Melinda really wasn't looking forward to going to see her parents. She hadn't talked to them all that much since she'd arrived in Kansas. She had her reasons. It was just strange that they were so much younger. It was also strange that they didn't even really have a clue as to what the future held. Okay, maybe they had a clue, but they didn't know her. they didn't know what it'd been like raising her and for her growing up. She didn't know what to think, but she knew that they were still her parents. It was easy to see. She didn't really know what to think about them. Last she'd seen her family it hadn't been the most pleasant of experiences. It had been her own fault, but still. It was hard to go from having been avoiding her family to having to try and be around them and get along with them because they don't have a clue about the future. She didn't know that she was going to tell them about the situation in the future. About her dating the demon and how it had caused such a big fight. She didn't want to tell them, really.
Melinda was pretty sure that whatever her mom had to say wasn't going to help the headache that had been nagging at her. That was why she'd put off going to see her parents as long as she could. She couldn't put it off forever, though. Melinda had become best friends with water during the course of the day. After she'd left Adam's that was. That was the other bit she wasn't going to tell her parents, or her aunt for that matter. That was something that could stay between her and him. It was weird, honestly. She wasn't sure how to treat it at the moment. Her thoughts on it kind of bounced around and it was hard to settle on one. She thought that thus far she had done pretty well, though. She hadn't acted too weird yet. It was a bit weird, though. She wasn't quite sure how to act. she was going to figure it out, though. Adam was her friend, no matter what.
With her head at just a dull ache that was nagging, Melinda headed for her parents' apartment in the complex. She'd already gone and gotten her shoe from Adam (missing that would have been a bit hard to explain). Melinda wasn't trying to impress anyone at the moment in her sweatpants, her hair was in a ponytail. If she had a choice in the matter she probably would have skipped this lecture all together, but it wasn't an option. She respected her parents enough that there was no way she'd do that. Didn't mean that she dreaded this lecturing any less.
It didn't take her long at all to reach the their apartment. Lifting her hand, Melinda knocked, fighting back a yawn. "Mom, Dad, it's Mel."