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1~ "This is some bullshit."

Amara's POV

The car ride to Salvador International Air Port was long and although we were in a spacious Alfa Romeo, we had all that we could carry with us. The Heat in Brazil was killer—meaning we had the A.C blasting— and my Parents were in the front seats, arguing.

"Baby we already went over this. If we get the rest shipped, they could track us to where we're going." My father sped up as he talked. I'm surprised he's not tryna swerve through traffic to get us there faster.

'If you crash this car I'm burying both of you. Me, Santi, and Layla will swim to America. I'm really not in the mood.'

"I'm confused, does it look like I give a fuck?" My Mother cocked her head to the side and turned towards him. "I want my living room set, Kaine! Plus we could do what we always do: glamour every one involved so it doesn't lead back to us."

Santi chimes in "I know that's right"while he nods his head and curls his index finger in front of his mouth. "You just like yo damn kids." Dad swerves into the lane beside us, then jumps in front of the car ahead of us.

"AHHNNNN, wrong. They're just like me."
My dad side eyes her while turning the corner harder than necessary "You get on my fuckin nerves."

"Don't worry I'll suck your dick when we're on the plane." My mama says while biting her nail and smiling at him.

"AHHHH WHAT THE FUCK" Santi bashes his head into the window while covering his ears.

"I know you fuckin lying" Layla mutters under her breath and grabs her headphones, putting them around her head and blasting 'Cayendo' by Frank Ocean. I just roll my eyes at them. "Please save that for when ya'll are on your own time. Cause If I throw up in this car, that's more evidence to get rid of." I say with my face scrunched up.

My parents are thousands of years old and still act like they're 20 something. It would be endearing, if it wasn't at the expense of my own ears. They don't have filters and that's something we've picked up from them as the centuries have passed. Both of them are well over 1000 years old and even after all this time, they have no decorum.

"Why are we moving to America of all places again?" Santi puts his head on my lap for me to separate his locs while he plays the finger drums on my kneecap. "I personally voted for Tokyo."

"We're moving there cause you guys have 'coven connections' that make it easier to get a solid job and support us." I finger
quote with an attitude. My parents have accumulated enough money different currencies, meaning we could live more than comfortably. They just like to keep up appearances so that we can stay in places longer.

"Yes, but we're also moving to America because you ate that damn boy, so don't get mad at us. You went all 'Jennifer's Body' on him and now we're moving to bum-fuck nowhere!" My dad throws up his arms and shoots me a glare through the rear view mirror. "Hands on the wheel Kaine" my mom reminds him as she rubs the back of his neck.

I just sit back and keep playing in Santi's hair. "He kinda ate you up with that one." He says, turning his head up at me and making the 'yikes' face. "Well it's not like I could control it, he hurt Layla so I wanted to hurt him." I shrugged and turned over to see my little sister staring out the window.