My Fuck Buddy

'Mommy dearest'

Dean's pov

"Aren't you gonna fix your hair or something?" Sasha asks me but I wont do it.

"Nope I like it just like this." I say munching on a sandwich.

Yesterday I had a great time with Sasha and she decided to let me stay in her room for the night. This morning I headed to my own to shower and get dressed before going back to hers.

"So can we go now?" She said heading towards the door.

"Actually I change my mind I don't wanna go." I whined only to have Sasha grab me by my arm and drag me out.

"Hey that wasn't nice!" I whine somemore

"Im a boss honey I ain't gotta be nice." She said rolling her eyes and I just smiled

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We arrived at the restaurant I was meeting Samantha in. I took a deep breath just to push my anger further down inside me.

"You ready?" Sasha asked and I shook my head

"Im not ready for this shit." I said

She hit my arm playfully and smiled "Oh stop being a baby and lets go you lunatic"

"I really don't wanna see Samantha. Im like mad at you for convincing me to come here." I said but I wasn't mad. Atleast not at her.

"She is your mother and you gonna see her!" Sasha demanded

"And what exactly am I gonna say to her her? Lets just turn around and I want nothin to do  with Sam-" she cuts me off

"Mom not Samantha!" She corrected me

"Yeah well she lost that tittle years ago." I mumbled but she heard me

"Come on Dean lets go and get this over with." She said unlocking the car and we both get out.

We walked into this fancy restaurant and we look around. I spot a woman seated alone writting on her journal and I immedietly know its her. She always loved writing and she would write me poems when I was a kid. She looked up and our eyes met. She smiled and waved at me and I hold Sashas hand and she looks in the direction I was looking

"Is that her?" She asked.

"Yeah." I simply say and we made our way over to her.

She stood up and hugged me but I didn't hug back and she pulled away.

"Hi Samantha." I say and she looked a little hurt but I don't care.

"Dean its mom to you." She said and I shrug.

She looked at Sasha and smiled.

"You must be Deans girlfriend." She said smiling

"Uhm no ma'am Im just a friend. Im Sasha Banks I work with Dean." Sasha said extending her hand and my mom shook it.

We sat down and a waitress came over to us. "Good morning. Can I get you anything?" She asked smiling and we all placed our orders.

"Coming right up." She said sipning on her heels leaving.

"So what do you want from me?" I ask waisting no time and she just smiled