He Will Regret Me

Lets Meet The Parents!

I adjust the slim red dress that hugs me tightly. I glance at myself in the mirror. Red dress, brown hair cascading over my shoulders in curls (with a touch of a red head band), red lipstick, and black heels. Am I prepared to meet Dereck's parents?

I think, I am...I mean....I'm dressed right....right?

I look at my self self consciously. I'm just overthinking it. Dereck's parents will like me, and allow me to keep dating their son. Or I sure hope so...

My phone buzzes with a message.

'Ready?'

I type a reply back.

'As I'll ever be'

I go out the door and Dereck is waiting for me. When I get in I can tell how nervous he is about this. I mean any sane person would be, right? He is constantly running a hand through his hair and he is gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles are white.

I lay a hand on his shoulder, and reassure him. " It'll be fine." I say looking into his eyes. He gives me a half smile and nods.

He starts to drive and we sit in silence for a little while. Then we arrive at the restaurant, and I look at Dereck, he is clutching the steering wheel and looking straight ahead.

I get out and it seemed to snap him out of his reverie.

He gets out, I grab his hand and give it a small squeeze, he looks at his feet.

When we walk in I spot his parents right away. I mean his dad is like a bigger version of him, brown hair, olive skin, same type of chin. Almost a replica. And his mom, had brownish blonde hair that hung halfway down her back in luscious curls, with pale skin.

When we walk up hand in hand, his mom eyes viciously, like I was going to kill him and she knew it. His dad smiles up at us "Hey son! Come. Have a seat." He says and pats the seat beside him.

Dereck let go of my hand and went to sit next his dad and I sat to the seat next to his.

His mom narrows her eyes and the smiles, obviously fake. "Darling, it's so nice to meet you!" His mom purrs. "Hi, nice to meet you too. I'm Kayla." I tell her back.

She smiles " Why, I know that silly! I mean Dereck has told me so much about you!"

I nod. " Oh, where's my manners? I'm Sandra Brown. And he is my husband, John Brown." She says with fake enthusiasm.

I smile and Dereck is looking at me with a small smile.

The waiter walks up and asks " hello. What would you like to drink?"

Sandra smiles and puts her menu down "Water with a lemon would be just fine."

"Coke." John says.

" Coke." Dereck says.

" Tea." I say. Just to seem fancy.

He nods and walks away.

"So. Kayla? Do you play any sports or have any after school activities?" Sandra asks.

" I used to art club, and drama club, but I quit it." I say. Dereck looks at me with a look that said that he didn't know that.

" And what is the reason for that?" She says and cups her chin her hand like she is amused.

"Too much....school drama, you can say."I say and the waiter comes back and gives our drinks. I mutter a thank you and accept my scolding hot tea.

" Yes. I understand. No one likes drama." She says and sips her water carefully.

" So. What do you plan on doing in the future?" She asks. Dereck glares at her. She smiles innocently. His dad sips his coke.

The waiter comes back and asks for our orders. I ordered a salad with a steak. Sandra orders a fillet mignon. John orders a cheeseburger with homemade fries. Dereck orders barbecue ribs.

I finally answer the question. " Well... I planned on going to college, and then finding a career that suits me."

Sandra nods. John glances over at us every once in awhile like we're a ticking time bomb about to explode.

In no time our food has arrived. And everything is quiet but the scraping of our forks on our plates.

Sandra smiles "That was quite delicious." She dabs a napkin at her mouth.

I agree. Dereck pipes in "Yes, if you guys don't mind I'm going to the bathroom." He says and gets up.

I get up too. " I need to powder my nose."

I go and use it and wash my hands. Sandra bursts in and narrows her eyes with a frown.

" Okay. Listen." Her "kind" voice from earlier as dissipated completely.

I look at her.

" I don't like you. I don't think your right for my son. And I'm here to tell you now, that I don't care about your's or his opinion. Because your going to ruin his future" Sandra crosses her arms,I looked at her I mean really looked at her.Small lines of wrinkles embedded under her eyes, small silver strands of gray in her hair. She seems like a normal, mother who's trying to raise her son the right way.

I nod my head " I understand why your telling me this. But I really like Dereck."

She narrows her eyes again and her mouth twists up into what seems like a smile, a

Vicious smile.

"You know, Kayla, I could pay for you to go to this so called college."

She's trying to bribe me.

"Oh really?" I say.

She nods "Yes. And on one condition."

"And what is that?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"Just simply break up with Dereck."

I seen it coming.

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