𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗰.𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝐫

𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗼𝗻𝗲

JULY 10th

CONNIES APT

SOMETIME IN BETWEEN 3-5am

Still smothering Connie in your kisses between laughter, his hands comfortably sat on your ass holding it firmly.

That was until you both heard bangs on his apartment door. Stopping mid kiss, face against his cheek Connie groaned knowing exactly who and what it was.

"Well who is it?" you whispered into his cheek. "My fucking mom leaving my siblings here so she can do fuck shit. I'm so sorry baby." he sighed leaving his hands rubbing up and down your ass as he sat you both up.

"Um want me to go home? Or play sleep incase you don't want me to meet them yet?" you asked giving him a soft smile and slipping off of him and sitting on the bed.

"No come open the door with me" Connie got out of bed walking out, you slowly followed behind hoping you wouldn't seem sleazy to his mother.

Unlocking his door and opening it, there stood a short brownskin woman with her hair in a low bun, behind her a maybe 12-13 year old darkskin girl with a big poof in the back of her head and beside her a small lightskinned boy with green eyes with subtle hints of brown, he looked just like Connie except with small curls at the top of his head.

"Mijo, antes que te enojes conmigo, quiero que sabes que te amo mucho, e no mas tienes cuidarlos por un semana nada mas, e luego tu papa las va recoger." not noticing you until after her rapidly trying to explain herself to Connie.

( son before you get mad at me, i want you to know I love you very much, you only need to take care of them for a week nothing more, and then your father will come get them )

"Ella es la que tu abuela hablaba si? Ella es muy linda, si me gusta para ti." waving to you, you waved back. Connie yet to respond rubbing his temples, you rubbed his back, deciding to speak to his mother not sure if you'd be overstepping.

( translation: she is the one who spoke w ya grandma? Shes very pretty i like her for you)

"Thank you Mrs. Springer, and yes I'm the one who spoke with, I believe you or your husbands mother. If you'd like I can make something for your kids and give you and Constance space to talk" A semi-drunk smile plastering her face which pissed Connie off.

His grown ass mother was leaving her 13 and 4 year old at her 20 year old sons apartment so she could drink, gamble and do god knows what.

"Si si llevalos" she stepped aside gesturing for them to come in which they did, both kids looking you up and down trying to analyze you. Trying to figure if you would be a trustworthy character in their lives.

(yes yes take them)

Deciding your aura was good enough they both gave you a weary smile, the girl, Mariela, Connie had told you that was her name, she seemed very intrigued by you, dressed in her brothers clothes, at his house being kind.

Whenever she'd run into Connie's 'little friends' they were always very mean or trying to convince her to ask Connie to cut the girl some sort of check. She knew her brother got money and how but she knew better than to tap into what she shouldn't.