"Well Missy?" She crossed her arms and gave me the stink eye.
"Je suis désolé tante Mary" I'm sorry Aunt Mary I lowered my head and interlocked my fingers in front of me. My Aunt goes crazy when we say sorry. So when I peeked up and saw the corner of her mouth drop and inwardly smiled.
Boo yeah!
Then her frown turned upside down. "Oh don't think that your french 'Sorry's' can get you out of this mess." Her blue eyes turned to slits. As she glared at me the twins were tip toeing out of the way while Mary's back were at them.
I stayed still, knowing that if I even tried to move a single finger she would go ball shit on me.
"Ne pensez même pas à ne pas se faire gronder par Godzilla, des jumeaux." Do not even think about not being scolded by Godzilla, Twins. Let's just say that Aunt Mary knows her shit when it comes to mess.
"We're on it, like Donkey Kong." Then they disappeared to come back with garbage bags, brooms, and air fresheners. I smirked at them not noticing 'Godzilla' still glaring at me.
"Okay." I nodded, awkwardly.
"I'm gonna help them now." I gestured my thumbs to the boys. "Okay. Bye."
"Stop."
I winced at the hardness of her voice. She gonna freaking shave my hair off then stuff it in my ears then wax my eyebrows then glue it on my upper lip to make a moustache then put pickles in my nose then-
"Pretend that I'm sending you to Archie's playhouse." She whispered while she still glared at me.
"Get your shit together! And obtenez votre âne à la salle de spectacle de Archie! Do it now!" Get your ass to Archie's playhouse She made sure to let her booming voice louder than the usual.
"Yes Aunt." I faced the floor, trying to maintain my laughter. Then hurried to the direction of Archie's playhouse.
Archie is Mary's old smelly lizard. She didn't want to throw him away because it was a gift for her from her husband, Uncle Gary. He died from a car accident. It was their 14th anniversary, he was out from getting the surprise ready and he was picking up Aunt Mary. When they were conversing Uncle didn't saw the truck full of glassware. It was to late for him to hear the honk of the truck.
When I was out of sight I directly moved my feet towards the direction of my room. The sound of soft music and Charlie speaking to someone had me quiet.
"Yeah. She's fine." Tip toeing closer to my door I pressed the side of my head to the door.
"Yeah... I think I forgot about that." I heard loud talking then silence.
"I'm sorry okay? Ne vous inquiétez pas pour une chose, maman. Elle n'a pas la moindre idée de quoi que ce soit. Okay au revoir. Je t'aime." Do not worry about a thing, Mom. She has no clue about anything. Okay, bye. I Love You.
He was in front of my connected phone, when he hung up he immediately turned the music up and messed with my phone. I slowly and quietly crept up to him. My undetected movements were sure and silent.
When I reached my location I peeked over his shoulder and saw his fingers glide through the screen of my phone. He pressed music and put it on shuffle. I transfered my weight to the heel of my feet. And that's when the familiar tune of Tove Lo echoed through the room. And that was the time I synced in my surroundings.
I was in front of his back. A unclothed back. And he just got out from a shower.
Bed, Stay In Bed
The Feeling Of Your Skin Locked In My Head
Smoke, Smoke Me Broke
I Don't Care I'm Down For What You Want
His very damp hair letting unauthorized pieces of water skid through his tan toned back. While my presence still wasn't known, he took the towel hanging on his neck and started drying his hair.
Day Drunk Into The Night
Wanna Keep You Here
Cause You Dry My Tears
I stayed quiet listening to the paralyzing tune. Charlie patted his face while turning his body, facing me. And the surprise on his face was replaced by curiousness. I placed my hands on his built chest, looking through his eyes.
Yeah, Summer Lovin' And Fights
How It Is For Us
And It's All Because
He placed both his hands on the back of my neck and caressed my cheeks. I slid my hands up to his face and closed the distance between us.
Now If We're Talking Body
You Got A Perfect One
So Put It On Me
Swear It Won't Take You Long
Our lips were in synced with the music, entering our own world. "C'mon." He unattached our lips and went to the bed and grabbed his boxer.
If You Love Me Right
We Fuck For Life
On And On And On
He faced me and dropped the towel, that was hanging very low when I entered the room by the way, once he wiggled little Charlie a bit he stepped into his boxer then his pants. My eyebrow went up.
"Where are we going?" He was unplugging our phones from their cables then grabbed his shirt, slowly putting it on once we were face to face. He lend me my phone and grabbed my jacket then his.
Smiling cheekily, his eyes twinkled.
"I know a great place where we can make out."
Well.
We all know where this is going to end.
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Hi guys!!
Thank you for reading this book. I think this is going to be pretty....something.
I don't wanna say awesome, cool, different or any crap cause I don't want to make promises that I can't fulfill.
Soo thank you hoes!
Bye
Ciao
I hope Google translate is right. Because the only French sentence I know is how to introduce myself. And I don't even know how to spell the whole sentence.
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Teen FictionShe left town and didn't look back. So tired of wishing on the stars. Not once did she thought of going back. But she would always remember where she came from.
