Chapter 30

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Trinity's POV

The front door swung open.

"Adnan! Come on in, son!"

A man who was probably his dad stood at the foot of the door. I could see some resemblance like in their faces. Adnan stepped inside and I waited. That's what he told me to do, I'd wait until he said it was ok to come in.

"What are you doing just waiting there? Close the door!" I heard his dad say.
"It's not just me..."
The happy tone in his voice faded, "What?"

Adnan gave me a nod and I walked inside. I felt like I was uncontrollable shaking and I just hoped it wasn't too obvious. I was frightened, to be honest. I didn't know what would happen, but right now, it didn't seem too good.

"Shut the door," Adnan mumbled.

I did as he said and then he gave me his hand to hold. Adnan's dad's face looked angry. He started screaming at Adnan. I wasn't sure what they were saying, but it was a nasty argument. I was pretty sure they were yelling at each other in French. It lasted about five minutes with me behind Adnan. I looked at him and I was very confused.

"Trinity ne parle pas en français! Papa, parle en anglais!"
"Ugh, d'accord!"

I backed up once I heard my name.

"So, Trinity," he spat, "you don't understand French?"

I shook my head.

"Well listen to this! Stay away from my son!"

He started coming towards me, but Adnan stepped in. He held his father back as he was much stronger. His one arm holding his dad, he used the other to push me farther back. I was terrified. More like petrified. I didn't know what to do. Adnan shouted back.

"Arrêtez! Étes-vous fou?!"
"Elle est une fille stupide! Je ne veux pas lui ici!"
"Mais, j'adore, Trinity!" There was my name again.
"Arrêtent!" It was a new voice. I assumed that was Adnan's mom who was standing close to me.
Adnan said something again, which I didn't understand, "Mama, vous allez avec Trinity... Maintenant!"

All of a sudden, I was held by Adnan's mom. I panicked and struggled to get away when she took me by the arm. She tried to lead me upstairs.

"Trinity, it's ok go!"
"Adnan, I'm not leaving you!"
"Go, now!"
"No!"
"Let him calm down and then I'll come up to get you!"

Tears rolled down my cheeks... This is not how I wanted things to go. Why does everything have to be this way? I just cause trouble. People hate me.

I gave in. I was quickly dragged upstairs and into a room. It looked pretty empty except for a bed and desk, nothing else. I sat down on the bed and covered my face. I just sat there for a few minutes. I was shaking and my eyes stung. At least I was finally starting to calm down.

His mom sat down next to me, "I'm Gani, Adnan's mom. Is everything ok?"
"No!" I broke down into tears again.
"Awh..."

She wrapped her arms around me and I let her. I cried onto her shoulder as she rubbed my back.

"Trinity, everything is going to be alright."
I sniffed, "How do you know my name?"
"Adnan's said some things about you."
"He has?"
"Well, to me. Not his father."
"Like what has he said?"
"He tells me that he really likes you, and I can tell."
I took a deep breath, "I'm scared," I admit.
"What for?"
"Are you going to let me be with Adnan?"
"Of course, sweetie! I'll just have to convince my husband. Don't worry, I'll get him to agree."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Are you sure I'm good enough for him?"
"Good enough?! You're perfect for him! You're all he ever talks about!"
That made me blush, "Serioulsy?!"
"Yep, every time he calls me he mentions you about ten times."
"But are you sure?"
"Positive. You're a nice and caring girl. You're very pretty to, I love your dress!"
"Ha, Adnan bought it for me as a gift, even though I specifically said I didn't need it."
"That's sounds like my Adnan. I tell him not to buy me anything-"
"And he does?"
"You got that right."

Adnan's mom is really nice. She knows how to make you feel better. I really enjoy talking to her. We mainly talked about Adnan. I said how he acted around me, she shared some stories from when he was young. It was fun!

The argument had died down because now we couldn't hear their voices. Instead, we heard footsteps. The door creaked open and in came Adnan. I practically ran and jumped into his arms.

"That's the most scared I've ever been..." I whispered into his ear.

His strong arms had a tight grip around me. He inhaled and then exhaled. I felt his chest move with each breath he took. I began to cry into his shoulder. He pulled away from me to look at my face.

"What's wrong?"
"I- I'm scared..."
"Don't be."
"But I am!"
"When you're upset, I am too."
"Adnan, what will your dad say?"
"I don't know, but no matter what everything will be fine. I promise."

With that, the bedroom door opened. In came Adnan's dad...

"So, you must be Trinity," he said in a low voice.
"Uh, yes." I was so nervous. Adnan placed an hand on my arm.
"You've been dating my son?!"
"Y- yes."
"I don't want you out in public. I don't want you together-"
"Please Mr. Januzaj!"
"Did you just interrupt me?"
"N- no..."
"Do not see him. Until the end of the season."
"Dad, come on-"
"Adnan! Enough! You can see her once the season ends. Then you two are free to do whatever."
I spoke up, "I love him, can't you understand that? Grasp the fact that your son loves me back, too!" I shouted. I wasn't done yet, "He's growing up, ok?! I'm not just 'some girl' who will date him for his money and leave. I see couples like that all the time. They call it love, I call it bullshit. I'm not some gold digger looking for money! I'd date him even if he wasn't famous! Can't you please let me see him?!"
"Abedin..." His mom said softly.

I was on the verge of tears. I couldn't keep it all in anymore.

"No."

I broke down into Adnan's arms as his parents watched me. I felt my knees go weak and I thought I was going to collapse. Adnan's arms held me up. I buried my face into his chest and gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in my hands. I clenched my fists and teeth and squinted my eyes.

Someone wake me up. Get me out of this nightmare.

AHAHA I FORGOT TO UPDATE!

That's ok I guess ;)

today was the best day i've had in a long time. someone cares about me... i might like them the way i like adnan :o

ahhh

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