High School Sweethearts

Rough Day

Natasha

School has been on my ass this week, I missed coloring and nap time. What the hell happened to that? Oh right, I grew up. I had a game on a Wednesday night which ended with a leg shaking, mind blowing car sex. On Thursday, I had an exam in AP Physics, an AP Calculus quest (it's the length of a test but counted as a quiz), and turned in a 2500 worded essay for my AP English class, had cheer practice after school, and a tutor session with Isabelle and Ty. Friday was just a fucking rollercoaster, I really wanted to stay home but I had an important lecture I couldn't miss for my AP Euro class, I loved how the universe was on my side.

I wore black leggings, a short wooly, v-neck hoodie, with my white Air Jordans. It was stylish and comfy. I smiled, giving myself a mental high-five for just getting up today. I walked into Yelena's room and she wasn't there but I also didn't hear her loud ass groaning about dropping out of school so I assumed she was in the shower. I descended the stairs while checking my phone for any surprise posts again but I came across Steve's morning texts and replied to him. 

I'd barely seen my boyfriend at school but props to dating an athlete. We texted about when we were finally open for each other but we were always busy. I looked up walking towards my parents, making a mental note to put on my contacts, which I forgot to because I was too busy stressing out.

I got closer and realized that they were making out and papa put mama on the kitchen countertop. Tongues down each other's throat, mama was pulling and clawing papa's hair, and papa pulled her closer to him.

"Morning." I said deliberately skipping the 'good' part.

"No 'good morning'?" Papa asks as mama pushes him away to jump of the counter and straighten herself out.

"Not after what I saw." I said, hinting to mama's hickies that were slightly covered by her blouse.

Papa always wore a black suit and other kinds of more black suits. Mama wore a velvet blouse and a black tight skirt with a small slit at the back and it gave off her round plump ass which papa had no aware of being subtle when he grabbed it. They were still in their own world when Yelena came down and sat next to me.

"Can I have lunch with you?" Papa wraps his arms around mama's waist and kissed her jaw, making he smile.

"No, you can't. You've already pushed the LanCode lunch meeting 3 times." Mama said and papa nuzzles his face into her neck. "LanCode will think you're bitching out of the deal."

"LanCode can go fuck themselves. They're selfish motherfuckers who want to take down RomeBloom from the inside out." Papa snapped.

"Well, they won't. Plus, you can be subtle as you are and bring up the dinner tomorrow night, knowing they won't be there to see you get your award which I am so proud of you for." Mama smiles giving papa a kiss.

"Is it just you two again?" I asked.

"No, mama and I want you and Yelena to come...And aunty Elle and Uncle Matteo." Papa said.

"Then who will watch Aribelle?" I say, finishing up my plate and washing it down with our morning smoothie.

"It was supposed to be Yasha and Derek but they're coming as well." Papa said. "I had finished a call with Yasha earlier telling me that Maria and Sam want to take care her for the night."

"Really?"

Here's how it went, my parents would go to the event with Uncle Matteo and Aunty Elle. Aribelle is their 3-year old daughter and Yelena and I would watch movies with her. Take her out for ice cream and then fall asleep to Peter Rabbit. We've barely gone to these award dinners because my parents wanted us out of the spotlight, giving us a whole lot to breathe in.