Bad Behavior

Chapter 23

Vanessa POV

We pulled up to her home-well, trailer and I parked on the street since there was no drive way.

I opened my door to get out but she stopped me.

"You should probably stay in the car. People around her like to carjack."Layla stopped me.

I nodded and shook my head, giving her a simple "okay."  I closed my door and locked the car as soon as she stepped out. She slowly walked inside the trailer and shut the door.

While she was in there, I wondered: what the hell was a beautiful girl like her doing in a home like this?

She came out ten minutes later with a duffel bag. She tossed it in the trunk of my Mama's car and got in. I pulled off but stopped at the gas station before starting on my way home.

Layla POV

We pulled up to Dream's house but it was more like an estate residence. I stared in awe at the white house, it was huge compared to what I'm used to.

The house looked so classy from the outside, I can only imagine what the inside looks like. We stepped out of the car and Dream grabbed my duffel bag.

"Who are all these cars for?"I asked. "As you already know, the Audi and Ferrari are mine, the BMW is for my friend Tam. That Lamborghini you just rode in is for my Mama and that Rimac Concept is my Momma car."She explained. I made a mental note to look up the costs of each and every single one of those cars. "What was that car parked in front of your house?"She asked.

"A bug."

"Short for Bugatti?"

"No, just a bug."

"Oh."

"Whose your little friend?"Some lady that looked exactly like Dream asked. They looked like they could be twins but the lady was just an older version of Dream. "This is Layla. Layla, this is my Mother."Dream introduced us. I shook her hand, her soft soft hand. "What lotion do you use?"I asked. "Bath and Body Works,"The lady laughed. "You can call me Melanie though."

"Hello, Mrs. Melanie."I replied, with a smile.

"When did you get here?"Asked another lady as she turned around the corner. This lady looked like Dream as well but not as much as Mrs. Melanie did.

"Just now. Mama, this is Layla. One of my friends."Dream introduced us. I held out my hand for her to shake but she just stared at it. "It spreads germs."The lady shook her head.

"Okay then."I mumbled, taking my hand back.

"Where's Mynetta? I liked her."Dream's Mama asked as she folded her arms across her chest.

"Mynetta is busy right now."

"Is this a sleepover?"

"Yes it is."Dream replied.

"Why didn't you invite Mynetta?"Her Mama continued to question her. I began to feel really awkward standing here. I can already tell that this lady isn't going to like me. She likes some Mynetta chick.

I looked around, taking in my surroundings. We were standing in the large living room, white paint coated the walls. The curtains, covering the windows, were black though, and so were the blinds. There was a huge flat screen television sitting above the fireplace and they had a black leather sectional for furniture.

"We going upstairs."Dream grabbed my hand and lead me towards the stairs. We climbed up the stairs and stopped at the first door on the left and opened it. The hall only had three rooms on it, one to the left, one to the right and one straight down the hall. I'm guessing that that was the master bedroom. We walked inside of Dreams' bedroom and I was in even more awe when I laid eyes on it. The walls were painted gray. In one corner, a bunch of trophies stood, obviously won from the sports she played. She had a mirror on her closet door, a huge black dresser right next to the closet door, with a mirror attached to it. There was a flat screen tv hanging on the wall, much smaller than the one in the living room. In another corner, a cage; dog cage to be technical. There was a dog resting on the carpet right beside the bed, that had silky pink sheets and a black comforter on it. Her book bag was leaning up against the wall beside the bedroom door.

She sat my book bag down by hers and my duffel bag by her dresser. "You can sit anywhere you want,"She told me.

I looked over all the spaces in the room, a trampoline chair was in another corner, then there was her bed. I smirked and walked over to her bed. I plopped down on my favorite seat, her lap.

"This seat is comfortable."I replied. "I know!"She laughed, wrapping her arms around my waist. "What you tryna do this weekend?"She asked.

"Hm... shopping. I guess I like to travel too, and sex."I giggled.

"We can go bowling and go see that movie It. It just came out."She suggested.

"Ooh, that sounds nice."

"Movie tomorrow, bowling and shopping Sunday and tonight we just gonna chill."

"Sounds like a plan!"

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Later that day, I found myself showering in Dreams' bathroom. The water was nice and hot, better than no water, like back home. I wiped the dew from the mirror and started to dry off.

I started to get dressed in my night clothes when I realized that I didn't bring a shirt or shorts. Damn! I pulled on the new under garments that Dream bought me when we went shopping for the first time last week. A violet bra and panty set, along with some ankle socks that I bought from home. I existed the bathroom and saw Dream on her bed looking down at something with her back turned to me.

"Um can I use a shirt for the night? I forgot mine at home."I stated, she turned over to face me. "Yeah, it's in the top drawer on the left side."She said. I went over to her dresser and opened the drawer.

"Which one do I get?"I asked, looking through a variety of night wear. "Whichever you want."She replied.

"Okay."I mumbled. I fished through the shirts and found one; a tulip pink La Perla Seta Pajama outfit. I took it into the bathroom and put it on over my under garments. I let my hair down from the struggle bun I had it in today. Dream had told me that sleeping with my hair tied up, pulls at the edges and roots so ever since then, I don't do it anymore. I put my dirty clothes in the laundry basket in the closet before closing the door.

"You ever smoked before?"She asked, sitting up in her bed.

"Yeah."I replied. My first time smoking weed was two years ago, back when I was a fast ass little girl that wanted to do grown up shit.

"Edibles?"

"Nah. I never did a edible."I answered truthfully.

"Wanna try?"

"Sure."

She opened the middle drawer of her night stand and pulled out two plastic bags filled with edible weed. "Eat up!"She laughed, opening hers.

"Where'd you get this from?"I asked as I opened the plastic bag she gave to me. "My Momma is my plug."She told me.

"Whose her plug?"

"Ion know, just eat the shit and stop asking questions."She responded. I rolled my eyes and brought a piece to my mouth. I ate it, swallowing.

"Who you rollin' nem eyes at?"She asked, looking over at me as she ate another piece.

"You nigga!"I yelled with a smirk. Her eyebrows raised. She pushed me back on the bed, hovering over me as she stared down at my face. Our eyes connected.

"Who?"

"You!"I kept on, still with the sly smirk on my face.

"Oh, you think this is funny. Don't you?"She chuckled.

I found it sexy that she was high, her eyes were cut low, she was staring down at me, scolding me.

"Mhm, very funny. Hilarious!"I laughed but she kept a straight face on.

"I'm being a bad girl aren't I?"I calmed down but still held my smirk. "Mhm. And I'm 'bout to fuck the bad outta ya. You gonna be a good girl after this!"She threatened jokingly.

She tore the clothes from our bodies and strapped up. She slammed inside my hole, causing me to scream out.

"Oh my!"I mumbled as she continued to slam into me. I was loving every bit of it. The more we fuck, the more we trust. That means my plan will work way better than what I thought.

C. Baby