Under A Love Spell, Literally

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I wake up because Lorenzo is jumping up and down on top of me.

And it hurts.

"GET UP YOU HIPPO!!!" My voice is hoarse from sleeping, and screaming doesn't help. I try wiggling out from under him, but he's way too heavy. Lor just laughs and stares at me failing miserably.

"DAD!!! CHRISS!!!! ALEXANDRO!!!! ALL OF THE USELESS MEN HERE!!" I scream at the top of my lungs and shout.

This is completely useless. All of our walls are soundproof.

"Why are you doing this?" I give up and look up at him.

"So I can wake you up, and make sure you won't go back to sleep again."

"How am I gonna go to the bathroom if you're sitting on me?"

"Easy. Like this." And then he gets off of me and drags me off of my bed by my legs.

I land with a heavy this on the floor.

Ouch; that hurt like hell. I rub my bum, but not even a second later, he starts dragging me by my foot.

"LET...GO...OF ME." I manage to say between laughter.

He laughs and shakes his head.

"It's kind of cold, don't you think?"

Maybe it's because he's shirtless.

Dumbass.

"I wouldn't know... I'm being dragged in the floor!!!"

We reach my bathroom and he bends over and throws me over his shoulder.

I pound on his back with my fist. "PUT ME DOWN!!!!"

I think I'm gonna throw up.

He closes the toilet seat and places me on it. He puts toothpaste on my toothbrush and shoves it in my mouth.

"Mmf.. Sthsb...Pleshhhed." I try talking but find it rather hard seeing my circumstances!!!

"Brush..up..yeah, just like that."

He takes the toothbrush out of my mouth and I stand up to rinse my mouth. After I finish, I stand up straight with my hands on my hips.

"Was that really necessary?"

"Yope!" He claps his hands together and walks out of the room. "Chop, chop, chop. Hurry up get your bag. We need to start going."

I walk back to the bathroom and take a shower. The cold water wakes me up and gives me a bit of energy. After finishing, I wrap a fluffy pink towel around my body and leave to get ready.

I wear a pair of sweatpants, loose shirt that says "Just Kill Me Already.", and blow dry my hair and leave it in a messy bun. An actual messy bun, and not like those cute ones on Tumblr and Pinterest. I grab my keys, bag, and the bag that has my clothes in it, and drag it downstairs.

"Get your ass down here, Lor!!!! I'm already ready!!!" I yell from downstairs in front of our main door.

"When are you coming back?" Mom comes out of the kitchen with her apron on.

How can she even cook at 9 in the morning?

I guess she just does it to get things off of her mind; just like I do when I clean.

"A week or more."

"Well, take care of yourselves and always stay with Katerina. Watch out for your brother, I know that you're the mature one here." I chuckle at that. "Have fun, baby." She comes and kisses me on my forehead with a hug. We stay like this for a while. It feels nice to know that I have a family that cares for me; to always have someone standing beside me. Some people don't have that and I'm very grateful for it.