The Moon and Her Sun

Nine: When One Family Meets the Other

It's not easy when it comes to meeting your significant other's parent, or at least that's what I'm told. It doesn't make sense on why parents have to meet each other when their kids are eighteen and dating. Aren't we suppose to make our own mistakes and live our lives the way we want to live them. Or is it just them trying to protect us. Who knows?

I hop out of the shower and look at myself in the mirror. Looking at myself, my bald self. Hairless all over. I realize that when I'm looking at myself in the mirror that I've been through hell. That I've been keeping my secret from my teachers, my fellow classmates, and my bestfriend. That i am treated the same like everyone else, but is that such a bad thing.

At least I know I'm not weak. I brush my teeth and put deodorant on. I wrap a towel around my body and walk out of the bathroom. My parents were kind enough to buy a house that had a room that had its own bathroom.

I put on my black wig on and I brush it straight. I like this wig because it looks so real. I remember the day my mom and I bought thee wig. Oh was it a good day. It was a day where I forgot that I had Cancer that I felt like a normal kid and it was all because I put that wig on right after my mom bought it for me.

I take off my towel and put on sweetheart strapless white shirt with some black jeans. I look at myself in the mirror and notice that I look like a normal eighteen year old girl.

I hear a doorbell ring and I know that it's time. Andrew walks into my room with a button up black shirt with some dark blue jeans on. "You got company." he said without even trying to be annoying.

"Okay I'll be down there." I tell him while I put my hair in a pony tail. Without closing the door my brother walks towards me.

"Everything alright?" he asks.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be?" I ask him. My brother has that part of him that is always concerned about other people's lives. He just acts like he doesn't care.

"it's just I mean he is you first boyfriends and all," he continues "He's the first one you've about your whole you know, problem you can say. I mean you haven't even told Carla yet." He sighs "I just want you to be happy and not get you heart broken cause if he does, well I can make some arrangements and you know."

He makes a gesture of him holding a knife and slicing his own throat, which makes me laugh. I mean after all he is my little brother. "I'll be fine." I make a sweeping gesture with my hands so he can leave my room."Go get out I'll be right there."

Andrew leaves the room and I look at myself in the mirror one last time. I say to myself I am beautiful.

***

I walk down the stairs to see Ciro and his mom talking to my parents. "Well nice of you to join us." My dad says.

I walk up and shake Ciro's mom's hand. "Hi I'm Luna it's nice to meet you."

"Hi, it's nice to see the girl my son is all over about." Ciro's mom answers "I'm Regina Jackson."

Regina has a light brown skin tone, kind of like Alicia Keys, but much prettier. She wears black jeans with a white shirt along with a black leather jacket. She looks like a bad ass mom.

"Where is your husband?" my mom asks her.

"Oh I'm divorced." Regina answers.

I'm shocked at the fact of Ciro not mentioning about his dad. After all, we have been dating for almost a week.

"Oh I'm so-."

"Oh no don't be." Regina says "It's better off with me and his dad being divorced. Couldn't stand the bastard."