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We talked about school and growing up. I learned mom was a lawyer and her dad was a doctor. They weren't around much and weren't very involved in her life. She was also an only child, and being at home alone left her pretty lonely, so she spent a lot of time over at Sarah's house.
I told her about my verbally abusive dad and how my mom kicked him out when I was five. I told her I had an older brother and older sister that were quite a bit older than me and were long gone not soon after I was born. My dad liked to constantly tell me I was a mistake. My mom wasn’t that mean, but there were times I got the impression she wished I hadn’t been born.
The whole time I talked about my family, she never seemed to pity me like some people did when I told them about my asshole dad. Instead, she looked concerned by how her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn't feed me a bunch of bullshit either.
We talked more about my job, but she was most interested in my band. So I invited her to come to practice some time. She lit right up. It would be no big deal as a few guys always had their girlfriends hanging around.
At midnight we headed back to Blockbuster to get her car. I let her off near it and parked. Before she could open the door, I stopped her, pushing it shut. She turned around, and I almost attacked her with my kiss. Instead, I pressed my body against hers, pinning her to the car. She was so tiny and fragile that she fit perfectly against me. I buried my hands in her hair as we kissed, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, playing with the hair there.
I finally tore my lips away from hers. I caressed her cheek with my thumb.
“Wow,” she muttered. “That was some kiss.”
I smiled and kissed her forehead. “It was. I hate that you have to go home. I want to take you down by the river in my car and make out with you until the sun comes up.”
She made a sound deep in her throat as she nodded. “I’d love that.”
“Soon,” I promised her and opened the car door for her. I waited while she climbed inside and leaned down for one more kiss before closing the door for her. I waited while she started the car, watching her drive off.
Tonight was a simple date, but it was the best date I’d ever been on. I think it was the only date I’d been on that didn’t involve making out or alcohol.
I couldn’t wait to see her again.
Tiffany and I were pretty inseparable after that night. I would often pick her up from Blockbuster, and we'd get something to eat and then go down to the river to make out in my car. We even did a few double dates with Sarah and Jim.
I almost felt normal.
We decided to stop at her house after dinner. She said her parents were gone at some party. Tiffany and I grew up very differently, but I never felt like she was ashamed of me. I knew what it was like to have parents you didn’t really like, so I figured that’s why she kept me away from them.
Until I saw her house.
She gave me directions on how to get there, and the further we got, the bigger the houses got. Eventually, she had me turn into the long driveway of a huge two-story brick house with a two-car garage.
“Shit,” she muttered. “They’re here.”
"It's okay. I can meet them." I parked the car and took the hand I held, bringing it to my mouth for a kiss. "I should probably meet them soon anyway. Especially since I don't plan on going anywhere." I winked at her, and she smiled.
“Okay. As long as you’re okay with meeting them. I don’t want to make you.”
“It’s fine. Can’t be any worse than my parents.” I got out of the car and went over to take Tiffany’s hand.
We walked up towards the house, and she went in through the garage. I think you could have fit three or four of my houses inside this one. Why did three people need so much room?
We entered the house through the garage. There wasn't anyone around, and it was very quiet.
"They must be upstairs. Wait here, and I'll be right back. I'm going to change. Maybe they won't even come down." She kissed my cheek and dashed off.
I stood awkwardly, looking around the kitchen. It was huge, with the most enormous refrigerator I'd ever seen, and there were even two ovens. It was spotless, without anything lying around or out of place. A lot different from my house.
Once in a while, I would question why Tiffany was with a guy like me. I usually pushed those thoughts aside, but seeing her house made it hard to forget how different we were.
7
TIFFANY
Ialmost ran to my room, and I'd never changed so fast. I didn't want my parents to meet Justin. I knew they would have to eventually since I was in love with him and hoped he was in my life for a long time, but I wasn't mentally prepared for it tonight.
I loved him and didn't give a shit about his family or his education or career path. I only knew that he made me feel amazing and treated me like a queen. But unfortunately, my parents were very judgmental.
