6. Who's She?

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      Frank made Billie stop at a department store to buy me a few clothes. He kept insisting and at first I tried to get the cheapest things possible, but Frank wanted to keep embarrassing me so I just got whatever I wanted. Which of course he didn’t seem to bothered paying my $450 shopping spree. He just kept telling me You can have whatever you want my child! Plah! It made me want to throw up. I can’t believe I’m actually blood related to this.. moron. I got some cute CONSERVITIVE outfits with a pair of cute flats. Of course Billie wanted to help by picking out some skanky shirts and hooker heels. Alright to other girls they’re probably normal. It looked like some of the stuff those preps wear. Then again what is normal.

“Unicorns!” Frank said running up to a stand displaying stuffed unicorn animals. Clearly this guy does not fit the normal quota. He nearly terrified a little girl as he ran beside her with joy pulling one from the stand to his chest. “Billie! Look!”

“Yeah Tre… it’s gorgeous.” He said nonchalantly as me and him stood watching. I rolled my eyes and pulled my hand to my forehead making my bags hide my face. “Aww Tristy you don’t wanna get into that unicorn action?” He asked. I turned my eyes to him then lowered my hand.

“No, can we just go… before the whole mall knows he’s my father?” he chuckled and turned to Frank.

“Tre! Let’s go buddy! Buy the unicorn and we’ll meet you at the exit ok?” Tre nodded with a grin of a five year old child and hurried to the counter.

“Dear god.” I said under my breath as Billie and I walked to the front doors. Billie leaned against the door and stared at me. “What?! Why do you always stare at me?” I asked raising an eyebrow. He just grinned then looked to his feet before back to me.

“I don’t know.. It’s just different having you around; like I can see a difference in Tre and stuff. The atmosphere in the house.” I gave him a confused look. “I know Tre seems a bit out there right now, obviously.” He gestured to him. Frank was at the register making the unicorn run on the black strip to the register. “But I can really tell a difference in him.”

“What is he much crazier and brain dead?” He chuckled.

“It’s hard to describe.” He looked around sucking through his back teeth making a slight clicking noise as if searching for an answer. “Eh whatever it is, I’m glad you came.”

“Are you? Hitting on me?” I scrunched my eyebrows. He about fell backwards through the door as I surprised him.

“What!? No nonononono..” He started shaking his hands. “That’s NOT what I’m doing I’m just saying for Tre’s sake.. I didn’t mean anything like that! I promise! I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable at the house either!” He gulped. I formed a smile out of the corner of my mouth to let him know I was joking.

“I’m only teasing.. I just wanted to see you squirm a bit.” He grinned.

“I think you and I are gonna be good friends.”

“Don’t get your hopes up.” I said looking back to Frank who was walking to us. I could still see him smiling from the corner of my eyes.

“Lets go!” Tre said strutting proudly past us with a new unicorn to his side. I smiled a bit after he past. I couldn’t help it. Billie’s mouth flew open in excitement as he pointed. I made an evil face and smacked his hand away. He just smiled and patted my head with one hand and held the door open with the other. We made our way to Billie’s car and returned to Franks. There was a small expensive looking black car in the driveway. “Samantha!” When the car shut off Frank quickly hopped out and walked to a black headed girl getting out of her car. She was wearing a skimpy tight black skirt, a low cut shirt and small black leather jacket. She had several colored tattoos covering her arms.

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