Drabble #29: Meet The Parents

Prompted by: Got2LiveItBigTime

Eddie

I straightened my tie, and ran a hand through my hair. Patricia's parents would be here any minute. Patricia had invited them to the house for dinner. Apparently they wanted to meet me or something. All I knew is that I didn't want to mess this up. A knock is then found at my door.

"Come in." I call. Patricia opens the door. She wears a midnight blue blouse with ruffles, black skinny jeans, and black glitter ballet flats. I've been spending to much time with Amber...

"Hey you." She smiles.

"Hey. Someone's looking fancy." I tease, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Not so bad yourself, Slimeball." She smirks.

"Your parents here yet?"

"They should be pulling up any minute." She answers. We then hear the honk of a horn. "Speak of the devils..." She mutters. I laugh. "Nervous?" She asks, as we walk ink the main hall.

"Uh, you could say that." I try to laugh off. Didn't work very well.

"Come on." She says, pulling me to the door. Patricia grabs the handle, pushing to open, and in come her parents. Her mom- light brown hair, and blue eyes. Father- Mostly grey hair, and hazel eyes. Both were tall, and dressed very nice. "Hi mum! Dad!" She says, hugging them both.

"Hi Patricia! Where's this boyfriend of yours?" Her mom teases, Patricia blushing slightly.

"Actually, he's right here." She says, ushering me forward.

"It's nice to meet you both." I say, shaking both of their hands.

"You hurt her I hurt you, got it?" Her father threatens. I tense.

"Got it. Besides, I'm pretty sure Patricia would hurt me before you did." I say, trying to break the ice. Her father's face softens, while her mother just laughs.

"Very true. Why don't we all go sit down and eat?" She suggests. While walking behind them, I could've sworn I heard her say: "I like him." We all take our seats at the table , and begin to eat the meal Trudy has left out for us.

"You're American, are you not?" Patricia's dad asks.

"Ah yes, I am actually. Came here last year." I grin. Patricia takes a sip of her drink.

"So what do you think of England?"

"It's great!" I exclaim. "A bit cold though, I'm originally from California so... Enough about me, what about you?" I ask, immediately regretting it.

"Well what would you like to know?" Her mother asks. I smirk.

"Yeah, what would you like to know?" Patricia glares.

"I guess I'd have to start off by asking if Patricia was always this feisty." I smirk once more.

"Oh was she, her and Piper always got into fights, usually caused by her." I gulped, knowing that was a sensitive subject for her.

"So I've heard a lot of what's happened from last term. Is it true that she dumped a jug of milk all over you?" Her mother laughs. Patricia rolls her eyes.

"Haha yeah, it's true. I learned my lesson though, believe me." I explain. "Tell me, when she was little did she always dump drinks on people's heads?"

"Well, I'm not sure where she got that from..." Her dad laughs.

"What do you mean?" I ask curiously. Patricia looks down in her lap.

"We're Patricia's adopted parents. We've only known her since she was about ten, didn't she tell you? They died in a fire when she was around nine..." Her mother explains. I turn to Patricia.

"I'm just gonna go..." She manages, exiting the room. I sigh.

"You know what to do by now, don't you?" Her father says sympathetically.

"Yeah..." I sigh, getting up, and following Patricia. I find her sitting on the top step of the stairs, face in her knees. "Hey..." I whisper. She looks up. Her face is tear-stained, makeup running. "Are you mad?"

"At you, no... Not at all... I just didn't want you to find out, because y-you'd hate me and-" I stop her there, by pressing my lips to her softly.

"Patricia. Why on earth would I ever hate you?" I scowl.

"I don't know... I just don't to pity, ya know?" She sighs, wiping her eyes.

"C'mere." I say, wrapping my arms around her, nuzzling her face into my neck. I kiss her hair. "Go to sleep..." I whisper as we both drift off.

I liked how this turned out! Also, guest who kept reviewing on Precious moments- Don't like, don't read. That's all I have to say right now. I'll have updates of Sacred Moments on Wednesdays and Sundays... I think... Yeah... And then whenever these come along... Thanks so much for all the reviews! This chapter's question:

Do any of you play musical instruments?

I know, not HOA related... Oh well... I play violin, a little bit of cello and piano:) Bless you(;