Chapter 17

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I glared at both of them across the table, mom looked down at her dinner, and he, well he had the hide to smirk at me. Fuck him.

I pulled out my phone and started playing with it, ignoring them both.

"Have you been busy?" Mom asked, I grunted and shrugged. "Did you go out last night?" I gave her the same response.

"Don't be rude to your mother." Brian snapped at me.

"Excuse me?" I dared him to respond.

"I said don't be rude to your mother." He enunciated every word.

"Stop it." Mom said.

I slammed my fork down. "Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do."

"Language." Mom snapped.

"For fuck sake Sophie, grow up, yeah shit went down the other night but don't take it out on your mother." He was obviously pissed off.

"Shit went down?" I laughed sarcastically "Is that what you call it you filthy prick."

"SOPHIA ADELINA I WILL NOT HAVE THAT LANGUAGE IN MY HOUSE." She was yelling now.

I pushed my plate away, my appetite had disappeared.

"Well if you'd let me explain, instead of avoiding me, I mean Ana's shattered, and of course is blaming me." Does he ever shutup.

"Your not doing their wedding?" Mom asked.

I stood up and took my bowl into the kitchen, I was shaking because I was that angry. I could hear them talking, about me no doubt.

I leaned against the counter and closed my eye's, calming myself down.

Mom came into the kitchen. "Sophie. I'm worried, you seem so stressed."

"Don't you get it mom." I hissed quietly "He's the one who stresses me."

She reached out and hugged me. "Sweetheart, I wish you'd listen to him, I think he really likes you."

"Well mom, I refuse to be some famous guys girl on the side, it's not me."

Mom hugged me harder but I pulled back and looked at her. "And how is it mom, that you like him so much?"

"Oh Sophie, he's alot like you I guess, and I just like him."

"Well I don't like him, and I'm sorry Ma." I hugged her again.

"It's okay, I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable." Now I felt like a bag of shit.

"Ma, it's okay, really. Now go in and entertain your guest." I emphasised the your. "And I'll do the washing up."

"Well I won't pass up that offer." And she walked back out.

I started washing up, and mom bought the rest of the plates out, just smiling at me. I still didn't understand how it was that she liked him so much. He was so cocky and full of himself, the type of person I would've thought my mom would hate, lord knows I hated him.

I was staring into the water when I felt his arms slide either side of my body, and he pinned me against the sink.

"Now you have to listen to me." His lips were right next to my ear.

"Don't try your shit on me again." I looked in the window and could see our reflection.

"What shit exactly are you referring to Sophia." He said quietly in my ear, it gave me goosebumps "I mean apparently everything I do is shit."

"Well if the shoe fits." I closed my eye's, I could feel every bit of him pressed against me, and I didn't like it. But, oh god, I did like it, I liked it alot.

"Are you going to listen? Will it make any difference." Oh jesus, his lips against my ear "And" He said tugging on my hair "I've told you before to wear your hair down."

Oh god, stop Sophie, stop feeling.

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