Dream

Chapter 24

I woke up with a major hang over from last night and I don't fully remember what all happened....just that I got drunk and almost slept with Kendrick...the details were a little foggy. I rubbed my eyes to see a mug of coffee on my dresser...along with a note that read: 

Here's some coffee to ease the pain

                   love, Kendrick

        I blushed at the note as I sipped the coffee...it was still hot...so that means...he must still be here at my house. I slowly slid out of bed and rushed down to the kitchen to see him. He smiled at me....I smiled back. He was shirtless...wearing nothing but his pajama pants. I was glad to see him, but I wondered:  What was he doing here???? 

        "Morning." He sighed as he kissed my forehead.

        "Morning?" I sighed back in confusion. I looked and saw Lez sitting on the couch smirking at me. I raised an eyebrow as I called her over. She rushed over to me. I watched Kendrick sit on my couch eating a bowl of cereal. I pulled Lez into the kitchen.

        "What is he doing here?" I whispered trying to be quiet. She smiled.

        "He got in a fight with his parents last night about what happened between you guys at his house..." She grinned. I felt my face blush, but then I frowned. I caused him to get into a fight with his parents....OH GOD. I'm such a horrible girlfriend. I walked into the living room and asked him if it was true. He nodded. I threw my arms around him....

        "I'm sorry.." I sighed. He laughed a little.

        "It's okay, babe. My parents called me 20 minutes ago....they want us to go over for a dinner. They just want to talk to us about....what happened." He winked. I blushed hard.

        "Oh yeah...." I sighed. He smirked at me.

        "It's gonna be fine..." He kissed me on the cheek. I chuckled as I snuggled up with him on the couch.

That night....

        Kendrick parked his car in the driveway of his house. We sat there for a while...nervous. He looked at me and forced a smile. I smiled back as I got out the car. I smoothed my outfit and fixed my bun. I had to look perfect for his parents. I didn't them to think bad of because of what happened.... I looked over at Kendrick. He smirked.

        "Babe...you look fine." He walked over to me and kissed me. I threw my arms around his neck. Kissing him really eased my nerves. 

        "Okay..." I pulled out the kiss," Let's go." He grabbed his hand as we walked up to the front door. He unlocked the door and we walked in. His parents were sitting at the kitchen table. The table looked so amazing. I smiled at his parents...they starred at me blankly....and his mother gave me an evil stare. I quickly sat down next to Kendrick," Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Cartwright." I smiled kindly.

        "Hello." His father uttered under his breath.

        "Hello, Ms. Benson..." She groaned. We sat in silence. Kendrick held my hand....under the table. He tried to make me relax, but I couldn't.

        "Why don't we eat?" Kendrick asked.

        "Sounds like an excellent idea, right Helen." His father sighed as he read the newspaper. His mother exited and came back with plates of food. She placed them in front of us.

        "Would you like me to help?" I asked her, but she gave me the evil stare again and forced a smile.

        "No thanks." She sighed as she exited into the kitchen and came back with the last of the plates. She set them down and demanded that we eat. We all did as she said. I tried to just look at my food, but it was hard. I felt her eyes on me," So Kristina....what have you been up to? You know...except having sex with my son?" His mom groaned. I suddenly began choking...Kendrick patted me on the back.

        "Mom!" Kendrick snapped.

        "What?" She hissed as she took a sip of her wine.

        "Please, Mrs. Cartwright...understand that I'm not that type of girl..." I added.

        "Don't tell me what type of girl you are...I already know! You're a traditional slut!" She words slapped me.

        "Helen....that was uncalled for!" Kendrick's dad growled at her. I felt Kendrick hold my hand tighter. He glanced at my face every few seconds to make sure I wasn't going to cry. I wasn't. I was holding the tears in.

        "Listen here, Helen!" I snapped at her. I stood up from my seat," I'm not gonna sit here and let you call me names....you don't even know me!" I slowly sat back down. Everyone was quiet...and looked at me in shock. Even I was shocked. What had came over me? I've never talked to an adult like that. She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off," I love your son...and he loves me. And whatever we do together is OUR business, but I want you to know we haven't had sex yet...and it'll be a while before we actually do....so please...don't hating me."

        "I don't hate you..." She sighed.

        "Really?" I smiled.

        "I don't like you either." She scoffed. I frowned again, but she smirked at me," But I respect you....and I'm sorry for calling you a traditional slut." She added.

        "Sorry for going off on you." I sighed. She just nodded.

        "Can we eat now?" Mr. Cartwright asked.

        "Yes...if it's okay with Kristina?" Mrs. Cartwright smirked at me. I just nodded and we all started eating again. I felt Kendrick's lips press against my cheek. I smiled....this was...nice.