What If It Was Like This

Chapter 9 - Sheena

Sheena stomped up to her room and slammed the door, frustrated with her mother and the dumb situation she was in. When she turned around she saw a small lump in her bed and heard small giggles coming from under the sheets.
Sheena sighed, not wanting to have to entertain we little sister at the moment, so she walked over and sat on the bed, careful not to sit on Ella. When she sat down, a static-crazed-haired Ella popped out from under the sheets and yelled "RAWR!!"
Sheena gasped, pretending to be scared for her little sister's entertainment. "Why, Ella, you scared me!"
Ella giggled and sucked on her fingers, smiling at Sheena.
Sheena smiled back and carried her off the bed. "Go see Mama," she prompted, easily convincing Ella to leave her room and walk downstairs.
Sheena sighed and laid back on her bed, thinking about what happened. As she was laying there, she remembered Francis's number was in her phone and she decided to text him.
Sheena quickly grabbed her phone out of her back pocket and texted him quickly.
Sheena: hey hey. this your real #?
She sighed and set her phone down. She closed her eyes right as her phone went off.
New message from Francis: hey twig. it is the right # i didnt give you a fake. what's up?
She unwillingly smiled and texted back.
Sheena: nothing. just a stupid fight with my mom. Hbu?
Francis: that sucks. just walkin around town. u think u can sneak out or I can sneak in or somethin?
Sheena looked around the room quickly and went to lock her door before texting back.
Sheena: sure. what's most convenient 4 u?
Francis: how bout we go out and I buy u food then u sneak me in so I can see that room of yours. deal? ;)
Sheena blushed and grinned at the request, but quickly agreed.
Sheena: sounds gr8. meet u at the tattoo shop in 10?
Francis: okie dokie. see ya then twig
With that, Sheena grabbed her purse, shoving a few things in it like money and her phone (and some other stuff) and unlocked her window. She looked at the fence that was close enough and tall enough for her to carefully step on from her room and step down. She latched her foot in one of the holes and slowly climbed down the other side, where there were no neighbors just an empty lot, and hit the ground running. She grabbed her keys from her pocket and quickly unlocked her car, jumping as fast as she could and started the car without bothering to put her seatbelt on.
Sheena had realized 10 minutes had been too large of a time frame, but she knew both of them would get there quickly. She got to the tattoo shop in a few minutes to find Francis leaning against the door, his hands shoved him his skinny jean pockets. He looked up and smirked when he saw Sheena.
"Whats up, Twig?" He asked, still smirking.
She hopped out of her car. "Nothing much... tattoo guy," she said with a smile. "Where're you taking me?"
He grinned and walked over to take her hand. "It's a surprise. Just follow me."
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After a fairly nice lunch at a cute little Italian place, Francis and Sheena walked back to Sheena's car, laughing and talking. Francis was a little tipsy from lunch, but Sheena only had a small sip of his drink and had a high alcohol tolerance, so she was fine. They got into the car and snuck back in the house.
When they got to Sheena's room, she made sure Francis stayed quiet, neither of them noticing a small lump on Sheena's bed as Sheena quietly closed the window. But when they turned around, Ella's small head popped out, and she yelled, "Peak-A-boo!" And spotted Francis, who was frozen misstep. "Who are you?" Ella asked.
Sheena stuttered. "Wha-how-Ella, how'd you get in here?"
"Mama let me in," she said with a smile. Just then, Sheena's door slammed open.
"Yes, Sheena Marie, who is this young man?" Elise asked, standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.