Carmen Cole
"Thanks for the ride." I thanked him as I hopped out of the car, basically, he ran towards me to open the door for me.
"It will be your routine if you want." I watched him in disbelief. We managed to fool one day doesn't mean we will never get caught.
Before I could say anything Georgia entered the scene.
"How come both of you are together?" She didn't sound exactly pleased.
"Hey Giji!" He called her what? Eww, that sounded so cringe. I gotta get the hell out here.
"Are you nuts?" She scolded him and indicated something that I couldn't get.
"Sorry, I forgot. Hey," He looked towards me but stopped, I couldn't afford to hear any more cringe. I walked away from there without further ado.
I walked straight to my room and peeked through my window. From the looks of it, they are probably having some serious discussion. I decided to leave them be and went to freshen up.
After last night's incident, Mom stayed pretty quiet and I don't know why she reacted like this. I get that the way they caught us was inappropriate but the daughter having a boyfriend shouldn't upset their mom at least not at the age of 22.
I walked down wearing my short silk pajamas as the summer heat was pretty hot. I let my hair air dry because I feel too lazy to blow dry. I walked to the kitchen grab something cold from the refrigerator.
I took out the drink and went to sit on the couch. Seems like Mom isn't home yet. Did she leave with Mr. Hernandez? It's almost 8 in the evening. Is she going to have sex-
"Surprise!" Out of the blue, my mom appeared, startling the shit out of me. I jumped so hard that I fell from the couch on my face and the drink splattered all over the place.
"Shit! Honey, are you okay?" Mom rushed over to help me only to realize Mr. Hernandez was there all along.
I froze on the spot as I was at a loss for words. Why am I not 6 feet under yet? The continuous embarrassment is too much. Mom was wiping my body as I was drenched in the drink and I was just standing there on the verge of crying.
"Aww, why are crying Honey? Are you that moved?" Mom went to wipe my eyes but my eyes had their mind and didn't stop raining. Fuck!
"Don't cry. I was just waiting for the cake to be delivered so I could celebrate my daughter's "end of singlehood" phrase."
"Thanks for adding fuel." With that, I started sobbing like a baby. Is there any more step left for me to feel embarrassed?
"Huh? W-wait. O-okay I'm at fault. Please don't cry." Mom hugged me and tried to calm me down.
I stopped crying but my embarrassment flushed all over my face. Mom wiped the final drop of tears off my face and I looked up to see Mr. Hernandez was looking at me.
"Let's cut the cake, can you honey?" Mom asked as if I had broken my hands or something. And I nodded as if I was some kind of fucking kid.
After cutting the cake and cleaning the area Mom came to me.
"Was it too much?" She asked me. Mr. Hernandez watched us across from the couch with a drink in his hand, legs spreading as if owning the pose of manspread.
