… So there we were , Dean and I, getting dressed in the dark possessed with nervous laughter. My impeding fate was a mother who'd come home while I was having sex with my boyfriend. This would be the first time she'd meet him. I figured that I had a decent chance of remaining alive; my mom had only spanked me five times, never spanked me while she was still angry, and let last time when I was 11-years-old. So I was not really worried about my physically well being, but I was worried about the how she viewed me now. I could see in now... The house would now be filled with the chill of her anger. She would mutter under her breathe that dinner was ready instead of the joyful announcement that I loved. Maybe she would still love me but she wouldn't like me, trust me or be nice to me anymore. At fourteen these thoughts were not articulated yet but my overwhelming fear said it all.
Dean and I slowly walked up the basement steps with our eyes fixed to the floor. My mom greeted Dean by saying, "Get out!" I was so grateful that he'd gotten off so easy; he gets to go home to a mom that thinks it's cute that he's sexually active. I wasn't sure if my mom, a true Taurus, would flip out and start whaling on the both of us, or give him a verbal lashing. I glanced at him as I heard his voice "Excuse me ma'ma, my friend dropped me off and will pick me up in two hours. I need to stay…"
Let me break down my thoughts for you:
- Is he crazy? My mom is shooting out fire from her eyes because you just had sex with her daughter and now you think she cares how you get home?
- Is he stupid? You just got a free pass to enjoy living without being maimed but instead you insist on staying in my mother's presence for two more hours?
- He's a liar? You told me that you were just stopping by for a few minutes when you asked to come over. You didn't talk to your friend before he left so you must planned it out in advance!
- He's so selfish! Now you've made the incredible hulk madder and I'm going to pay dearly for your error in judgment.
- I don't care! I'm okay if my mom socks you because you deserve it.
My mom's heart starting pounding out of her chest; her nostrils flared as she took a deep breath. With a snarl she managed to maintain her composure and said something like, "I am really angry right now. If you continue to stand here I'm not sure that I will be able to control my actions. It is better for you to leave now. Get out now!!!" With that he grabbed his jacket and rushed to the door. I think it took him two seconds to make his escape.
Now I was all alone with her, having no idea what to do or what to expect I just stood still; I continued avoiding eye contact, and waited for her to make the next move. Her instruction to me were similar to Dean's, she was not sure what she was capable of and that I needed to get out of her sight immediately. Instantly my knees buckled as I grew faint; I'd never been so scared in my life. I wobbled and swayed as I walked to the stairs. My body was trying to shut down and fall out but I willed myself up stairs by literally crawling. I knew that fainting would qualify as disobedience in her sight and I had to do whatever it took to make it to the sanctuary that was previously known as me bedroom. I made it to the landing and continued to crawl until I closed the door and pulled myself up to the bed. I did not know how much my room would protect me but I had to count my blessing that I'd made it this far. I knew this would be a long day but I thought the worst was behind me because my mom would eventually calm down.
That was until I heard the front door open and I heard a growling, snarling voice yell,
WHERE IS HE?!!!
WHERE IS SHE?!!!
…To be continued…