Leonel POV
"So...how was the dance 'mijo', you haven't uttered a single word since you got into the car..." mom insisted, as she stopped at a red light, now on our way home.
"It's always the same...just a lot of kiddy-music and lots of punch, nothing much to mention...though a few guys 'farted' on some girls, that was heck-of funny...", I replied!
"Oh-come Leo...that is gross 'mijo', you guys need to act a bit more mature, and treat these girls like the young ladies they are, with a little bit more of respect...", she continued.
"Not me though, just some of the guys, I just hung-out with Albert and had some punch...some did get on the dance floor and danced for a good few minutes, but very few though, and not for long either...", I replied.
"Oh...oh right, I'll stop pestering you, I guess if you don't want to talk about it...we can leave it for another day...", she gave up finally...THANK YOU GOD!
Fuck...'interrogation hour' is finally over, and I could not be more glad about that, the last thing I want to think about is the shit I had to put up with-with Lidia, fortunately that was short-lived! My highlight for tonight is the 'joint' I got to smoke with Albert in the stalls...that shit was 'kicking'!
I've never been high before...as 'he' called it, but I have to say it's the most incredible, and euphoric state of mind, at east for me!
We come up to 'Hemingway', and mom makes a right, now on our way back to the house. Earlier, she had been a bit upset over the fact I was a little late coming out of the fucking dance, as it was about twenty minutes after nine...but she later chilled a bit and didn't become too curious about it, thankfully!
"So...changing the subject a bit 'Leo'...are you still having your friends over this upcoming Saturday night for that little camp-out in the backyard 'mijo'...", she became inquisitive once more.
"Yep...that's still happening, you said I could have them over, and we all could camp out in the back...right...", I asked, half expecting her to have changed her fucking mind by now!
"Si mijo...you know I already gave you permission for that little outing, since it's only going to be in our backyard...just try not to make too much noise, and please remember to water down the 'bon-fire' before all of you go to sleep, we wouldn't want anything catching on fire, or any one of you getting hurt...and remember to be very careful with poison ivy, or anything in the woods, on the hill behind the fence...", she insisted, she had repeated this shit over and over again, like it was the VERY first fucking time!
"No problem mom...you know we can deal with this, it's only the backyard...I mean, it is on the other side of our fence but...it's only a tiny, dark, and wooded hill, nothing to worry about...I mean...I am twelve, remember...", I insisted right back at her!
"I know-I know Leo...I get it, you're tired of listening to me repeat this stuff to you, over and over again...I know, but hopefully that way you won't forget...oh, and make sure all of you go to sleep early...just because it's Saturday, and you're outside in the backyard in your tent it doesn't mean you can stay up as late as you want...okay...", she kept her shit!
"MOOOM...you promised, we could stay up as late as we wanted since it's Saturday...since you said we'd be going to 'mass' later in the day on Sunday...", I fucking whined...see, this is what I hate about her, we've talked about all of this before, and we fucking agree on something, and then she fucking back-pedals her ass on it, and we're back at square one with her re-arranging the fucking arrangement!
"Okay-okay 'mijo'...just make sure all of you are not still out there, in your tents after twelve in the afternoon on Sunday...okay, or I'll be going in there with one of my bells to wake all of you up and get every one back home, because let's not forget here...I'm the one who's getting all of those boys back home, to their parents the next day, okay...and most of them want them dropped off at the respective houses before ten...", she insisted again!
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HorrorThe rain is pounding into the night, as Alberto struggles to open his eyes from a deep sleep, which seems has been abruptly interrupted by a strange feeling on his muscles. As the flashes of lightning break through his bedroom window, and the shake...
