My POV: I kept checking my phone to see if Chris text me when he was picking me up while I was getting ready and then my mom came into my room.
My mom: ( looks me up and down ) Where do you think you're going?
Me: ( puts my mascara on) Out.
My mom: Don't tell me you're going to hang out with that little gay friend of yours again.
Me: ( put my mascara down and looked at her) Mom what is your problem with Olivia?
My mom: I don't like having her around you, she's a bad influence.
Me: mom are you fucking serious? She's been in my life since I was a kid, you knew that from the beginning! And now just because of her sexuality you gonna sit here and dictate who I can be friends with? That's insane!
My mom: ( grabbed my chin) I am your fucking mother whether you like it or not young lady, if I don't want you hanging out with her then I meant it.
Me: ( pulled away) Dad would've hated seeing you act like this, I'm glad he's not here to see you act like an asshole.
My mom: ( slapped me) Don't you ever bring your father into this conversation again!
Me: ( held my cheek) Why because you know it's true?! You have been nothing but a bitch to me since dad died, you are controlling and abusive but I stay quiet well not no more, if you ever put hands on me again you'll end up behind bars, try that shit again I dare you.
My mom: ( realized she hit me and tried to hug me) Babygirl I'm so sorry, it won't happen again I promise.
Me: ( pushed her away) Nah fuck your sorry ma, just be lucky I don't move out of here. ( grabbed my stuff and got a phone call) Can you leave?
My mom: Yeah. ( walked out of my room)
Me: ( answered) Hello? Hey Chris, you downstairs? Alright I'm coming down now, ok bye. ( hangs up and went downstairs to the front door) Ma, don't forget what I said to you earlier, I wasn't playing.
My mom: When will you be back?
Me: Don't worry about it. ( walked out the front door and saw Chris standing there smiling) Hey Chris.
Chris: ( hugs me ) Hey Shaynay, you look amazing.
Me: ( hugged him back) Thanks, you ready to go?
Chris: You bet. ( took my hand and walked me to his car and he handed me a bouquet of flowers) These are for you, I hope you like them.
Me: ( blushed) Thank you Chris, these are beautiful. ( kissed his cheek and got in the car)
Chris: You're welcome. ( he got in the car and we drove off to the restaurant)
At the restaurant...
Our waitress: ( flirting with Chris) What can I get you tonight? ( rubs his arm smiling)
Me: Um excuse me, isn't it kinda rude that you're interrupting our date by touching him like that?
Our waitress; ( looks at me) I'm sorry who are you?
Me: Obviously I'm his date tonight but that isn't your concern, you're our waitress, not a little hoe trying to get my man, so you either take our order like your supposed to or we will be on our way out, so which will it be?
( Chris looked speechless and put his arm around me with a smile on his face)
Our waitress: ( fixed her voice) I apologize for that, what can I get started for both of you?
