Chapter 3

Sabine's P.O.V

For the rest of the day, I didn't do much really. I mostly sat in my room and painted or drew stuff just to get my mind off dad, just primarily doing art to pass the time until mom came home. She came home at around 5, and after we ate dinner, me and her went to my room. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked.

"It's about dad and Ezra." I answered. "This morning after breakfast, he walked me back home, and he suggested that he'd meet dad and show him why he's a good person. But, when they met, he talked to Ezra personally."

"What did he say?"

"He said that dad told him to stay away from me if all he's gonna do is make me bad. Ezra is obviously not a bad person, and you know this even though you haven't met him, mom."

Mom sighed. "I know about the problems that you and dad have for when it comes to Ezra. I talked to him in the past, but since you father has met your boyfriend for the first time and they haven't gotten off on a good start, I will talk to him about this. I'm sick of having him complain to me about your boyfriend. Don't worry, Sabine. We'll get this settled, and if anything happens, you know who to trust."

"Thanks, mom."

While she was downstairs talking to dad, I continued working on a painting of me and Ezra, showing us embracing and kissing. I had more drawings and paintings like that, and their expressions in them showed just how much I was madly in love with him. He always comes into my mind whenever I'm drawing or painting, or just in general. I love him so much. Just as I got another detail added in there, there was a knock at my door. I told whoever it was to come in, and it was my mom. "What did he say?" I asked.

"He said that he doesn't trust you dating him, and he still won't even give you two a chance. I even told him that I'm giving you a good amount of chances, and I already trust you dating Ezra. If he's good for you, and you love him, then I trust you dating him. I still don't understand why your dad just won't trust him." mom replied.

"Did he like say anything?"

"Honestly, he still thinks that he's a bad influence on you, claiming that one of the reasons as to why you've been defying him whenever you two go out is because of him, and how bad of an influence he really is. But I know that's wrong in your case. Though you should listen to dad, I know why you choose to defy him. You defy him because he can't do anything about you and your boyfriend, and for the fact that he can't do much of anything in your love life. I'm not saying you're bad, I'm saying that I understand partially as to why you defy him. I'm really sorry he has to be this way on you."

"I know, mom. And thanks for understanding me." She kissed my forehead.

"Anytime, Sabine. It's getting late. Get ready for bed, dear."

I got ready for bed and crawled under the covers, shutting my eyes.

On Friday that week

After school ended and I got my homework done for the weekend, Ezra called, seeing if I wanted to go out with him. I said yes and got changed into my ripped jeans and pink and red checkered shirt, which I put on over my black tank top. I grabbed my phone then went downstairs. I went over to where I keep my house key usually and put it in my pocket.

"I'm going out." I said to my parents in the living room.

"Have fun, dear." mom said.

"What!? You actually are allowing her to go out and hang with him!?" my dad flipped out. "I thought I told you to stay away from that piece of Lothal scum, Sabine!"

Just what I need yet again, another fight between me and my dick of a dad just when I was about to head out. And now, my mom was involved in one of them for the first time at least.