Sorry For Getting You Fired (GirlxGirl)

CH. 7 Anything For Stacy

Karen the slut, was vacuuming in the living room while I was hanging out with my friends. Could she be any more rude? Harry and Angie looked awkward. The lack of conversation was not helping ease the tension.

"Excuse me, can't you do that later?" I huffed with attitude.

What got into her? Cleaning was not her thing. More like transforming the place into a pig's pit was her talent. Obviously, she was only doing this to mess with me. To disturb my time with my friends. How could my father date someone so immature? Truly an embarrassment.

"No," she puffed. Even brought the vacuum closer to us.

To make matters worse, gorilla came in. Her stupid face made me want to vomit. Being the bitch she was, she flipped me off. Ignored Harry but greeted Angie.
"Hello, beautiful," she actually dared to blow her a kiss.

Angie made a face in disgust. Possibly hoping for gorilla to back off, she sat closer to Harry. In a couplely manner, she held his hand. Harry's what the fuck look made me want to laugh. I stifled a giggle.

"Wouldn't you two make a cute couple," I commented, playfully.

Harry pulled his hand away, "No," he retorted. Oh come on, I was only joking.

Angie was offended, she gasped, "Hey, I'm a lovely girl," she claimed. "You would be lucky to date me," she defended.

"I know I would," oh god, Gloria reappeared.

To my amusement, Angie gagged.

Over the vacuum noise, I spoke loudly. "Gorilla, leave us the fuck alone," I threw a cushion at her and it actually hit her in the head. "Woot woot, I didn't miss!" I celebrated, gaining laughs from my friends.

Karen stomped her way to me, "Don't throw shit at my daughter and call her by her name!" she exclaimed.

Wow. In defense, I stood up. There was no need to raise my voice since the vacuum was off but I thought it would be more enforcing.

"First of all, I didn't throw shit," I air quoted. "I threw a cushion," I grinned, looking over my shoulder at my friends for encouragement. They gave me a thumbs up. With more confidence, I went on. "Secondly, I was calling her by her name," I corrected. I glanced at Gloria, "Gorilla."

Karen gripped my arm, harshly. "Apologize to her now!" she demanded.

What the fuck...

I snorted skeptically, "No way," I yanked away from her grip.

Karen gripped my arm again.

The front door opened, that must have been my father. Instantly, Karen released me.

"Like I was nicely asking you, please apologize to Gloria," her whole attitude changed. What a fake, what a hypocrite!

My friends and I exchanged a look in disbelief.

My father walked into the living room, "What's going on?" He loosened his tie.

"In no way am I snitching on her but I'm just informing you," her hypocrisy was over the roof.

"Careful there, don't bite your tongue," I snickered, crossing my arms.

"Riley," dad gave me a stern look.

I sighed.

"Like I was saying, Riley started insulting Gloria. With the best intentions, Gloria greeted her and her friends but they pushed her away," the little slut lied! Dad unbuttoned the end of his sleeves.

"Dad, that's not technically what happened," I wanted to defend myself but he didn't let me.

He wouldn't even give me a chance. Wouldn't even listen to a word. He shook his head and held his hand up, stopping me from talking.