Part 2
I was dating this man for about 6 years after my last boyfriend, it’s been almost five years since the last incident , and just like my last boyfriend he wanted to meet my parents, begging me to take him to them so I did, I told them he was a cop but they still wanted to see him so I invited him. We drove to my parents house wondering how this was going to end. We parked in the garage as I leaned in for a kiss cause I know it’s going to be the last, we walked upstairs and knocked on the door, I was more nervous for my family then for him. “Hello honey, who’s this delicious piece of meat”
“Mom, please”
“I’m Nate ”
“Nice to meet you handsome dinners is almost ready”, we walked as my brothers were setting the table, my father was cooking and my mother and sister was baking cake, “your house is beautiful”
“Thank you, we try”, I walked him over to the couch and gave him the remote but it was stuck on American horror story apocalypse, “your family is great”
“Glad you like them”
“I should have brung gifts”
“No your good”, we watched about two happens before my mother called us to the table, “everything looks great”
“Thank you Nate, sit and let’s pray, honey go ahead”
“To our lord and savior we are thankful for the delicious meal in front of us, give us health and wealth, amen”, we started passing the food around getting how much we wanted as I skipped the meat and passed it to Nate, “thank you”, as I watched as he picked up a giant thigh then passed it to my sister, they watched as he took a large bite of the thigh as I could see my brothers laughing and was ready to kill him. “It’s spicy”
“Do you feel anything”
“I do feel sick like I want to throw up”
“Go ahead” as she gave the words to my brothers, my oldest ran ran over and tried stabbing him but Nate punched him in the throat as my other brother and father ran to him, throwing punches with his knuckle rings but Nate dodged them throwing my little brother into the tv and knocking my dad out with the glass bottle on the table, “you fucking whore”, as my mother gripped my hair slapping me then running towards Nate with a sharp butcher knife stabbing him in his arm but was then knocked backwards into the hot stove knocking a hot pot of mash potatoes on herself. My sister grabbed the gun from the draw and tried shooting but it jammed as Nate walked up to her and took the gun out her hand slapping her with it. He picked them up one by one and carried them into the basement locking the front door and the door that lead outside. “I’m glad you told me”
“I was done with their bullshit”
“So this mean you gone marry me”
“Of course I will, love you more then anything”, we left out locking all the doors and windows leaving the gas on and as we pulled off the house lit up like forth of July, was I sad yes but was I happy with him hell yes and now I didn’t have to do their dirty work.
