Y/n pov
Im going to my grandparents place for dinner tonight, my father's parents, so my mother won't be there to save me when they ask about things that doesn't concern them. She has offered to drive me though, and pick me up, and if all goes to shit I just have to call her and she will be there, so that's nice.
"Fifteen minutes love," my mother says and opens my door, "y/n, you have to finish getting ready," she says and I roll my eyes.
"I am getting ready mom," I say and give her a smile.
"Throwing clothes around the room is not getting ready, putting it on is," She says and sits on my bed. "Show me what you want to wear,"
"I was thinking this," I say and hold up a pair of jeans, crop top and a cardigan, my folklore Taylor swift cardigan to be specific.
"Yeah, that's nice, now put it on and let's go," she says and start cleaning clothes off the bed and put it in my closet.
"Alright, jeez" I pull the crop top over my head and soon enough we are in the car driving to my grandparents place.
"Is it too late to call them and say I'm sick?" I ask her sarcastically without really being sarcastic.
"Yes, it is in fact too late." She says, "Y/n, I know you don't want to go, but it's nothing more than two hours, three tops, and you can text me during dessert and then I'll be there 30 minutes after to pick you up," she assures me and grab my hand.
"Thanks mom," I say and we pull up to their house, "I'll see you later, love you," I say as I get out the car and watch her drive off again. By the looks of it my father is already here.
I walk to the front door and before I can even ring the doorbell my grandmother has swung the door open, I guess she saw my mothers car pull up. "Y/n! My sweet little girl," she squeals and forces me into a long hug, I pull away and my grandpa and father is standing behind her ready to hug me as well.
After 30 minutes we are sitting at the table and apparently my father has brought her new girlfriend. "So y/n, I thought your mother would be joining us," she says, I shake my head and swallow the food in my mouth, "I'm a big fan of her by the way, so if I could get her to sign some stuff that would be awesome," she smiles and look at my father.
"Uh, yeah she wasn't invited, don't think she would've gone either, but she won't even come in when I leave, she's just gonna pick me up," I
Smile and she looks at me disappointed and dissatisfied with my response."Enough of your mother," my grandma interrupts, "so Y/n, you're becoming a fine young woman," here we go again, "and you're 19 now, have you begun thinking about kids and do you have a boyfriend," she says and looks over at my father, why he would have the answer I have no idea.
"Grandma, I'm 16, and I am still as gay as I was the last time we had this discussion," I say awkwardly and all the adults except for my dads girlfriend at the table sigh and grunt in disgust. The reason my mother doesn't hang out around my fathers parents is that the reason they broke up was that she came out, and he cut her off.
"So I won't be having kids, ever," I say and put my fork down waiting to get this dinner over with.
"You know, your mother said the same thing when we met her the first time, now look at her," my grandfather points out and raises his eyebrows.
"I think she said more of a I'm not gonna have more kids, because I was 10 months old the first time she came here, and 12 the last time she did," I correct him, which he takes offense too.
"I gotta go to the bathroom," I say and walk out there, I stand at the sink and look myself in the mirror, tears dwell in my eyes and the image looking back at me becomes blurry, I take my phone and text my mother as best I can that I want her to come pick me up, and she replies that she is walking to the car.
I walk back to the table and grab my plate and glass just to clean up after myself, none of them asks me what's going on until I'm in the hallway putting on my shoes and coat, it's not my own family but my dads girlfriend who asks me if I'm okay.
"I'm okay, don't worry, my mom is here to pick me up though," I smile and to my own surprise I give her a half hug before walking out to the car and getting in breathing my mom. "Why did you make me do that?" I ask her and look over at her.
She drives off and grabs my hand, "he asked me too, and I'll decline next time, I promise," she says and squeezes my hand.
"I'm sleeping with you tonight, just so you know," I tell her and laugh.
"Anything else would surprise me," she chuckles.
"I love you mom, and thank you for putting up with me," I smile and look out the window up at the stars.
"I love you too darling, and there is nothing to put up with, I'm just protecting you, and taking care of the younger version of myself," she says and we drive home.
A/n: is it weird that I can't wait till I'm done with this book? Like I love all of my readers, but like, is it weird?
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FanficImagines of Scarlett Johansson and Natasha Romanoff. This is female reader Tw: SH, Suicide, smut, talk about blood, suicide, ed, abuse, trauma.