Our Love is True

3

My date is today. I am so nervous! Emily is picking me a dress out from her closet right now. I forgot to buy dresses at the mall. She comes back into my room with a navy blue dress with a white belt. I smile as she helps me into it.

"You can keep it." Emily whispers. "You look beautiful in it."

Leah hands me a pair of sandals to put on, and I do that. Emily puts a cross choker necklace on me and some little hoop earrings. Emily fixes my makeup and Leah straightens my hair. Paul will be here any time now.

"Mia! Paul is here!" My dad says rudely.

I grin, Emily shoos me. I giggle at her and I walk into the living room. There stands Paul, in a casual suit. He is in nice jeans, a navy blue button down shirt and a black tie. Paul's smile widens when he sees me.

I take Paul's hand and I exit the hose with him, ignoring my dad's protest of my leaving with Paul. I get into the passengers seat of Paul's truck as he gets in on his side, the drivers side. He starts the engine and heads off towards the direction of Seattle.

Paul pulls up to a fancy restaurant in Seattle, it is an Italian place. Paul opens my door for me and he leads me in the door.

"Table for two." Paul tells the young man at the podium thing.

The man nods politely and he escorts us to a table in the back, at the Windows. Awe, sweet. He hands us our menus and asks us for drinks.

"I'll take sweet tea." I say.

"Cola for me." Paul grumbles.

The waiter nods and he walks off to get our drinks. I see females staring at Paul with googly eyes. I roll my eyes and I look in Paul's eyes. He smiles.

"Will you officially be my girlfriend?" He asks.

All the females that heard glare at me as I tell Paul yes. He kisses my lips and he sits back. I get chicken Alfredo while Paul gets him two slices of pizza. We eat in peace while the females gawk at Paul's attractive looks.

Paul walks me outside and we eat into his truck. He drives us to a movie theater and we go in. He pays for us to see the new Chucky movie. (Make believe people). We take a seat on the middle of the room while this movie begins filling up.

As the killer doll scares the shit out of me, I hide my face in Paul's neck. He chuckles and wraps his arm around me. I am crying so hard because of how scared the doll has scared me as the movie comes to an end.

At home, I tell Emily and Leah about me and Paul being an official couple. Dad is yelling at Paul outside. Dad can get over the fact I'm happy.

I go to the bathroom and I start water for a hot shower. I strip out of this nice jewelry and dress before getting under the water. I wash my hair and my body thoroughly before getting out. I dry my body off and I get dressed in an orange pajama set. I go to the living room and see Paul is gone before dinner.

"What did you do, Sam?" I growl.

"Made that son of a bitch leave." He grumbles.

"Well, you're no loner my father if you can't accept my happiness. I'm going to Paul's for a while."

"Oh no you don't." Sam demands.

"You're not my dad anymore. You can't tell me what to do!" I yell.

Sam flinches as I say those words. I go to my room and I pack a bag of clothes. Emily helps me and she says she will speak with my so called father, that's what she called him! I kiss Emily's head before I go outside. I call Paul to have him pick me up.

I sigh in relief as Paul's truck pulls in front of the house. I see my so called father glaring at Paul through the door. I flip the man off as I climb into the truck after tossing my bag in the truck bed. Emily waves at me as she begins screaming at my father.

Paul unlocks to his house he lives in alone. I go to his room and I unpack my single bag. Paul hugs me tightly against his chest as I begin to cry. He rubs my back and he just holds me against him.

I traveled in my pajamas, and I never do that. But that man has went to far. A father would accept his daughters happiness, no matter what. So, I disowned him as my father. Paul did that to his dad because his was just a terrible dad. Pauls mom raised him; she did one fantastic job of raising Paul.

All this crying causes me to grow tired early. This is why I hate crying. Crying leads me to going to bed early. We have patrol tomorrow then Sunday will be a day of just Paul and I. Emily has enrolled me in school, so Monday, Paul and I will be going to school. Paul and I are both seniors. We will be showing off our relationship to everyone. I get to see the pack again.

I climb into bed beside Paul and I lay my head on his chest. Paul wraps a muscular arm around my shoulder so I can't move away. I kiss his cheek before I close my eyes. I soon drift off to sleep.