Chapter 6

Sabine's P.O.V

About one month has passed since Ezra took my virginity. In that month, we've been going out more frequently, and that's been causing me to get into even more conflict with my dad. He cussed me out in front of Hera when she came over yesterday to my house to hang out, and he cussed me out about Ezra when me and Hera were talking about him. I fought back and cussed him out in front of her, and she ended up leaving, appalled at the sight of everything. I blamed him for making her go away, and he blamed me for the fight, claiming that non of this would have happened if I simply just dumped Ezra or never got with him in the first place. Not only that, but Ezra happened to be passing by my house last night, and he stopped in just to say hi, then my dad went as far to make him leave our house for him, forcefully kicking my boyfriend out of the house when he didn't even do anything and was just stopping by just to say hi to his girlfriend! Needless to say, he does not control who I love, and what I do depends on me, and my dad just can't accept Ezra for once in his darn life! I love my boyfriend, and yet my dad's always that one dad who tells you who's right for you and who's wrong for you when in reality it depends on you and if you like the darn person! I could go on forever and rant about this all day.

My mom has also been keeping an eye out on my dad about the issue, and talked to him yesterday about this frequent problem of the two of us fighting about Ezra. This has got to stop, it's pissing me off. Ezra has also been increasingly concerned about this, and so was his family. I told him and his parents two days ago about how my problems with dad were getting out of hand, and they offered to help me out in this. My mom was going to meet Ezra for the first time today, and we were going to discuss the issues at my house since dad was working late today. And since my dad was working late today, this was perfect timing. Though he should have met her earlier, they haven't gotten a chance to meet due to school stuff, work, life, etc. My mom and I were in the living room, talking about these issues with dad, until we heard the doorbell ring. My mom got up to get the door. "Are you Ezra?" she asked.

"I am. I came here to talk about these issues that my girlfriend's been going through for a while now, and I wanted to talk to you two about it just as we planned out." he said.

"I remember what you've been wanting to discuss for a while now. Nice to meet you. Come in please, make yourself comfortable."

"Thanks, Ms. Wren."

"Call me Bo please. Do you want anything, Ezra?"

"No thanks. Hi, babe."

"Hey." I kissed him on the lips, then he took a seat next to me on the couch. My mom sat across from us.

"So, where do we begin?" he asked.

"Well, for starters, Ezra, how has Sabine's dad viewed you as so far?"

"So far, we have not gotten off on a good start."

"I could tell. Sabine mentioned your first meeting with him and what happened the previous night."

"Why does the dude despise me so much anyway?"

My mom sighed. "I can't really give you a definite answer. But, from what I can theorize as a factor about this issue, my husband is one of those Mandalorians who is hardcore about his heritage."

"Meaning what exactly?"

"Meaning that since he's hardcore about his heritage, he lives up to our culture's traditions and customs, and believes that the only best men for Sabine to date are those who are worthy enough to date her, Mandalorian or not. He thinks that only those who express some values that are worthy enough within themselves are qualified to date our daughter. Though I am hardcore about my heritage just as Sabine and my husband are, I am not as hardcore as he is. In fact, I don't like him at times for that. I believe that Sabine here has the right to date whoever she feels is right for her and that she'll make a wise choice about who she dates. However, my husband thinks the opposite."

"Why? Why would he despise me over not having values just for me to date my girlfriend?"

"Because he believes that it's way more than just good lucks, charm, and personality that get them qualified to date Sabine. He believes in warrior like values, just like how all our people do. He believes that someone who demonstrates warrior discipline is qualified to date our daughter. And I'm talking Mandalorian warrior discipline. And if he doesn't see it in anyone, even from hearing it about someone, he will not trust them. My husband has been known to have trust issues at times."

"So let me get this straight. You're saying that he despises me over the fact that I can't show Mandalorian discipline within myself just to date Sabine?" My mom nodded. "No wonder why he always thinks I'm a bad influence on my girlfriend."

"But you're not. I could tell just from my daughter telling me about you, your dates, everything. You are a good person, Ezra. People see it in you, my daughter clearly sees it in you, but the one person who doesn't see it in him is just my husband."

"If I may ask, have you ever talked to him about me and why I'm not a bad person?"

"We both have. He refuses to acknowledge us and always throws a fit about you. Even if you are mentioned when you're not present, he'll still flip out and go on to rant to the both of us. I tried to tell him that Sabine has made a good choice, she has explained to him why she likes you and why she is with you because of who you are, and yet he just does not trust us."

"How can I earn his trust?"

The room went silent. "Ez, my mom and I do not know really how you could earn my dad's trust." I said.

"There's gotta be a way. Besides, this can't keep going on forever." he replied.

"And you're right. Sabine and I are getting pissed off about this, and so is your family from what your girlfriend has told me. Which reminds me, Ezra. After our talk, do you think you could lend me your house phone number so I could discuss this issue further with your family? We're all concerned here."

"What do you think, babe?"

"I think it might help us all out here...hopefully."

"So that's a yes then."

"That's good to here."

"But going back to this now, how do you suppose people have earned his trust in the past?"

"Ezra, whenever I ask my husband that question, he almost always never answers it really. All he says is that he'll tell me some other time, and the only thing that he does say is that he just took his time and built their trust, but I have not seen this happening in this case with you and Sabine. Actually, let me ask you a question, Sabine. Whenever you have your friends over, and they meet your dad, do they try to tell him that Ezra's a good guy for you?"

"Mom, they tried to tell him, but he was just being difficult as usual. And that's almost every time practically."

