Locked Out and In Love
The guy that I’d gone on a few dates with introduced me to his parents, things went well, or so I thought.
He drives me home, and we end up talking and drinking a few beers, I didn’t want him on the road with any alcohol in his system, and I enjoyed his company, so we end up hanging out until 3 am. His mom starts blowing up his phone, demanding that he comes home, so he drives himself home to find that he’s been locked out of his house. His mom said that he can sleep outside, he shouldn’t be spending time with someone like me (still don’t know what she meant by that), and that I’m “just another stop on the p*ssy train”. He tells her not to talk about me like that, to which she says “When you’re under my roof, I’ll say whatever I want about whoever I want!” so he picks up his phone, calls me, asks if he can stay at my place for a little while.
It’s been seven years, we’re engaged, have a dog, a cat, and a happy life.