Justin Bieber
Who the hell was that girl?
She looks like a fucking child dressed like that. She needs to grow up.
I found my mom at Subway, on the phone. Probably with my dad.
He's one of the reasons we left too. He had no respect for me, or my siblings, Jaxon and Jazmine.
He was always rude to us, he never beat us, no. I'd fucking kill him.
But he still treated us like trash, and mom was fed up with it.
"Listen Jeremy, we just got here, I'll call you in a few weeks, goodbye," she said, hanging up.
"Why are you still talking to him?," I asked, taking a seat.
"He is your father Justin," she said.
"Doesn't act like it," I said.
"He's just got his own problems right now, and he shouldn't have took them out on y'all, but.. he's trying to get better," she said.
"Fuck him," I said.
"Justin Drew Bieber!," she snapped.
I sighed. Mom hated when I cussed.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Do not ever use that language in front of me again, you may be 19, but I'll still whoop your ass," she said, making me smile.
"I know ma, I'm sorry," I said.
"Don't let it slip up again, especially in front of Jazzy or Jax," she said.
"Yes ma'am," I nod.
I loved my mom, she's the only person I had respect for still, her and my little siblings.
Everyone else could suck a dick.
"Let's go, the babysitter's probably losing her mind," she stood up.
I chuckled and nodded.
Jazzy and Jax hated babysitter's, I always watched them. So when I couldn't, they'd turn into evil munchkins and drive away the babysitter.
"Did you get what you wanted?," she asked, as we walked out to the car.
"Yeah a whole new closet I think, I feel like a girl, but oh well, their clothes are sick," I shrug.
"You are a girl," mom said.
I narrowed my eyes and she smiled at me, nudging my arm. "Don't touch me," I turned my head up, I'm a joking manner.
She laughed. "You know I love you baby boy," she said.
"Oh so now I'm a baby?," I asked.
"My baby, you'll always be my baby," she said.
I rolled my eyes. "I know," I said.
As we drove back home, we drove down our road and I saw a very long driveway, that was covered by tall gates.
The whole place was gated, it was fucking huge.
Who lives there? The king and queen?
"Who lives there?," I asked mom.
"Edward Butera, King of Italy, and his daughter Ariana," she answered.
"What about the queen?," I raised an eyebrow.
"The Queen left a year or two ago, I think, or so it was rumored, because they weren't working out anymore, their marriage," she said.
"Oh, that stinks," I said.
"I know, their poor little girl, she must be devastated," she said.
"How old is she?," I asked curiously.
"17, but she looks so much younger, cuz she's only 4'10, she's so adorable," mom said smiling.
"I wanna see what she looks like, maybe I can get her," I smirked, and mom punched my shoulder.
Ow! That really hurt!
"The f--," I cut myself off. "Why did you do that?," I recomposed my question.
"Don't you dare talk about her like that, Ariana is a good girl, always has been, she's truly a princess," mom said, making me gag.
I rolled my eyes.
"What a prude," I say.
"Don't be a hater, just cuz you can't get her," she said.
I rolled my eyes. "We'll see about that," I said.
"Oh by the way, you will be working there, at the house everyday, from 8am to 10:30pm, starting Monday,"
"What?!"
"You heard me son, don't worry, you get 1 grand a week," she said.
1 grand a week?!
"Fine with me," I grinned.
1 grand a week, plus a hot little innocent Princess? Fuck yeah I'm in.
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So I told you I was excited about writing this!! Justin is a fuck boy.. sorry I know. He really has know idea about Ari..
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