Mafia's Medicine

17

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 17: 𝚄𝚜

𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜'𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚟.

"Love wake up" The familiar voice said.

"Um 5 more minutes" I groaned and turned to other side.

Soon I was lifted from my bed and woke up.

"What the hell Sebastian!" I said and wring my arms around his neck to not to fall.

He ignored me and went to my bathroom and put me on my feet.

"Get ready" he said and smiled.

"Why you smiling?" I asked him narrowing my eyes at him.

"You look beautiful with your morning face" he said still smiling.

"I look like rotten cabbage eaten by rats right now" I said and scoffed and he laughed.

"Go out you ruined my sleep~" I whined and he chuckled.

"Go let me get ready" I said and he went out of bathroom.

"Let get ready" I said to myself.

I brushed my teeth and then stripped out of my clothes and went to shower.

I grab my shampoo and lather my hair with it. I squeezed the conditioner on my hand and apply it on my hair.

I started to sing.
"You light me up inside"

"Like the fourth of july, whenever you're around"

"I always seem to smile"

I rinsed out the conditioner from my hair. I washed my body with my favorite rose scent body wash.

I turn the shower off and came out.

I grabbed my black robe and wore it. I then put the towel on my head.

Then I start to do my skin routine.

"I need a gangsta to love me better"

"Then all the others do"

"To always forgive me ride or die with me"

"That's what jus gangsta do"

"Why you need a gangsta when you have the mafia!" Sebastian yelled from the outside.

I screamed and my moisturizer fell from my hand into the sink.

"For got sake! Don't fucking scare me like that and get the fuck out of my room!" I yelled back.

This asshole will get a fish slap from me!

"Okay okay chill" he said and I scoffed.

"Out!" I yelled again and heard door closing.

"Asshole" I said and completed my skin routine.

After that I dried my hair and exit out of my bathroom.

"Fuck you!" I screamed and throw the nearest thing at him.

I tightened my robe and glare at him.

He was sitting at bed smiling. The book which was nearest thing hit him on right his forehead.