MY STEPMOM AND I

Chapter 4

Cassie POV

I heard Heaven groaning not the groan that shouts pain. The one that obviously says 'I'm lazy,I need someone to lean on'.Yep, that's the kind. I'm actually sipping my coffee and that makes me feel relaxed. I'm not going to work today... it's going to be my off day to relax and get inspiration. I'm a fashion designer and I need to be creative and inspired.

"Dad,are you home?" Little brat called as she came to the living room. I sighed inwardly and braced myself for the oncoming dispute that was bound to happen. As soon as she saw me,she quickened her steps to the kitchen and I turned back to my cup of coffee.

"Okay,this is it. Let's strike a deal" she countered as she walked back to the living room. I ignored the statement and continued sipping my coffee.

"I'm sure you can hear me" she shouted a little more but I cared less. This attitude seemed to infuriate her the more.
"What's your problem. I'm trying to pass an information across and you are ignoring me. Are you deaf?"

Did that brat just say 'deaf'
"What on Earth is your stress. I didn't disturb you and now you're disturbing mine. I don't want to be involved with you. As you can see that I'm minding my own cup of tea..oops..I meant coffee" I declared and continued sipping.

Heaven POV

Is it wrong if I give her a resounding slap.
"Look bitch,it's not like I love to but circumstances led to the formation of a deal" I explained buh she totally ignored me. How deaf is she for hell's sake. It is actually heaven's sake but for her the hell's sake suits her.
Walking closer to her and tapping her irritatedly "Are you deaf? Bitch!"

"Excuse me brat but I don't recall answering to the word bitch...my name is Cassie. Get that into your brain"

"Neither do I recall my name being brat. It is Heaven,get that into your dumb brain" I retorted and gave a sly smile. She glared at me so much that if looks could kill..you would be preparing for my funeral next week. She hissed loudly and stood up to leave. I have to sort this out before.... Who is at the door? Maybe dad.
Before I could walk towards the door,the devil's sister had opened it.

"Pls,may I know who you are and what you're looking for?"

"You must be Mrs Mickelson,I'm Abby, your daughter's friend more like best friend and..."

Oh shit,Abby is here but she said that she wouldn't be coming until afternoon. Remind me not to trust this girl's judgement again.

"You are mistaken. I'm not Heaven's mo..." I quickly interrupted by covering her mouth.

"Hey what's up girl"

"What does she mean by I'm mistaken?"

"That's my mum for you...she intended to play a prank. Besides I didn't tell her you are coming. Just give us a minute" I cooed and pulled the bitch up to her room.

"What the fuck were you blurting out?" She screamed.
"Shhh...if you want an explanation you keep your voice down"

"Of course I need an explanation"

"Then keep it down. My friend doesn't know about my family and you got to resume the role of being my mum"

"Not in hell will I ever do that" she spat.

"Trust me. I don't want either but I don't want my family lifestyle to leak out"

"Sorry little brat but I'm not taking up that role especially for you"

"Look bitch,this could affect my dad also. No one knows my mum is dead. Do this and I owe you one too."
She stared at me and said nothing obviously seems like she is thinking about it.
"Goddamn it bitch,give a fucking answer" I yelled a little and she frowned back at me.

"Fine,it is a deal. Look,who is cursing"

"I learnt it from you anyways"

"Let's seal this deal with a pinky swear" she declared and that got me scrunching my nose. "What!!! I can't trust you so this could be a seal to the deal"

"Are you like five?" I replied and walked out of the door not expecting an answer.

   Why the hell do I have to make a deal with the devil's sister?