need to prepare this somehow," she said.

She looked up at him. Those beautiful, blue eyes looked so sad. He wanted to take her pain away but he had no idea how.

"I need you to stay in your own house when we go back home," she said.
"I can do that," he said. "So I take it you haven't even told them about me."
"Not yet. I'm trying to figure out the best way how," she said.
"Don't they follow you on social medias? It's not like it's a secret we're dating," he said.
"They don't care about wrestling or about me. I'm just a girl in their eyes. Girls belong in the kitchen to serve men," she sighed.
"I really don't like your family," he said.
"Me neither," she said. "But I love you, Drew. So much. I'm gonna figure this out somehow. Just let me do it at my own pace."

He smiled at her and pecked her lips.

"Take all the time you need. I'm not going anywhere," he said.