A Bad Boy in Love

Chapter 6

Six in the morning  people are still sleeping , but not my mom. She stormed into my room and threw my covers off me. She looked tired but most of all a bit sad. So I sat up and followed her down the stairs to the kitchen. There were pancakes and waffles, everything a good breakfast would need. She never does this.

" what did you do? did you yell at that old lady, mom I told you she hates curses" I reply crossing my arms.

She sighed taking a seat in front of me. " I'm going to California for two weeks" She stated , watching me closely. I widened my eyes not knowing what to say.

" you woke me up for that? seriously?" I mutter grabbing a pancake and drenching it with some syrup. She nodded her head , smiling a little.

" for what?" I ask stuffing some of the fluffy goodness into my mouth.

" business, they need me" She replied getting out of her chair. I nodded just realizing she was already dressed in some yoga pants and a hoodie. Still she looked young and gorgeous as always.

" under one condition will you leave" I smirk , tapping my fingers against the wooden table. She stops and turns around.

" and what is that? don't even think your throwing a party, do you know how many valuables I have here-" She began getting annoyed.

" no mom" I interjected , getting up myself and walking to one of the walls. Grabbing the keys to her beloved Audi R8, no mother should be driving a sports car. Unless shes my mom who loves the car.

" no, no, that is my car" She said trying to get the keys. I shook my head, hiding the keys behind my back.

" fine" She exasperated, sighing loudly. I cheered kissing the metal key and sitting back down. My mom chuckled , coming over to kiss my forehead.

Minutes later we were standing in front of the car she called to take her over to the airport. I was sad to see her leave but at the same time gave me some more freedom. No curfews or lectures about how mean I am to Romeo.

" don't sleep with any strippers this time, use a condom" I shout causing our older neighbor to stare at us both. She looked angry, stopping the watering of her bushes.

Bless that old lady's soul. One day she will get us all arrested.

" shh, Juliet, do not speak of that your making me seem bad" My mom hissed smiling at Mrs. Grey, who shook her head.

" I mean sleep with the businessmen, be good mommie dearest whom I love very much" I yell louder.

My mom groans smacking her forhead before coming over. We hug for a bit as she hands me the credit card and emergency numbers.

" why the hell did you give me his number?" I ask pointing to the prison's number written on the small post i

" am I supposed to call the prison and be like oh hello there I'm getting attacked may I speak to a prisoner to see if he would help me because he is so free to do anything" I state angrily, ripping off the bottom of the sheet.

" I just thought you would want to talk to him" My mom whispered looking sad. I rolled my eyes , knowing where this was going.

" it won't happen mom, now go you'll miss your flight tell those strippers I'm looking for a job" I laugh earning another disapproving glance from Mrs. Grey.

I kissed my mom's cheek and waved as she got into the car. The black cadillac pulling out of the driveway and disappearing from my view.

" do you have any morals young lady?" Mrs. Grey questioned placing a hand on her hip.