Lame

1st

Drunk sex is lowkey amazing, but I be slump right after it. Next day I woke up and I guess I wasn't having a wet dream cause Matteo fucking Hernandez was right there next to me. I fucked a mobster, I fucked a 6'4, black haired mobster! He's still asleep and it's like ten, I sat up and as soon as I did the door opened. "Yo dickhead why aren't you answering your phone?" Enzo Hernandez questioned before actually looking at me. "Oh shit, I ain't know he had someone over." "Uh kinda a one nightstand so yeah."

"That makes more since, I'm Enzo as you probably know." "I'm Jayden, call me Jay if you want." "Right well uh can you wake him up? Kinda need to speak with him downstairs." "Yeah sure." Enzo shut the door and walked back downstairs. I shook Matteo and he said, "Hmmm?" "Enzo needs to talk to you." "Mk, get in the shower." "What?" "You heard me, we're gonna take a shower." "I-" "We both need showers and I really wanna makeout." I got up and ran a shower, we took a warm shower and madeout for awhile. "Alright let's go." We walked downstairs, damn he's bossy as fuck.

"Took you long enough." "I don't remember letting you idiots in." There was four of them on his couch, Enzo, Vincent, Riley, and Paxton. "So this your boyfriend?" "No, go start a cup of coffee." Now I know damn well this bitch isn't bossing me around. "Mmm, sounds a little demanding." He frowned and didn't say anything for a second. Then he mumbled, "Please go start a cup of coffee." "Sure thing." I went to his kitchen and started the coffee, I also texted my mom back.

"So anyways dad says if you don't marry the 'man of your dreams' he's gonna arrange a marriage with a lady." Enzo said to Matteo and I was still in the kitchen, which is literally apart of the living room which is were they are. "So I just gotta marry a dude so I don't have to have kids?" "Pretty much." "Jay. Let's get married." I was still on my phone so I wasn't really listening. "Wait, what?" "Yeah, I need to get married. So why not help me out?" I grinned, "Fuck it, sure." "Awesome, uh we gotta get that shit all in legal though." "Okay."

Vincent grinned, "Did you seriously just marry your one nightstand?" "If it gets my dad off my ass then yeah I just married my one nightstand." I poured two cups of coffee and gave one to Matteo, "So can I go now?" "Fuck no, my dad's gonna be by to see what your all about." "So I gotta deal with you all day?" "Hey fuck you." "Been there, done that." "Quit it with the comebacks." "Aye aye captain buzzkill." He glared at me, bro lookin like a whole menace. "Alright, alright, I'm done." "Good. Sit down." "Quit bossing me around." "Just do what I say, quit being difficult." "I'm not being difficult, you're being rude."

"How the fuck am I being rude?!?" "Your literally yelling at me cause I'm right, like shut up." "Eat a dick." "Your dumb." I sat down and he frowned, "Why couldn't you do that earlier?!?!" "Cause you're to demanding." "Am not." "Are too." "I'm not arguing with a child." "Shut up, I'm older than you." "Cap, I'm 24 just turned a week ago." "And I'm 24, suck a dick." There was a knock at the door and Enzo grinned, "Probably dad." "You already told him?" "Uh yeah, was I not supposed to?" "Well not straight away dumbass. Jay you gotta open the door." "Well your the one standing." "Just do it." "Tch, fine."

I got up and opened the door, it was his parents. "Oh hello son-in-law!" His mom said as she hugged me, she's a very tiny woman. "Hey, what's with the cookies?" "Oh, a gift." "Thanks, they look delicious." We walked away from the doorway and his dad clearly wasn't happy about this. "You must be Jayden, you ever shot a gun?" "Yeah." "When's Matteo's birthday?" A week ago would be the 1st. "January 1st." "What year?" "1999?" His dad frowned, "Alright, how much is he paying you." "Nothin." He pinned me to the wall, "I'm gonna ask you again, how much is he paying you." "He's not paying me." This dickhead swung at me and I was really finna swing back.

I didn't cause that would cause issues. "Okay dad stop, I'm not paying him shit." "I'm gonna keep hitting him till you answer me." He hit me twice more and I pinned him to the wall, I ain't mean to but I did. We maintained eye contact and I let go, "You done?" "I'll double whatever he pays." I grinned, "Zero times two is still zero." "2 million." Shittttttttttt, speaking my language. Matteo frowned, "Quit trying to buy him out." "5 million." Fuckkkk, that is alot of money. "Thanks but no thanks." His father frowned, "Fine, I'll speak to your father about it." "What?" "Yeah, see if he's okay with the wedding." "Uh you can't." "Why not?" "Cause he's dead."