My Life Turned Red

Remeber that Formal Dinner?

Raph is bold Lillie is underlined and bold.
Raph's POV:
       Meeting Lillie's parents had been a big step. It had been a week, I still only  came over when no one was home though. With her parents knowledge of course.
          I was beating the shit out of a bag when my phone buzzed.
Hey remember that dinner my parents told y about
Um yeah
Well they want that tonight @ 7ish
It's summer, it'll b light out, c if I can go, have to b careful
K get back to me in 5
K
          I take a shower, then go to Master Splinter.
"Yes my son?" He asks as I walk in. I sit across from him.
"Master Splinter, we met Lillie's parents last week."
"Yes."
"And well, they asked me for dinner at their place."
"Okay, you may go, perhaps one day I should meet her parents hmm?"
"Maybe." I say getting up. "Thanks Splinter."
         I text Lillie that I was coming. I put on deodorant and head out the door at 6:45.
         Walking to the front door, I take a deep breath. "You've got this Raph, be polite, but strong." I say, "great I'm talking to myself like Lillie, well a year and half will do that to you." Chuckling a knock on the door before I chicken out and run.
         The door is opened by Mr. Nelson, I was taller then him but not by much, and he was making up for it with those dark eyes of his. Like Lillie's, she looked just like her father. Her brothers looked more like her mother, with their blonde hair and blue eyes.
          "Sir," I say.
"Raphael." He says. "Lillie!" He calls over his shoulder, then stepping aside to let me in. She comes down wearing nice jeans, a purple shirt, white stripes and grey 3/4 sleeves.
          I smile at her and he gives me a hug. We walk into the living room, "my mom's just finishing the potatoes then we'll eat." She says sitting next to him on the couch, her father in the chair.
         "The boys are at friends," she adds.
After a few moments of silence, she breaks the ice. "So how's life?"
        I chuckle, "good," I say.
"So Raphael, tell me about yourself." Mr. Nelson tells me.
"Well, I like fighting," I stop myself that's not how I should put that. "I mean, martial arts, and working out. And spending time with your daughter." I add.
"I see," he narrows his eyes at me.
"Supper's ready!" Mrs. Nelson calls, thankfully.
We eat meatballs, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. I try my best to be polite and answer their questions while not setting off the ticking time bomb that was her father.
"How did you two meet?" Her mom asks, "he was stuck in trash can." Lillie states popping a meatball into her mouth. "Twice." She adds after chewing.
"A trash can?" Mr. Nelson raised and eyebrow,
"Yes, sir, though I wasn't stuck, more like I," searching for a word to save my dignity.
"Couldn't get out?" Lillie suggests, amusement danced in her dark eyes.
"Thanks Lil," I mutter.
"So, where did you two go when you snuck out those nights?" Mr. Nelson asks, eyes never leaving me.
"Just walks, in the woods." Lillie's eyes never leave her fathers as she says this, each not blinking. I've seen Lillie stare off into the distance, she could hold a stare. Her father finally broke and turned back towards me.
"You said you liked violence," he says, "interested in the fights on tv?"
"Yes, sir, been following them when I can." Finally something in common. I can see Lillie breathe a sigh of relief.
Lillie's POV:
After Raph and Dad found some common ground in boxing and wrestling on television, things went a bit smoother. When it was time for Raph to go the weight in the room was lighter.
"Well, Raphael, you seem like a nice young man and have permission to date my daughter." My father says.
"We have been dating for a year and a half now but whatever." I mutter.
"Thank you sir, and um, the food was great Mrs. Nelson." He stutters with the formalities.
"Listen though, you promise me not to involve her in any of your vigilante things. Or else, we'll have an issue, and you don't want that." I glare at my dad as he threatens Raph.
"No sir, let's not have that." He glares at my father with his green eyes, Raph wasn't going to let my father walk over him all the time.
We walk out together, pride flowing through me.
"Way to go, mister, you didn't die," I say.
"Thanks." He says sarcastically.
"I'll see if I can come over tomorrow okay?" I say.
"Okay," He says and leans in for a kiss.
We kiss for a tad longer then we should have but we finally break. "Night," I say as he walks off the porch.
"Night." He says before disappearing into the forest.
I walk back into the house, "Well I don't understand it, but I'm not opposed to you dating him." My mother says.
"Gee thanks Mom," I say plopping down on the couch.
"This won't last long anyways, you'll find a nice human-"
"I don't want to meet some nice human, I like Raph, turtle or not." I snap.
"But he's a turtle you can't have a real relationship with a turtle."
"Watch me!" I fire back and stomp to my room, slamming the door.