ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ➞ ᴘᴀᴛʀɪᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

Bᵣₑₐₖ ᴅʀᴀɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ

1

You woke up to Beverly's father speaking to Beverly. You sat more up, rubbing your eyes then standing up.

You walked over to Al. "Thank you for babysitting my daughter. I appreciate it" Al yammered. "Anytime. It felt like we were just hanging out" You admitted.

"That's nice. Here the money is in my pocket" Al told you. Your face scrunched up. "Are you going to grab it?" You interrupted.

Al chuckled and took the money out of his pocket, he was about to hand it to you but he raised it farther from you. You stood on your tippy toes and grabbed it from his hand. "Thank you sir" You thanked you. You had already forgot his name.

You noticed Al's eyes wondering all over your body. "I'll give you a ride home once your dressed" Al insisted. You nodded your head, you grabbed your bag and went over to the washroom.

You tore your clothes off, putting on the Jean shorts and the tight tank-top. You looked like you were a farmer. Which was funny because you were.

You stuffed your clothes into your bag. You quickly brushed your hair and your teeth. You put the rest of your items in your bag.

Zipping up the bag, slinging it over your shoulder. You exited the washroom.

Al was waiting by the door. You slide on your shoes, quickly tying them up. "Bye Beverly" You exclaimed once you were done.

Beverly waved you goodbye. "Beverly be respectful and hug the guest goodbye" Al chuckled. Beverly walked over to you, her arms around your backs you hugged her back.

You pulled back and she was smiling at you. "I'll see you around" You lied.
You knew it was to good to be true.

Al opened the door for you. You left the house with Al behind you. "I don't mind you being at my house, you can come over whenever you want" Al told you while you got into the car.

"Thank you sir" You mumbled and buckled yourself in. Al jumped into the car. The engine was already started.

Al drove away from his house. You looked out the window as he drove. It was very peaceful for a Thursday morning.

After a couple minutes Al parked outside of your fathers house. You saw your dad didn't leave for work yet. You huffed, getting out of the car. Al had already got out of the car.

You walked up the stairs and opened the door. Al let himself in. "I'm back" You said loudly so everyone could hear you.

Henry turned his head from the couch. You kicked off your shoes, Henry was giving Al a dirty look.

Butch left the washroom, his uniform on. Al placed his hands on your shoulders "She was a good girl. She even cleaned all of the dishes" Al informed Butch.

Butch out of his fake act. "She's always been my good child" Butch confirmed. You held back your laugh, Henry shook his head.

"I 'ought to get to work. I'll see you after work (Y/n)" Butch told you. Al took his hands off of your shouldered. Butch kissed the top of your head then left the house.

Al still stood in your house. "Can you get the fuck out?" Henry embellished. You bursted out in laughter. Al left the house "Bye-bye sir" You still used your manners.