Ünknown Number <3 || vinnie hacker

chapter nine.

precious's pov

i hit vinnie across the head

he groaned. "ouch what was that for?"

"you're making them think i want you"

"you do want me though," he laughed while opening the door to his car for me

i attempted to hide my smile but failed when he pointed my chin to look at him

"we just made out for 2 minutes straight do you really wanna act like you don't want me"

his veiny hands were still holding my chin making it impossible to look away

he stood outside his car holding the door open with his other hand while i sat in his car facing him

"cat got your tongue?"

"stfu nobody even says that anymore," i laughed while moving his hand off of me

"wow," he gasped

he made his way to the driver's seat and started backing out of the parking space we were in

i watched intently as he put his arm around my seat and angled his body to where he could see behind him

"you're actually so fine"

he shook his head trying not to show what my compliment did to him

"do you want me to wreck this car?"

"maybe," i smiled innocently

"shut up"

he successfully backed out and drove me to my house stopping at my drive way. my dad's car was there signaling my dad and older brother, naasir, were probably home now.

"who's parked here?" vinnie asked pulling up beside my dad's ugly ass mini van

"it's just my dad coming back from bringing my older brother home"

my mood changed at the mention of my brother

vinnie noticed my anxious expression

"are you okay?" he asked concerned putting a hand on my thigh for support

"shut up. that's a story for another time," i smiled at his small gesture. "i'll text you later tonight"

"wait nooo i don't want you to leave yet," he whined

"boy we've been out for hours. my social battery is ran out," i whined too matching his energy

he sighed obviously giving up

"kiss goodbye?"

"in your dreams hacker"

and with that i got out of his car and walked into my house

i closed the door and looked it softly behind me trying not make any noise

"where were you?!"

my older brother's voice shouted viciously

"don't yell at your sister like that!" my dad defended me coming out of his room

"guys please stop yelling," i mumbled

"i asked you a question," naasir growled

my dad walked in front of me to shield naasir's gaze from me

"i'll send you back to juvie!" he growled back threatening him

(hehehe "growled")

naasir pushed a vase over in anger and walked over to the picture of my mom hanging on the wall