The Mafias' Bullet (Lesbian)

16

Camila | Saturday

It was Saturday and I had no school of course. I also have nothing on my agenda so I can just stay home and watch movies with Jonah.

I rolled over and screamed once I saw Lauren sitting on my couch.

Me: What the hell Lauren!

She looked up from her phone and shot me a smirk.

Lauren: About time you woke up.

Me: About time? How long have you been there?

Lauren: Uhh maybe three hours.

My eyes narrowed.

Me: You are such a jerk.

Lauren: Yeah you are too so we're even.

I rolled my eyes and laid back down while yawning.

Lauren: Ew, cover your mouth, I can smell ya breath all the way over here.

I laughed and threw one of my pillows at her.

Me: Shut up you idiot.

Lauren: Get up, we have a long day ahead of us.

Me: Say what now? Uh no. I think not. It's Saturday. I dont got school and I dont got to watch Jonah. Im free. Leave me alone.

Lauren went silent before I felt my warm covers being ripped away from my basically naked body.

Me: Hey! I'm cold.

Lauren: Oh well. Whose fault is that.

Me: Yours. You stole my blanket!

Lauren: Well if you'd have more clothes on.

Me: Oh shut up Lauren. Give me back my blanket.

Lauren: I'll give you a blanket.

My breath escaped my body as she jumped on my cold body.

Me: Oh my God.

Lauren: You gonna get up?

Me: Yes.

Lauren: Okay then.

She lifted her body up but continued to hover over me. I quickly adjusted my sore legs.

Lauren: I like this position.

Me: Of course you do.

My legs were spread and inbetween them were Lauren's small, warm body. Her arms were by my head and she was just over me.

She leaned down and got ready to kiss me but somebody just had to ruin the moment by knocking on my door.

Me: Hold on!

Lauren got off of me and rolled underneath my bed, even though I shoved her towards my bathroom. I got out of bed and stood by the bed.

Me: Come in!

The door opened and my mother came in.

Mother: Good morning sweetie.

Me: Good morning, mother.

Mother: I just wanted to let you know that your father and I are now leaving.

Me: Leaving? To where?

Mother: To the mountains for the weekend. Don't you remember us telling you about our mountain trip this weekend?

Me: I do not. I must've not been listening. My apologies, mother.