Meeting the Parents

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I have never in my adult life thought I'd be back in the closet. That's figuratively and literally but unfortunately I am. I am literally in the closet of my ex girlfriend's sisters closet as they talk to their parents in the living room about Verenas ex. Why am I in a closet? Well because Verena literally panicked about me meeting her family scared how they'd react to her dating her student who is 10 years younger her. So when they knocked after 10 minutes of Victoria telling us they were coming she shoved me in the closet and now I'm playing Episode as I sit on the pile of clothes Victoria has in here and hating that it costs 20 damn diamonds just to tell the girl I like I want to fuck and not that I would rather walk home even though there's a literal killer after me. Ha! Ironic ain't it?

I hear a loud click outside the closet and slowly look up to see a shadow through the crack. "You have 3 seconds before I shoot through the door to show yourself." A man's strong voice comes from the other side. Shit. I stand up. "1!" What do I do? "2!"

"Dad no!" The door immediately opens to Verena standing infront of me as her father points a gun to my head due to Verena being so short. I turn my head to see Victoria and the woman from the picture in Verenas house dressed down to the nine in black with sunglasses on top of her head pulling her hair back, black pantsuit and heels run in as they see what's going on.

"Chi è questo?" The man in all black as well from the tench coat over his black button up tucked into black slacks and black dress shoes, asks putting his gun away.

Verena takes a breath and then grabs my hand to stand beside me. "Papà, mom, this is Talia, my girlfriend of sorts." She says and I look at them as they look confused.

"Girlfriend?" Her mom asks. "This child doesn't look older than 18." We look at each other at the statement and then back to her mom whose eyes are wide. "Living room now." She says sternly and Verena grips my hand as we all walk to the living room and then sit down as her parents stand above us with neutral faces. "Now, someone want to tell me why we are hiding 18 year old girls in our closets like we're in high school?"

"It was Verenas idea!" Victoria says almost immediately and we all look at her. "What? I'm not getting in trouble for this shit." She says and Verena shakes her head.

"Verena what's going on?"

She sighs. "Talia isn't just an 18 year old," they look at her with raised brows, "she's also my student at the high school I teach here."

Their faces go to surprise as their mouths fly open. "Mi scusi?" Her mom says. "We expect this from Victoria not you Vernena!"

"Excuse me, what the hell?" Victoria says offended.

"Oh honey you know what I mean. Verena what's going on?"

"I fell for her mom." She looks at me and smiles and I can't fight the one crewing on my face as well mirroring her. "She makes me feel like I'm the only woman in the world and she's risked her life for me more than she should've. It's why you're here." She says and looks back at her parents.

They look at me and then her dad sits on the coffee table in front of me as his golden eyes looks into my soul and I sit up straight to display false confidence but in reality I'm freaking the fuck out. This is not how I wanted to meet her parents. "Ami mia figlia?"

I look at Verena. "He asked if you love me."

I look back at him and I nod. "Of course sir. She means the world to me."

"I see your face has bruises on them, are they from Carmen?" He asks with a strong Italian accent pointing to his own face where the cut is below my eye and I look at Verena. "Ah ah." He says and I look back at him. "I'm talking to you, not Verena. Now, did she do this? Sì o no?" I nod.

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