Bianca's pov
I spent most of the day locked up in my room, I am still scared that Olivia's brat might attack.
A knock om my door frightened me.
I stood up to open the door and I was happy to see Yolanda in one piece after our late-night adventure.
"Hey" I greeted.
"My Aunt is downstairs" She pouted.
"Really... I wanna properly meet her" I excitedly ran downstairs.
"Hey... Bianca" She greeted.
"Hi" I replied with a smile.
She looked at me for a while before turning back to Aunt Olivia.
They seemed to be having a deep conversation about some adult staff, I don't know.
I went back upstairs only to find Yolanda lying on my bed scrolling through her smartphone.
"What's the occasion?" I asked.
"Nothing, we can take a stroll in the neighborhood" She suggested.
"Please get my sneakers and let's move" I implored
* * *
We walked around the blocks as Yolanda showed me places.
"Are we going to talk about yesterday's fight or not?" She asked.
"Not" I swallowed hard.
"Why not?" She asked.
I didn't reply.
"Look Bianca I care about you a lot and I can already tell that the violence will end well" She spoke.
"I can't control it" I answered back.
"You can't or you won't? You beat up your blood cousin last night!" She sighed heavily
"I was intoxicated" I backed myself up.
"Were you also intoxicated on your first day of school or when you thought I told the whole school about you?" She asked.
"No" I mumbled.
"Come on, You not worth lousy fights" She spoke tagging her hand around my shoulder.
"And you are way too pretty too" She smiled.
"Fine I'll put a stop to it" I declared.
"Thank you" She kissed the top of my head.
Tall mother fucker.
"I came out to the aunt today" She laughed lightly.
"OMG you did?! How was it?" I asked.
"Not that hard, apparently she has always known I am not straight" She laughed.
"Aww that's cute" I pouted.
My phone rang interrupting our conversation.
"Shh!" I whispered answering my call.
"Hey, mother!" I spoke excitedly.
"You sound very good, Wuu" She laughed.
"I'll confess, Yeah I am happy" I giggled.
"I missed your call, what was it about?" She asked.
"So you were not going to call and check up on me?" I asked annoyed.
"Chantel... Of course, I was..."
"Don't call me that!" I snapped interrupting her.
"Easy with me!" Replied in defense mode.
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