You're Mine (GXG) -Completed/Re-Editing-

TWENTY ONE: finale , part 2

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I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE FINALE OF MY GIRLFRIEND BECKY: YOU ARE MINE !!!

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BECKY POV

I admitted defeat, but the taste was so sweet. Neither was intending to give in, and I knew that if I was going to lose, I wanted to do it with pride.

After all, what were the JONES without their pride?

My reward? I was sitting in their more modest than I expected a living room that had a view of both the kitchen and another bedroom, waiting for her to come out, or more like, for Mrs. Roberts, now Mrs. Katherine, to bring her out.

Suddenly, a little girl comes out of a room. She was brunette like her mother's, had big eyes like her sisters. She looked at me, and I returned the favor, but she didn't flinch. Didn't budge from the presence of a stranger. Instead, she was inspecting me. Then, with a "hmph" and a hair flip, she walks away.

That cheeky thing!

When I finally hear Sonya's voice from another room, I look away from the door only to jolt right up from my seat when a small hand touches me.

-" You smell nice," she says, in her squeaky little girl voice.

Ever since Annelise, I have never approached a kid before.

I manage a smile. " Thank you"

-" Who are you? " her eyes were gawking at me, curiously.

It has been a long time since I've seen so much innocence. I open my mouth to reply when Sonya's voice shocks me from behind.

-" What are you doing here ?"

She was in her pj's, her hair was messy, typically after sleep. Her eyes didn't weaver from mine, defiantly: she really didn't care one bit. Meanwhile, I was all trimmed in my full rich lesbian brat attire. My brown hair was just above my shoulders, done by my personal hair styler, my suit was tailored just for me from Europe, and my shoes, imported from Milan. My body was draped in a fresh smell of French cologne.

I could finally see it.

The gap.

I stretch my arm, my hand barely touching hers, and her eyes flicker at the contact.

-" I came to claim you. Officially "

I look at Mrs. Katherine, who nods. After a long, anticipatory wait, she invites me to stay for lunch.

It was overwhelming. Unlike how I imagined it to be. Lina was gazing at me from across the table, Sonya, who has dressed up, was never meeting my eyes, and if it was not for Mrs. Katherine, I would have already choked on my water.

This was the first time I officially meet her, but I could definitely see her in Sonya.

When we were done, we sit for some time at the table. Before she finally speaks:

-" So you want to date my daughter ?"

-" Yes Mrs. Katherine "

-" We still need to talk " She interjects, but Mrs. Katherine gives her a look, and she caves in.

-" I have heard of what happened from my eldest, and it is still hard for me to understand you-"

My mouth opens to protest but she cuts me in.