Vic's pov
In the morning, Destiny and I made coffee for Tony, Mike, and Jaime. They looked miserable. Destiny came out of the bathroom, looking sexy as usual. I'm glad I'm her fucking boyfriend. She doesn't need anybody else. I just sounded like a paedophile. How wrong I am.
Destiny's pov
After Vic and I got the coffee ready for the guys, I took a shower. Then when I came back, fully dressed and no makeup, I got a phone call. The caller I.D said DAD. Oh shit. I'm screwed.
I picked the phone up and got yelled at.
"DESTINY CLARA CANE GET YOUR ASS HOME NOW! HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME! IM IN CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE! NOT ANYBODY ELSE, JUST ME!!!"
I responded with:
"THE HELL! I DON'T DESERVE TO BE TREATED LIKE THAT! IM MY OWN PERSON, AND OF YOU CANT STAND THAT, SO BE IT. I WONT BE COMING BACK HOME BECAUSE OF YOU! BUH BYEEE BITCH! YOU'RE FUCKING FOREVER ALONE YOU PAEDOPHILE!"
I look at Vic and he seems confused. I explained why I was yelling. He got the concept and left it alone because by the time the phone call ended, I was in tears. This is going to be the best relationship. I love you Vic...
A/N: another cliffhanger... I'm sorry my frostlings...
~frost queen
