Love Notes

Chapter 20-Maverick



Saying goodnight to Charlie, was harder than hell. I’ve gotten to the point that I always want to be near her. Her dad never came out of the office, and her mom never made another appearance.

I will say that the look on their faces when they first set eyes on me piss me off. It was as if I’m too good for their daughter. If anything, she's the one that is too good for me.

That moment at dinner I will never ever forget. How could a father speak to his daughter that way? I doubt that I earned any points with her dad for sticking up for her, but I couldn’t let that go. Not by a long shot.

I was absolutely mortified, and my heart ached for her.

The minute I walk into the house my mom is waiting for me and I know she is dying for details. Of course I have to talk to her. I need to understand.

I greet my mom with a kiss on the cheek, and plop down beside her. I don’t even give her a chance to ask me how it went. I immediately start in on the tale and the events of the evening. The reaction to me arriving, to her dad and the silverware comment. I see my mom's eyes bulge, and they look as if they are about to pop out of her head. I can tell she’s just as upset as I am. Something I can always depend on. As soon as I’m finished talking she’s perplexed, and I can tell she’s choosing her words carefully.

“I can’t even fathom ever speaking to you that way, let alone a daughter if I had one. Maverick, you must treat her with care. There is no telling what she has been through. Make sure that everything you feel is real, and honest. I know you and your heart. You have never spoken about a girl before. I know she must be special. However, having said that, go slow and take your time with her. I know how hard that is for you. When you want something, you dive head first and consequences be damned. You can’t do that this time.”

“So, if I told you that I already told her I loved her and I meant every word, what would you say?”

I’m a little concerned about her reaction, but she only sighs. “Look, if you said it, then I know that you believe it and mean it. What did she say when you told her?”

“She said she loved me too, and I told her she didn’t have to say it back. She said she meant it, and I believe her. I felt it.”

“All I ask is that you bring her over one night so I can meet her.”

I couldn’t help but be excited over the prospect of Charlie meeting my parents.

“Cool, will do. Thanks for the talk mom. Night.”

Lying in bed my thoughts drift to Charlie and having her meet my parents for the first time. I know they will love her and see what I do in her.

From what I saw this evening, she doesn't have anyone in her corner telling her how awesome she is. Everyone needs that. I didn't want to piss her dad off, but damn it I couldn't let him talk to her like that.

She seemed so taken a back that anyone would stand up for her.

To see a mother just sit there and not say a thing, to pretend not to hear anything, when their child was criticized is unfathomable to me.

Well guess what? I'm up for the challenge.





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