It Started With Hello

Chap. 95

"Their right this way in the kitchen table" Emma whispered leading him through the living room. She hears her parents whispering faintly in the kitchen she could only guess they where talking about Blake. Blake could also sense the same and stops walking a moment his body tensing up. She tightly clasped her hand with his "I'm right here Blake, you got this" he nods and let's her lead him to the entrance of the kitchen. Her parents stand from the table at their arrival her mother's eyes move to the linked hands. Blake was about to pull away but Emma holds his hand tight she wanted to show her parents they where a united front and she wasn't going to let them control her any longer. They stand in silence a moment before Blake finally speaks "Hello I'm Blake umm it's nice to meet you both officially" they make their way to the table her father was standing at one end of the table and her mother at the other. Her father's the first to reach out to shake Black hand "Gerald, you can call me Mr. Pear for now" Blake lets go of Emma's hand to shake her father's. She could tell her father was giving a handshake with a tight hold but of course Blake didn't let that show. They pull apart and her father sits down with her sitting to his left at the side of the table "Melissa" her mother said in a bored tone with her husband sending her a glare making her sigh. Her mother give Blake a fake smile holding out her hand towards him "You can call me Ms. Pear" she said as if it was painful. Blake pressed his lips tightly before shaking her hand "These are for you Ms. Pear" he handed her the bouquet of flowers before sitting down beside Emma. Her mother hold the flowers close to her face "Yah know then I visited France I learned that daisies are a bad lucky" she takes a big sniff while looking at him. She eyes move to Emma's anger filled one's before pulling the flowers away laughing falsely "I just thought that was a interesting fact. If you would excuse me I better go put these in some water" her walk behind the wall in the kitchen to the sink. Blake hangs his head squeezing his eyes all while Emma watched him closely it looked like he was beating himself up in his head for getting her the flowers. This night was already starting on the wrong foot because her mother's pettiness. Suddenly a fire boiled in her chest she pushed back her chair making a loud squeak. Her father looks at her while she stands up "Would you excuse me a moment" she tried to hide her anger behind a shaking smile "Emma..." her father starts she glared at him "Don't get involved father I can handle this" she said before marching behind the wall separating the rooms before Blake could stop her. As she walks in she see's her mother humming putting the flowers in a vase "Mother was that really necessary to treat him that way" Emma said trying to keep her voice low. Her mother turns looking at her with fake confusion "I don't know what you mean I barely said two words to the boy Emma your being over sensitive once again dear" her hands turn into fists as she trys to control her anger. She swallowed hard watching at her mother places the flowers vase beside the microwave "Exactly it's been less then 5 minutes and your already treating him like a outsiders. Your not even trying to like him with you disgusted looks and smart comments. Why couldn't you have just accepted the flowers and moved on?" her mother turns back to her with her hands on her hips "I was simply sharing a interesting fact dear" the fact that her mother was acting completely oblivious was only pissing Emma off more. She points her finger at her mother "No you where being your petty self and you know what..." Emma shakes her head pacing in a small circle "At least father is making an effort your just being a....a...a bitch" her mother gasps putting a hand against her chest. She stops pacing facing her mother arms crossed "If your going to continue like this then you might as well not have dinner with us after all. Just go upstairs and wait for him to leave if your not going to make a effort to get to know him" she was over dealing with this her mother could honestly just get out the way at this point. Her mother pressed her lips tightly watching her daughter "But you have to realize he is a part of my life and he will be around I want both of you in my life but I won't have you making him uncomfortable....the choice is yours mother" she doesn't let her mother reply before turning around and walking back into the main kitchen to a very unexpected sight.