College Life: Freshman Year

18

Lauren's POV

"Babe, there's something really important we need to talk about."

After everything that Mani has been through, a phone conversation starting like that does nothing short of scare the hell out of me.

"Mani, honey, are you okay?"

"Not really. Lauren, I'm—"

Before Mani can finish her sentence, my phone is snatched away by my 16-year-old sister Laura.

"Hi, Mani. It's Laura. Lauren can't talk right now. Bye." She slams my cell phone shut and hands it to Lauri, or Mom as I'm supposed to call her.

"Bitch!" I tell Laura.

"Lauren!" Lauri glares at me from the front seat of the SUV.

"Yes, Lauri?" I respond in my bitchiest tone of voice.

"It's 'mom' to you. Young lady, I don't care if you're 18 years old already. I will not allow you to speak to me with such disrespect."

"What the fuck are you going to do about it? I'm not your daughter, remember? You disowned me. I believe you called me a perverted little bitch and then slapped me in front of my girlfriend. You also said you were ashamed of me and that you didn't want a dyke for a daughter. Does any of this sound familiar to you?"

"Lauren, honey, I thought we got you past this. You talked to a therapist and she said that you were cured."

"And you believed that shit? Face it, Lauri, I love pussy, especially Mani's. She loves the way I fuck. I give it to her really good, but I'm sure you already know that. After all, you did walk in on me with my head between her legs. By the way, I snuck out of the house and got a motel room with her after you kicked her out. I made her cum so hard that night. She couldn't get enough of me."

I can hear my dad start to laugh from the driver's seat. "That's my girl," he tells me.

"Jason! Stop encouraging her. As for you, Lauren, I don't want to hear about anymore of the perverted things you do with your…with your…with that girl."

"That girl is my fiancé. I'm in love with her and I'm going to spend the rest of my life by her side, but you wouldn't know anything about that, would you? You're so self-absorbed that you don't care about anyone else's happiness. I'm just sorry an amazing man like Daddy has to spend his life with a bitch like you."

"Jason! Pull over. Now!" Lauri tells Daddy. Oh fuck. Maybe I went too far.

Once the car is pulled over to the side of the road, Lauri begins her rampage.

"Lauren, get out of the car!"

"No!"

"Lauren Michelle Jauregui, you will get the fuck out of this car or I will drag you out!"

I decide it's better to just give in to her demands. Once I'm out of the SUV, she grabs my arm and leads me far away from the vehicle. She's going to hit me. I know she is.

"Here," she says as she hands me my cell phone. "If that little slut is so important to you, then talk to her all you want. I don't know where I went wrong with you, Lauren." She starts walking back to the vehicle without me. I know I got off easy, but I can't help but feel as if Lauri really isn't through with me.

I start to cry as soon as I get back into the vehicle. My sister Laura gives me a smug look before putting her iPod headphones on. She started this and Lauri never blames her for anything.

"Hey, Sport. I thought I told you there was no crying in baseball," my dad teases. I attempt to laugh through my sobs.

"C'mon, Sport. You and I are going to have a good day together. All of us Jauregui men are going to watch the game while your mother and the rest of the women do whatever it is women do at barbecues. You want to join us? The Rockies are playing tonight."