HIS and HER ADDICTION

II

HER

This flight is too much exhausting.

How can someone be on a plane for a good 1 day?

"Ewww...",Ana whines while rubbing my mom's back.

She puked at the airport washroom after the enormous landing.

"I hate your dad.",she groaned in irritation and than again all the food she was eating was going into the toilet.

"What? Are you pregnant? Mom not again. We are good as 3 siblings.", Ana was almost dead by now if mom was well.

Mom stood straight and passed a cold glare toward us,"Do you wanna see hell so soon?"

Ana shook her head.

Mom washed her mouth while I am still carrying her purse and Ana's purse.

"Done?", I am out of my patience.

She took a long breath. And then comes the devil. "Did I asked you when you used to pee and poo in your pants?"

Ewww. Awkward.

"Let's go.",she declared and I followed her like a servant.

Yes ma'am.

Italy is awww. Wow man.

I didn't know that in Italy the greek gods roam around here and there. It should be declared illegal by the Italian government to be that much fucking hot.

Whoa.

Stop glaring them Vanya. You look like a pick me woman.

Relax, I had my sunglasses on. It saved me today. Well they are looking like Hrithik Roshan.

Living god.

Airport to new house was kinda breathtaking. But it was good for my eyes. I was seriously fucking those men through my eyes.

Hehehehe.

After a long shower I sliped into my shirt and trouser.

Perfect.

It's been a week since coming to this heaven.

"You know mom? I have already discovered the places for my weekends.",Ana loudly grabbed the attention at the dining table.

Stop it.

Mom joined in their girly conversation,"Oh yes darling. Enjoy your life."

Dad smiled.

I put on my no-need-of-me mood. It's too helpful in these situations when everyone is talking and you don't wanna indulge but don't wanna look you are not giving them the shit they want.

No-need-of-me mood.

Helpfulllll.

"So are you coming tonight? Vanya?",dad pulled me out of my thoughts where I was cursing my mom's mom for teaching her this cooking. How can she manage to burst the food's taste in no time?

Ahhh. Dad repeat. "Where?", I asked while murdering the already murdered food.

Dad sighed, feeling hopeless about my lack of attention. Thanks to you Mr Davis. "In the party?".

Well. Well. It has been only 1 week you got here and you are invited in parties? Great communication skills Mr and Mrs Davis.....

Dad continued,"It's the party at my office for our up coming brand. And I want my whole family to be there."