A Stripper of a Neighbor

C 17 : Interview went totally wrong

"I told them you're my neighbor and we also sort of... Dated.. ?" , Damon said .

"No sheeet.", I said seriously.

Cue the awkward silence !

"Now what?" ,I demanded

"I also told them that you could speak to them when you come back for your two week holiday."

"Who told y-" I rolled my eyes and grunted, "Matt."

He nodded. "Yeah... Umm... So.. You'll do it ?"

I thought about it and finally said, "You owe me."

"Anything you want!" , he said gratefully, a smile creeping onto his lips.

-

Interview with the parents in a month.

I'm toast !

-

The days after that passed by in a blur. I couldn't concentrate properly on my studies.

I kept running through the rehearsed lines that me and Damon agreed to say during the big 'interview' with his parents. He said we need a script because he already had it bad when his parents found out his job.

I doubt I would be able to memorize all the dialogues ,so I'm going to ignore said script and just go with he flow !

-

Two days before the interview:

Damon insisted that he would drive me and Matt from the airport. I know he just wanted to keep an eye on me in case I got any ideas to escape.

"Got your script all memorized?", Damon asked me.

"Uhhh .. Sure..", I said , not looking at him.

-

The day of the interview:

I concluded that Damon's parents were really straightforward people.

Once they came through the door ( without a single Hello ) , they bombarded me with slightly insulting questions like 'How did you afford staying in this neighbourhood?' , 'Are you living alone?' , 'Aren't you too young to be a shrink' and more.

We managed to get them to sit and have tea with us ( strong coffee for the father ) .

Damon's mum gladly accepted the drink .

"So, Khloe. We wanted to talk to you that day and saw that you were not in.", Mrs Damon's mum said.

At that time, Mr Damon's dad narrowed his eyes menancingly at me.

"Oh yeah.. Sorry 'bout that.", I mumbled

"Aren't you supposed to be at school or something?", Damon's dad asked harshly.

"I'm nineteen ....?" Which part of 'on holiday' and 'studying psychology' doesn't he understand ?

"And ?", he demanded.

".. Single ?", I said, raising my eyebrow suggestively.

Aaaand cue the spit take !

Damon literally spit out his drink and it sort of sprayed onto his father a little bit . I had a hard time holding in my laughter. His face was priceless!

Damon started to choke on whatever remains of his drink and I patted his back.

"Sohrehh..... " ,Damon managed to say.

I snickered and Damon shot me a look.

Damon's mother ruined the moment by saying, "So, we heard you two dated.", she said cheerfully.

We stopped our fun moment and stared at her.

"Yeah, mum. We did.", Damon said reluctantly.

Damon's mum glared at him for a brief moment before turning to me and stared into my eyes. "I know that, dear. But I was asking Khloe." ,she said trough gritted teeth and looked at me challengingly. She used a different tone when saying me name.

I really hate to say it, but I don't think I like them very much.

I cleared my throat. "Yes. We went out. Though, we wouldn't call it as a date.. I mean.. Pffftt.. We just-"

The cut me off. "And for how long?"

Damon opened his mouth to speak but his mum raised a hand to silence him. Damon clenched his jaw and looked away bittely.

Now, I know why Damon made the script. He knew what his parents were trying to do. They want me to look bad. They were trying to make me look pathetic and stupid and who knows what other evil plan they had !

The question is, why ?

What should I say ? How should I answer her?

Damon and I barely went out, in fact I think the 'date' didn't even happen !

She wanted to know how long we were together, but I needed to stall her, so my brain decided to make me say "Uh.. The .. Um.. We were out for about a few hours, ya know.. Like a normal day out.."

I knew that wasn't the answer she was looking for.

She looked frustrated and a bit mad at my witty comeback and slight sassyness.

The father on the other hand seem to be having a staring contest with me that I didn't even realise that was happening! He just looked at me in a way any person wouldn't like. By the way he looked at me, I wouldn't be surprised if his hair suddenly burst into flames. If you aksed me, he didn't look at all menancing or manly, he kinda looked pained and constipated, not to mention creepy !

Damon's mum sighed and mumbled under her breath, "Pathetic girl, thinks she's so smart..."

"Stop it ! Stop,mum ! And dad, stop looking at her like that ! I know she's beautiful, but she mine!" , Damon stood up and yelled in frustration.

I stood up beside Damon and grabbed his arm. Damon shrugged my hand away . I saw his parent's shocked expression. "Damon, it's fine." ,I whispered. "I don't care what they have to say."

"I care ! And I don't like it ! They" , he pointed to his parents ,"do not have the right to say that, whether you dated my brother or not!"

"Dated? Brother ? You? " I looked at Damon cluelessly. I furrowed my eyeborws in confusion. "What?"

Damon's dad had a smug expression on his face. "I told you, she wouldn't admit it. I told you she's lying , she just messin' with you. "

"What's going on?", I asked Damon.

"Later.", he said seriously. He turned to his parents and said," I don't believe you. I don't care what you have to say. I don't care what she did or didn't do. I like Khloe and I won't listen to you two because I know that if I do.. ", Damon took my hand and pulled me close. He put a hand on my waist and gently hugged me sideways. This time, he spoke much softly, "because if I do listen to you, I'll loose her. I never want to loose her. "

My mouth hung opened and I looked down.

"Now, please. I'll talk to you later. Bye.", Damon opened the door.

I could've sworn that was their cue to leave, but they didn't move an inch. Instead, Damon's dad spat, "You'll regret this, Damon. All because of her, ", she sneered, "your job , and your stupidity."

And at that, they turned and went out.