Mrs.Anderson

Chapter 1

~Daneella~

I was just leaving the hospital after my shift and am beyond tired. I unlocked the doors to my all black Bentley GT, put my bags in the back, got in and made my way home. 20 minutes later I was pulling into my driveway. I got out and fished my keys out of my purse then unlocked the door and went in the house.

As suspected my useful 'boyfriend' Sean was on my couch, with his funky corn chip smelling feet on my coffee table,watching tv. I walked up to him and pushed his feet of my table.

"Damn D why yu do that?" he asked with a confused look on his face.

Ugh! I can't stand his black self. I'm only with him cause two reasons, one being he spoils me with gifts,well he use to but I am not a golddigger...far from it.

And the second reason being my best friends set us up. I don't love him hell I barley like him sometimes. I'm only trying for my girls,'cause they claim I needed to be in a realationship scince I haven't been in one,prior to this one, in some years. I'm really starting to regret it though.

"What have u done all day ?" I questioned ,ignoring his question with my hands on my hips.

"I just chilled today, you know? " he replied nonchalantly leaning back on the couch.

See what I mean ? Nigga don't do shit while I'm out all day busting my ass all day long. He really pisses me off. I just walked to the back and into my room. Immediately I stripped out of my work clothes and entered my bathroom. I ran the water for my shower then got in. I was out 15 minutes later smelling and feeling refreshed. I proceeded in finding sleepwear. I got got some shorts, a tank top, and colorful tubes socks.

Walking back to the front of my townhouse i could hear Sean on the phone with someone. He looked real happy go lucky. Entering the kitchen the only thing that was on my mind was food. My damn stomach is touching my back. As I was looking through the pantry,I felt a hand go around my waist and his chin rest on my shoulder.

I turned around and meet eyes with Sean. He is fine.No doub about it. He stands at about 5'7, caramel skin tone, he's not really on the buff side, and he has this horrible shaggy haircut that I hate with a passion, but he refuses to cut it. The thing I like the most about him is his eyes, there a light grey color and so dreamy and gorgeous. My thoughts were cut short by Sean waving his hands in my face.

"D, did u hear me ? " he asked

"My bad, what did u say? " I asked turning back around and looking the fridge.

"I said what you cooking tonight?, a nigga hungry as hell? " he complains rubbing his stomach.

He just had tho No he didn't just ask me this dumbass question .He had been at my house all day,hasn't done shit all day and asks me what I'm cooking?....really? This is not Burger King and u cannot have out your way.The shit I go through.I thought tho myself.

"You got two hands cook your own damn food, I've been at work all day and I'm tired and don't feel like cooking." I told him while grabbing my cookies and cream ice cream out the freezer.

"But you known I can't cook, and I love your cooking" He says.

"Oh well I don't feel like it order something, go out i don't care ,just leave me alone." I stated getting annoyed. Why can't he let me rest in peace?

"Man whatever I'm going to Jay's" he replies referring to one of his annoying, immature friends.

"You do that and how a about you don't come back,your shit will be packed and I'll call u when im ready to give it to you,now get out,im going to bed!" I meant every single word and im so done with Sean Runter's bullshit.

I put my ice cream up ,then left the kitchen. Sean was putting on his shoes and grabbing his keys. I walked to me room and got in my queen sized bed. Seconds later I heard the door open the slam. He better not slam my damn door again. I got comfortable then drifted too a peaceful slumber.

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