Bad Romance

Chapter One - Lisa's Godson

“STOP!” I screamed pointing my pepper spray at the unfamiliar head. The guy removed his face out of the refrigerator and just rolled his olive green eyes.

“Are you done?” He said clearly annoyed. I huffed who does he think he is? Removing my hands off my hips I sprayed him. Ha! That’s what he gets! I wasn’t sure if he was a hot homeless guy looking for food or if he was about to rob me. Either way I didn’t know who he was and his attitude was pushing all the wrong buttons. His voice screeched through my house as he shouted in pain.

“That’ll show you, now get out!” I yelled.

“Emma what the hell did you just do?” My dad said running into the kitchen with a lady behind him.

“Saving us from this guy!” I said not seeing the problem.

“You forgot to tell her?” The lady said sadly. Her dark black hair flowed as she shook her head. I looked at the both of them confused.

“Uh… Emma this is Lisa my new girlfriend.” My dad started scratching his head and I could tell he was nervous. “Her house burnt down so she’s going to stay here.” Still not understanding why they are worried about the thief I point toward him. “What does he have to do with this?”

“I am Lisa’s god son.” He said pouting his plumped lips. I couldn’t help but smile he was so cute. His brown hazel nut hair flowed perfectly and his body was solid you could tell he was a football player. With a well-portioned nose and strong cheek bones he looked like a super model. “Can someone help me now my eyes are burning?” Laughing at him, I threw him a wet towel and took the apple that was once in his hand. Walking away my dad stopped me in my tracks, “Emma?”

“Yes dad?” I asked pretending to be unaware of what I just did.

“Apologize now!” his lanky body stood there as his eyes burned into mine. I knew he was strict but this was totally uncalled for. I walked passed him without saying a word. Still hearing him yell I rushed toward my room and locked the door behind me. I was frustrated the last time my dad yelled at me was when Payton and I got home at three o clock in the morning from a house party which was like two years ago.

Tossing my body on my bed I started at the ceiling.  “You know next time you should try something less violent.” Lisa’s god son said leaning on my door.”

                “How did you get in?” I asked still annoyed.

                “I know how to pick locks.” His smirk was contagious and I started to laugh.

                “I knew you were a criminal!”

                “Mason.”

                “Emma.” I waved at him in a hello manner as he walked away. So much for attempting to be nice! The kid was hot and all but I guess his parents didn’t teach him manners because clearly he was lacking some. Shaking my head I realized I was stuck with this Mason guy for a while maybe even forever. The thought was causing my brain to overheat. Headache! I pooped two Advil’s hoping the pain will go away quickly.

My father passed and since Mason didn’t close the door it was wide open. My dad, just like Mason just walked in like they owned the place. Well, technically my dad does but anyways he sat on the corner of my bed and just looked at me. I knew it was coming, the whole “I am sorry” speech. As he spoke I realized that I didn’t look much like him. I mean yes we both had wonderful teeth and the same long fingers but my hair was different (because I dyed it so many times) and my nose was much smaller than his. I had my mother’s sharp eyes and a unique dimple on my left cheek.

Soon my dad finished and I was relieved. I nodded a few times to make it seem like I was paying attention but I had no idea what he said.

“Okay perfect so Mason will drive with you to school.” Oh boy what did I sign myself up for?