2 weeks later
Ma: hey
S: hey
Ma: I have a quick question.
S: go for it.
Ma: are those real tattoos on your hand?
S: this?
Ma: mhm
S: if I tell you this you swear you won't say a fucking word
Ma: yes ma'am
S: they are.
Ma: you lying
S: nope. Do everything you can to take it off or whatever. It's not gonna work.
Ma: oop well purr. Anyways I gotta get to class so.
S: same, bye.
Ma: bye
She gave me a peck on my cheek
I blushed
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S: ok can we talk about the fact that you fucked Natalie's dad
Ma: Stormi, swear to god, like on your life you'll never tell anyone.
S: that you fucked Natalie's dad-
Ma: I'm serious
S: mhm
Ma: this is like- like- even if you decide to hate me one day you can never tell anyone.
S: why would I ever hate you
Ma: that's not the point. Like seriously this some deep grave shit
S: I promise
Ma: ok
S: do you think Natalie knows?
Ma: why would she know
S: I mean you saw her at the carnival like she didn't say anything to you or anything
Ma: no. I didn't even notice she was there
S: mm. If ima be honest Natalie's scary. That whole fucking family is scary
Ma: Stormi. I really don't wanna have this conversation.
S: you know what would be amazing, if they pay you a bunch of money, and could go off and do a bunch of cool shit
Ma: Stormi this isn't a joke
S: I know I know I'm sorry
I don't know why Maddie wouldn't trust me. Or why she would think I would hate her. There's literally nothing in the world Maddie can do to make me mad. I even told her that.
Ma: yeah right
S: no fr. It's true.
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Having a mafia dad
Ficção AdolescenteA story about you, Stormi Polibio, growing up with a mafia dad which is Mattia Polibio. Your mom died when you were 1 month old because she got shot at a grocery store robbery. You have a very overprotective dad and 2 very overprotective uncles. Al...
