Fallen Angels

chapter eighteen

“wakey, wakey. Eggs and bakey," I heard a voice taunting me.

I simply groaned and pulled the blankets up to my chin. I suddenly felt the blankets being ripped from me.

I jumped up in bed and sat up in an upright position. I squinted my sleep filled eyes and saw Crissy doubling over with laughter.

“bitch," I seethed.

“get your butt outta bed, heffa,"

“what?", she asked when she noticed me smiling at her.

“we were so close before m.....mom d-died," my voice broke at the end.

She sighed.“we can be just like that again, Paris. Let's start over,"

I didn't answer I just hugged her. That's all I wanted to hear. When Cally is upset with me, I can understand but Crissy and I were much better than that.

After she pulled away, she walked out and I hopped straight into the shower. My outfit for today, consisted of a short shorts, a tube top and my sandals.

It was a weekend, so I wasn't planning on going out. Therefore, I got away with my clothes and the showing of my tattoos.

On my left upper arm, I had the picture of a dragon. One the same spot of the other arm, I had the picture of a scorpion. Below my wrist in a vertical position, I had the words “LOVED" tattooed there.

In the exact centre of my back, I had the picture of a large flame and below it was the word “Bold".

I was brought back from my trance when I heard shouting down stairs. I quickly rushed down the steps only to see Tyler standing in my living room.

Crissy was glaring and shouting profanities at him. Calicia was looking at him with longing and lust. While-

Oh my god!

Dian and Ben were standing there in each other's arms, while trying to calm Crissy down.

Good luck with that!

“what's going on?" I asked once I was on the scene.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Tyler staring at my tattoos with shock. I smirked at that.

“ Tyler won't fucking leave and I don't want him in our house!", Crissy answered.

“our house? I have had enough of you two. Ever since dad died, you've been acting like you own this house!", Cally shouted with a look of disgust.

“that's because we do," Crissy answered coolly.

“yea right. Mom and I can throw you both out if we w-,"

“shut up!", I screamed.

“Tyler why are you here?", I asked.

“I want to talk to you," he replied.

“well I don't want to talk to you. Just leave,"

“but-"

“go," I cut him off.

He didn't say a word he just left.
I turned to Dian only to see her glaring at Crissy and I.

“why do you always behave like a bitch to everyone?", she asked with a hint of disgust.

“well Dian, I learn from the best," I smirked.

“wow. Mom was right. You're a bitch just like your mother," Cally answered.

I stared at her shocked. I don't know what has gone into her. No one talks about my mother like that. Before I could retaliate, Crissy was already on top of Calicia, throwing punches.

Usually, I would be the one fighting or parting a fight but now all I did was stand and smirk.

“what are you doing? Get her off of her!" Dian shouted.

“Crissy stop!" I shouted.

That was enough for her to get off Cally. When Cally stood up, she had a black eye, a busted lip and a few scratches on her face.

Well it's not that bad compared to what I would've done.

“Look what you did to my daughter! I've had enough of this," Dian shouted.

I just rolled my eyes.

“childish much? If you don't like it then control your little brat," I replied.

Dian didn't get to reply because Crissy stormed out of the house. I was about to run after her when I heard the sound of gunshots outside.

Wait. Outside? Oh my god......Crissy!

Sorry for the late update. I've been very bussssyyyy! How was this chapter? Vote, comment and enjoy!