TroubleMaker

Disaster Dinner

I sighed as I put on my black dinner dress. I already know how this is gonna end up.

Into a argument.

Downstairs I heard the front door open and the voices of  Julie and Jill.

I don't know why my mom would set me up like this. I didn't like Julie before the incident and this wasn't making matters better.

I just want this to be over already.

I didn't do anything with my hair because this was nothing special and they are not worth my time getting all dressed up for.

I put on black flats. My pretty is natural so I don't put on make up.

I sat back and texted Max.

The hell is about is to start.

I sat back and took a few deep breaths. I could do this. I'm not gonna let them get to me. I could handle my anger......hopefully.

"Christina!" My mom called.

I took another deep breath and walked downstairs. As soon as I was in sight hatred and blame filled the room.

It was tense.

I hate these fucking bitches. Julie the slut and Jill the one that blames me for what happened and it wasn't my fault.

I hate them just as much as they hate me.

I wanted to slap that glare off both of their faces.

I balled my fists to avoid anything.

My mom noticed. "Isn't it nice to see your aunt and cousin again love?" She  asked me. She gave me a pleading look.

This was important to her. All she wants is to have her family back together.

Happily together.

I gave a fake smile. More of a smirk. "Sure is." I say. Hoping my voice was convincing.

Both returned the same look. "Christina." Julie said in a very fake voice. Glaring at me.

I look her up and down."Julie." I remark.

Cheap dress.

Too much make up. She looks like a clown.

And her heels look like they were about to snap so they were fake.

This girl ain't shit compared to me.

"Nice to see you again." Jill says stiffly.

I raise my eyebrows. "Yeah you too." I lie.

"Soooo, um, dinners on the table." Mommy says awkwardly.

The fake barbies walk ahead of us.

These bitches ain't no fucking royalty.

"Get your temper under control." I mom mutters to me. Then she sits. I sit next to her. 

The front door opens then close. I get confused as a pair of heels walk towards us.

"Who is that?" Mom asks me.

I shrugged.

Julie mutters something under her breath. Something around "stupid bitch."

I kick my lips. "Is there something you wanna say out loud?" I ask as Jill started laughing.

I felt a hand on my shoulder to reveal wifey.

She glared at Jill and Julie. She knows what happened between us.

I smile.

How did she know?

She walks over and gives mom a kiss on the cheek"Mommy" she greets.

"Hello Chance dear." Mommy says smiling at her.

I give her my plate. "I'll go make another one." I say.

I stand and leave before she could object. I didn't get a lot which was odd. I usually eat everything but with those people here I lost my appetite.

I poured wifey her wine then carried both to the dining room table where wifey and Julie were having an intense glare session.

I sat both down and give Chance a kiss on the cheek. "Im glad your here." I murmur.

Jill gives me a disgusted look. "Its unsanitized to kiss at the table."

"Are you a lesbian? Couldn't you have done better?" Julie says laughing.

I know damn well she did not disrespect my wife.

Oh hell no.

My mom already knew what was coming.

"First of all. We didn't make out. It was a simple kiss on the cheek in greeting. Second of all isn't it  unsanitized to sleep with everyone? That's what Julie does. And last, your right. We did do better when we fucked your nigga." I snapped. I throw my food in her face that was followed by a punch. "Don't ever disrespect my wife." I growled. She jumps across the table.

This is what I been waiting for. As soon as she comes close I punch her again and give her that ass whooping that she deserves.

I heard my mom yelling and Jill shouting but I didn't stop. I'm sick of these people walking around me like I'm some piece of trash when it was basically their fault.

I knocked her out and her nose was busted.

"Christina what is wrong with you!" My mom shouts at me.

"No what's wrong with you! It's them that always start it and you let them talk to me any kind of way because you feel guilty! I'm tired of them speaking to me like their my boss if my own mother don't then they won't be either. It was basically their fault and they are blaming me. I FUCKING HATE THEM." Everyone was shocked. Including myself.

I never talked back,disobeyed, or yelled at me mom.

"Christina let's go." Chance commanded dragging me out the room.

I step over that worthless bitches body. I wish she was dead instead.

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