"I see here. These issues are really something."

"How often have you talked to your husband about these issues between him and Sabine, Bo?"

"A lot. But, he could simply just agree with the fact that Sabine's dating a good guy such as you, but does he, nope. He still thinks that since you lack Mandalorian discipline within yourself, then you are bad for our daughter, which I think is ridicoulous."

"Here's the thing that dad's not getting clearly, guys. Ezra is just different in his own ways, and it's not his fault that he didn't grow up in a Mandalorian society, or a warrior society in general. But then again, he still has his ups and downs, but I love him for who he is as a person, even though he doesn't show our culture's discipline."

"Sabine does have a point, Bo."

"And you do, dear. And your dad just doesn't seem to understand it really, and that's an issue that has to be taken care of sooner or later because we are all going to have problems if this continues. I cannot stand this anymore, and pisses me and my daughter off clearly."

"Do you think that we might resolve this if you and my parents work together?"

"It might. Because if Sabine's dad does meet your family, Ezra, then they may just convince why you are a good guy for her. Plus, if you two have been dating for about two and a half months now, then it means that Sabine's clearly found the right guy."

"And I have clearly. Besides, dad should at least give Ezra a break at some point."

"I understand that, dear, and we are going to work on this issue more as time goes on. I would suggest ending it here for now. We'll continue with our discussion some other time. Ezra, do you wish to stay for dinner?"

"Really?"

"Sure. Besides, Sabine's dad isn't coming home until 9 pm. Ask your parents."

"I will." And he did. "They said yes."

"Alright then. I'll get started on dinner. Sabine, why don't you show your boyfriend up to your room in the meantime?"

"I will, mom. Follow me, Ez."

"Right behind ya."

We went upstairs to my room, and he was looking around. He saw my drawings and paintings, my small studio that I use for doing art, and the bear from the night when we fell in love. First time he's seen that thing in a while. "These are some really nice drawings and paintings." he said.

"Thanks. I hope you like the ones I did of us."

"I do. They're nice."

"You're just being sarcastic, aren't you?" I teased.

"Maybe I am, you never know." he smirked. "But seriously, these are really good though."

"Thank you. Care to join me in my bed?" I crawled into my bed and gestured for Ezra to come join me. He did so, and we snuggled together.

"Your mom seems really nice."

"She is. At least she actually believes me for the fact that I've made a good decision about who I'm dating. I love you, Ez."

"I love you too." We kissed passionately in bed. "Why is she so different from your dad? I just thought that she'd be like him almost, maybe a bit different."

"It's a long story. Ever since we left Mandalore for America, though she still holds her culture within herself, she has embraced some of the things that we do here. Growing up, my mom used to be so hardcore about being a Mandalorian, but ever since we came here, she's changed a lot. My dad changed a bit also, just not that much. He still has his beliefs within himself."

"Right. I feel bad for the fact that you have to deal with that ignorant piece of crap."

"He really is one though. Trust me, my mom doesn't like dealing with him either."

"Hopefully he will come to accept me for who I am."

"Let's just hope that is."

"On the bright side of things, at least I'm getting more of a look inside your house, now that he's gone for now."

"Clearly. Actually, that reminds me. You wanna see something cool in our basement?"

"Sure."

We left and headed down to the basement. I led him to a chest in one part of it, pulling it out then opening it. "What is that?" Ezra asked.

"That is a set of traditional Mandalorian armor, along with a helmet. This armor was forged by me and my family before we left Mandalore. In fact, you know how I mentioned that every Mandalorian goes through combat training in their early years?"

"Yeah."

"Well, often times, it's forged as a rite of passage in our society when training's complete. It's pretty interesting to see this, right?"

"Yeah. Mind if I try on your helmet?"

"Go ahead."

He slipped it on. "Look at me, I'm a barbaric Mandalorian!" he joked. I laughed at that. He took it off, handed it back to me then I put it the chest. "That's pretty cool."

"It is."

"Guys, dinner time!" my mom called from upstairs.

"Coming, mom!" I called from the basement. Ezra and I headed upstairs and we sat at the dining room table. My mom sat at one end of the table with me on her right and Ezra across from me.

For dinner, we ate steak that my mom prepared with mashed potatoes on the side. My mom's a really good cook, and this is one of my favorite meals that she's made. Ezra liked it too. It felt good to have my boyfriend with us at the dinner table, considering that my dad was not here to ruin it for once.

The three of us talked about various things during dinner. We talked about some of the dates Ezra and I went on, more about that night when me and him fell in love, and about a lot of things in general. He really stood out as a person who earned my mom's trust during dinner, and she liked him for who he was. Sure she's liked him enough from hearing me talk about him, but now that she was meeting him in person, my mom likes him more.

The evening flew by as my boyfriend and I hung out in my room after dinner, talking about things and cuddling in bed. At around 8:30, Ezra's parents came to pick him up.

"Thank you for having me over, Sabine."

"I'm glad you came over, and stayed actually since my dad wasn't here to ruin it."

"Me too. I'll see you tomorrow at school."

"Bye, Ezra. I love you."

"I love you too, Sabine." He kissed me quickly on the lips. "Bye now."

"Later."

He left my room and went home. After dad came home later, I never mentioned Ezra staying for dinner, or him at all in general. And so did mom for that matter. I stayed in my room, having a group chat on Facebook with Ezra, Kanan, Hera, and Zeb. At around 10:20 pm, I got changed into a tank top and short sport shorts and dozed off.