Abandonment Issues?

So, this weekend was an absolute bust.
I was actually kinda looking forward to it....yup....no....just....no.
This was the worst weekend I've had in quite awhile, considering I've just about lost everything good I had going for me.
Let's re-cap...shall we?

SATURDAY
Saturday was actually kind of boring. I mean, I think that the most exciting bit was going and buying jumbo freezies. OH. I worked. I worked for 5 hours. What commitment...


SUNDAY
Ohhhhh boy, this is where it gets bad.
Sunday, my dads friend was getting married, and my mom and dad were gone from 2pm, till about 2am...or so i thought. Because I was under the impression that they wouldn't be home until 2am, I invited the guy that Im sorta-kinda with, Chris. You know....brown eyes. :)
ANYWAYS. He came over after reffing in St. Catherines, meaning he didn't get round to my house until about 11pm. So he got here, and we went for a coffee, so that I wasn't falling asleep on the poor guy.
When we eventually got back to my house, we went to the basement where the TV is, and began watching Four Christmases...mind you, not such a bad film! Around 12:30am, I heard the door open, and the same look of pure fear washed across our faces.
I tried sneaking him out, but in the end we got caught, and my dad took his license, and made all these threats, and he's basically scared shitless now, and says that we can't continue, because he's scared.
THAT FUCKING HURTS.
We only got caught when he came to my house, so if I just continued going to HIS house like before, we won't get caught again...