The Hottie That's Shy (COMPLETED)

One step closer

Shayden's POV:

Well let's just say I got full at the doctor .

When I got home, my mom rammed my head to the door and I fainted. My dad had to come get me.

I don't even know if I should hit her back or not. I'm scared to because if I do, I'm gonna hurt her, bad.

I just woke up, my dad said that I've been out for like 3 hours, it's now 9 I think, I left the doctor around 5:30 ish.

Knock
Knock

I slowly got up, "dad?" I called out, tiredly. "Yes sweetie" he said back.

"Come in." He slowly opened the door and when he saw me, his eyes brightened.

I love him so much.

"Look at what I have!" He whispered happily.

I looked at his hand and there it was! My beautiful phone! I squealed but instantly stopped when my head started pounding.

"Sh sh shh. Just go back to sleep honey, I'll just put it under your pillow." He whispered, giving me a kiss on my forehead and hiding my phone.

"Thank you dad. One of these days she's gonna kill me." I groaned.

"Not if I kill her first" he said seriously and I giggled a little in my head.

"Love you always" he said, "my forever" I said as he walked out my room.

One step closer. I went to sleep. It was hard but I tried and it worked... Eventually.

"Get the fuck up right now!!!!" I heard someone yelling at me.

I groaned, next thing I know, my cheek is stinging!

I jumped up, "what the fuck man?!" I yelled.

I whipped the cold out of my eyes and my vision finally cleared up and there she was, the best mother in the world, screaming her head off.

Note the sarcasm.

"Who the hell told you to get your phone?" She yelled. I didn't say anything. "Okay so now your deaf?"

She pushed me and grabbed my phone, oh hell no.

"Stop!" I yelled. "Excuse me?" She said calmly. "Stop" I said softly.

She stared at me like I've gone mad. "You know what, your an un grateful little whore, I tried to make you thinner so you could be the center of attention and your disobeying me! Your getting fat and your talking back like you don't know who the hell your messing with. Go to the basement now!" She yelled.

"I will not!" I yelled back. "The hell you will!" "No I'm not!" "Says who?!" "Me duh! I'm 18 you can't tell me what to do!" "Oh really, okay."

And then it got dark.