Chapter 30

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~Dallas Jr's POV~

I brought my girlfriend Abby to meet mom and dad.

I could tell she was really nervous to meet them.

"Don't be nervous babe. It's gonna be ok. They'll love you" I said trying to comfort her

"ok but what if they don't like me" she said

"babe they'll like you I promise"

"ok but I'm still nervous"

"babe don't be there not gonna bite your head off"

"how do you know, your dad's Dallas Winston the meanest and toughest greaser in this town"

"he isn't mean anymore babe my mom changed his life forever"

"ok fine I believe you"

I then kissed her and took her inside.

Mom and dad were sitting on the couch and my sister was sitting on the floor.

I sat in the recliner chair and pulled Abby on my lap.

"Hey mom dad this is my girlfriend Abby" I said

"well it's nice to finally meet you Abby I've heard a lot about you" mom said "yeah he never shuts up bout you" dad said

"it gets annoying" my sister said

"Catherine Marie Winston be nice" mom said

"whatever" she said and went to her room and slammed the door.

"ignore my sister she's just well let's just say she don't like you but my mom and dad like you right mom and dad" I said to Abby and my parents.

"yeah" mom said.

Abby leaned over and whispered in my ear "where's the restroom" I pointed down the hall and she got up and walked there.

Then dad got up and said "I'll go talk to Catherine"

"ok" mom said.

Then he went to talk to her.

"Mom can I talk to you about something" I asked

"sure what's up" she said

"well Abby's parents are kicking her out because they think she needs to go out on her own and I was wondering if she could stay here for awhile just until she finds a place to live"

"that fine I don't care"

"thanks mom."

Abby then walked out of the bathroom and sat back on my lap.

"You get to live her with me for awhile babe" I said to her

"omg really" she asked

"yeah mom just agreed to let you stay for awhile"

"yay I love you"

"I love you too"

Then I kissed her.

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