Father

So, my dad hates Felix.

It's not just an ordionary hatred of your daughters boy friend, it's way more. He *hates* him. He told me, about 2 months ago this is, that I wasn't to bring Felix to his house anymore. I didn't answer him. He went out, Felix and I packed up our things and left.

For 1 month we didn't talk at all. I fully expected a phone call and a sincere WTF from him, but I didn't. I figured that he understood that he upset me and was letting me cool off.

So after this we start talking again, he comes and sees me at work etc. One day I mention Felix and he goes *very* quiet. "Okay", I think "You don't want to be hearing about him, I won't discuss him with you".

Then comes this opportunity to go to Dubai, because Felix got an awesome job. I tell dad we're going *soon* and he goes quiet again, but I assume he has heard me, and I go on my merry way.

Cut to this week, dad calls up and says "wanna have tea on Friday night?" And I say, "Well, Daddy. I think Felix and I are going to Dubai this week, so that won't be possible."

Que shit-storm. Dad goes nuts. Not only at me, but when my mum went to pick up my brother my dad cornered her and went nuts at her too. So now she's upset and wants me to make happy with him before we leave. FUCK THAT! I'm not going to reward him for calling my boyfriend a CUNT!

Would you, if your parent hated your lover to the core, act happy with them?

It's not only that he hates Felix so much, he also refers to my mother as "The Slut". I don't take kindly to people being rude to the people I love most, I don't care how much you hate them, you love them because I do.

And now I'm moving a million miles away. Fuck him.