"Alright Y/n, you have a good night now" My Dad warned me.
"Well of course- but why are you so worried?" I turned off my phone and placed it in my purse.
"A good night means you go there and have a great time and then come straight back." He squinted. "He's a great guy but there's no 'hanging out'. Do you understand?"
His tone was stern and strong.
"Dad.. he isn't like that. Plus, we'll be right back. worry" I laughed at his concerned expression. I heard my mother sighed and gently wrapped my coat around me. It was barely even considered a coat.
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I can't deny that it looks gorgeous. Simple yet elegant. I tied it shut and took a step back from my parents.
"Okay okay- final look. What do you think?" I relaxed my shoulder and let out one leg to pose.
"You are definitely going to be the best dressed there" My father chuckled. My mother crossed her arms and gave me a proud look. I guess I can see why she was proud.. in some sense..
"See that's my daughter" she let out a sigh. She looked deep in my eyes and looked away. "I'm gonna start crying" She laughed, covering her eyes with a hand.
"Don't mind her, she's just emotional" My Father put a hand around her. I smiled and took my Mothers hand. "Aww.. it's not like i'll leave you now that i'm grown up"
"I know but.. where did all the time go?". Her eyes were wet and they glimmered in the light. If she kept tearing up like this, they'll turn puffy sooner or later. I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her.
Despite all the things she's done.. she was still my mother. She still took care of me. Sure, what she did was.. pretty unforgivable but she's finally accepted Michael. That's all that really mattered to me. She inhaled deeply and exhaled.
I heard a knock at my door which made me jump.
"That should be Michael" I let go of my Mother and my Father goes ahead to open the door. Let's hope this will go smoothly.
"Good evening" I heard Michaels voice from the door. I was about to go but my mother stopped me.
"Hold on, let your father see him" She chuckled. I nodded and stayed with her.
"I'm here for Y/n?" Michael cleared his throat.
"Oh yes yes!- but before you take her- come outside" My father quickly replied.
"Uh- yea sure" Michael sounded hesitant but he obeyed. My father stepped outside with him. I could barely make out what he said to him though.
"I should go- he'll kill him" I groaned. My mother laughed.
"I don't blame him. He's probably warning him" She shrugged. "But okay, have fun love" She kissed my cheek and smiled. I squeezed her hand and picked up my purse.
