Chapter 12

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Tori POV:

Oh my god!! That was so close. Jack almost caught Gina ass. If he hadn't fell, Me and Mariah would've left her ass. No way I was going get caught cos of that slow ass girl.

As soon as we all got back to my house, everyone had left for the night. Bre stayed the night with me like she always do. As soon as we kicked off our shoes, we went to sleep.

I woke up before Bre this morning. I decided to cook breakfast today. I took care of my hygiene before cooking. I decided to throw some biscuits and cinnamon rolls in the oven and cook some sausages.

As I cooked, I thought about last night.

Damn, we fucked up his car. Damn, I fucked up his tires. Damn, we almost got caught. Damn, I hope he never find out. He would have all our heads if he ever come to know that it was us who did it. Well, at least I'm safe cos he'll never think his cousin/ pretend sister would do him like that. I don't know bout the rest of them though.

I don't know if I meant those things as I cut Jack's tires, but I was mad as hell. I blamed things on Jack that I didn't realize that he was slick responsible for.

See what being around hoes do to you?

I was lost in thought when I saw Mariah, Lassie, Gina, and Bre came in the kitchen. I didn't even hear a knock on the door.

"Hey girl," Mariah said.

"Hi," Lassie said.

"What you cooking?" Bre asked as she looked over my shoulder.

"I'm glad you cooking cos I'm starving," Gina said.

"Bitch aren't you rich? You could've paid your servants to cook for you," Mariah said.

She got a point.

"Yea, but my dad and his fiancée ran me out the house before I could eat," Gina said.

"Daddy issues," Bre mumbled as she checked the biscuits and cinnamon rolls.

I giggled.

"I don't have issues with dad," Gina said. "I have issues with his fiancée."

I saw Mariah and Lassie rolled their eyes. I shook my head. This girl got problems for real.

"Girl, you just don't understand that you are blessed. I wish my dad was rich," Bre said.

Gina shook her head. She truly don't understand.

I finished cooking the sausages and the biscuits and cinnamon rolls had finished cooking in the oven. I made myself a plate and sat down. Bre did the same.

"Do anyone want something?" Bre said the other girls.

"No," Lassie said.

"I ate on my way here," Mariah said. "But I think I can sneak a cinnamon roll in."

Bre nodded. She put a cinnamon roll on a plate and gave it to Mariah.

"I would take two biscuits with jelly on them and two sausages with a glass of orange juice," Gina said.

Bre turned and looked at her. She gave Gina the same look that I had gave her yesterday.

"What?" Gina asked.

"You can ask," Bre said while holding a knife up.

"Can you please fix me those thing?" Gina asked.

Bre turned around as she sighed. Lord give her the strength not to throw that knife at Gina.

Bre set a plate and orange juice for Gina and herself. She said a little prayer before eating.

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