My Bully ~Mateo love story~

Chapter 12

Mateo pov

So were in atlanta im in this hotel room waiting for zoey to come back with some food so im watching tv and I got a text message from a unknow number

Unknow: Hey babes

Omg were all these bitches coming from can I have a normal life like damn I didnt even anwser back but there this party in atlanta that zoey from having and he invited so well we at the party we drinking and smoking weed I dont know how but I ended upstairs with another girl and we was fucking omg 

Zoey pov

so im downstairs and im talking to my bsf trey and we just having a really good time but hours passed and I was getting tired trey told me I can go in his room and lay down and gts I was wondering were mateo disapered to but I fell asleep

Next morning.....

I woke up on tre chest I got up and we still have colthes on than you God 

Trey: you help me make breakfast

Zoey: yeah sure *smiles*

Trey: ok *walks downstairs into the kitchen*

Zoey: *walks behind him* dang how is it so clean in here 

Trey: I stayed up and clean the house

Zoey: why you didnt wake me up so I could help you

Trey: cause you was sleep *gets out eggs,bacon,grits,and biscuts out the fride and sit them on the counter*

Zoey: oh ok *gets a 2 pans and a pot and puts them on the stove*

Trey: so how life treating you *gets a bowl and cracks 12 eggs into the bowl and salt and pepper*

Zoey: its be ok I guess *puts some water in the pot and puts some salt in the pot so it can boil*

Trey: you guess whats been happening *starts to cook the eggs*

Zoey: I just been through a lot over the pass year so *pours the grits inside and add butter* Cheese or no 

Trey: cheese *looks at zoeys arm* zoey whats on your arm

Fuck

Zoey: its nothing *gets the cheese out the fridge* I promise *puts the cheese into the grits and stours them*

Trey: *sighs* has mateo been hiting you *finsh cooking the eggs and puts them to the side and starts cooking the bacon*

Zoey: .... *puts the biscuts in the oven*

Trey: zoey why havent you left him *puts more bacon in the pan*

Zoey: because I love him and he hasnt hit me anymore *stirs the grits*

Trey: dont hasitate to call me zoey when that happens I don't want to see you like this *finshes cookinng the bacon*

Zoey: ok I have you on speed dial 

Trey: cinniamon 

Zoey: rolls

*both laughs*

Trey: I have some in the fridge

Zoey: bet wanna make them

Trey: yeah *gets them out the fridge And gets a pan*

Zoey: *takes out the biscuts sit them on the counter*

Trey: you remeber how to cook these 

Zoey: boy duh and if I didnt the instucs on the can

Trey: true that *hits the can on the counter*