Chapter 15 part 1-DMV

4K 106 32
                                    

Chanel's POV

 I swear to god. I looked at the ceiling in my room then looked over at my clock. It was three in the morning. What the actual fuck!

 "Ahhhh." I heard moaning.

 I grabbed my pillow and put it over my head. Jesus, if I could be deaf for just a little while. Why do my parents still have sex? What the hell is their problem? I heard my door open and moved my pillow. It was Damien he came in and sat on my bed.

 "What the actual fuck." He said.

 "Exactly, their disgusting." I said.

 "Don't they know we have school in the morning." He said.

 "Apparently not." I said.

 "You think they gonna wake up Blue?" He asked.

 "That girl can sleep through a tornado." I said.

 Me and Damien laid there through all the moaning not sure if we wanted to throw up or be deaf.

 "I'm coming." I heard.

 I defiantly want to throw up.

 "Damn, finally." Damien said and went to the other side of my bed.

 "What you doing?" I asked.

 "Going to sleep." He said.

 "Your bed is across the hall." I said.

 "I'm not leaving." He said snuggling up to my pillow.

 "Don't drool." I said laying back finally being able to sleep.

 **************

Jesus, this morning is not for me. I'm tired as hell. I got up and got ready and then went in the kitchen for breakfast. Me and Damien were eating cereal and whatever force it was did not let our heads fall in the bowl.

 "Good morning!" My mom said all perky.

 We groaned.

 "What's wrong with y'all? What time did y'all go to sleep?" She asked.

 "The same time you did." Damien said.

 "What?" She asked confused.

 "Ma, next time just kick us out the house or be quieter." I said getting up to get my back pack.

 She looked mad embarrassed.

 "Don't be embarrassed ma, just kick us out next time." Damien said as he got his backpack.

 We left and went down to the car.

 "You got practice?" I asked.

 "Thank god, I do not." He said.

 "Yeah, I'm defiantly going to sleep in class." I said.

 "You right about that." He said.

 Beyoncé's POV

 "Shawn, stop laughing." I said.

 "Okay, what exactly did they hear?" He asked.

 "I didn't ask but they heard us." I said.

 He busted out laughing again.

 "You know what." I said getting up.

 "I told you to be quiet or bite a pillow." He said.

 "Whatever nigga." I said going to get dressed.

 He laughed louder.

 "Oh you mad." He said.

Really?! II Where stories live. Discover now