New Girl (Lawson Ryan/Adam Fanfic)

Chapter 14: Meet The Parents

Chapter 13: Meet The Parents

(Ryan’s POV)

 We arrive back at Beth’s parent’s house. We both get out the car and are greeted by some very relieved parents.

‘I’m so glad you’re home safe!’ her mum says happily.

‘Welcome back home sweetie’ her dad welcomes.

‘Thank you. Mum, dad, I’d like you to meet Ryan. My boyfriend’ Beth says.

‘Boyfriend?’ says her mum.

‘Boyfriend?’ her dad repeats.

‘Yeah, I’m her boyfriend, nice to meet you both’ I greet while holding out my hand to them both to shake. All they do is look at me in disgust.

‘Aren’t you her English teacher?’ her dad hisses. I lower my hand as they both reject to shake.

‘Well yes, but there is only two years age difference between me and your daughter, Mr Merry’ I assure.

Her mum says ‘Beth, why can’t you go for that lovely boy who’s actually a student in the class? The one who opened our eyes and taught us how to make you happy? If he tells us how to make you happy, then I’m more than sure that he can make you happy. Not this-man who just wants to use you for sex-‘

‘Ok that’s enough! How DARE you accuse me of using your daughter for sex! I love her! She’s the only person I’ve ever learnt to love and she brings me happiness! I want to care for her, I want to be there for her and I want to support her because she has sh*t, disgraceful and spiteful parents like you! You don’t know how unhappy I’ve been until I’ve met your daughter. She is the only thing good in my life and I tend to keep her there for the rest of it! You know my occupation, not my story’ I spit out and charge out of the house angrily while slamming the door.

 (Beth’s POV)

 I turn to my parents who are staring at the door Ryan just exited out of in shock.

‘Great boyfriend you’ve got there, Beth’ dad says sarcastically.

‘Oh here we go again with the crap parenting!’ I scream.

‘Have you ever stopped and thought that I might not actually be us? That it might just be that we have the worst excuse of a daughter and we’re ashamed of having her in our lives?’ mum spits out.

That’s the last straw. I just storm upstairs and into my bedroom. I grab my bag, stuff all my clothes in there along with my phone charger, laptop and it’s charger and go back downstairs again.

My mum and dad turn to me and see my bag.

‘What are you doing, Beth?’ mum sounds scared.

‘You’re ashamed of having me in your lives? Let me solve that for you and not be in your lives at all’ I scream and run out slamming the door.