The Wild Ones

The end where I begin

Last Chapter guys! Well, kinda..Since there's so much going on this chapter is being broken up into parts so maybe the next chapter is the last chapter :3

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Jacob's POV.

Because Bianca wants me to start cooking with her (which I hope only lasts during her pregnancy), she tried teaching me to cook, but I always seemed to fuck something up. And that's why I'm on my way to cooking class. The things I do for this girl....

When I got there, I signed in and the lady at the counter directed me to room 143 on A hall, which was right at the end of the hall. I went down the hallway with my hands in my pockets, looking through other classes to see what they were learning. Some were in Sewing class, Art class and even Parenting classes. Note to self: Do not tell Bianca about Parenting classes and if she brings it up, do not let her talk you into it.

Finally I made it to Room 143. I wonder if other boyfriends, gay couples or married dudes are in here. Probably a lot.

When I walked into the room, all I saw was obese people. I looked around some more and spotted a big pot, boiling on one of the stoves and the first thing to pop in my head was, They bout to cook my stupid ass.

I took a seat at the back by myself. I didn't want to get in a deep conversation with them about anything or get criticized about how skinny I am compared to them. Its happened before.

Today we were baking cookies. Good grief; I know nothing about that. I glared at the ingredients on my table as they silently mocked me and my inability to cook. I've come to the conclusion that the only thing I know how to do is fuck, eat, keep Bianca happy and make fast money. Cooking was never a big deal to me because I always thought that one day, I'd have a maid to cook for me. Okay well, Bianca isn't a maid, but she can cook so it's close right?.....Wait, don't answer that.

"Mr. Perez, are you okay? Do you need help starting?" asked the teacher.

"No ma'am, I can do it" I said. Knowing damn well I needed her help, my pride and ego didn't let me accept it. But you know, what if...I'm just saying, what if I just throw stuff in there and my cookies will come out fine? Of course they will, look at who's making them..Duh.

After so much confusion, my cookies were finally done. But were they good is my question.

The other people walked around tasting each other's cookies, but I stayed in my seat, texting. I was just ready to go home.

A girl came to my table and sat down in front of me. I looked up at her and looked back down at my phone, "I'm Jacob" I said.

"I'm Lacey, nice to meet you!" she said, "This is my first time seeing you around here; you must be new, huh?"

"Yep" I replied.

"Yeah, I would know because I've been in this class for months now" she looked down at my cookies and looked back at me, "I learned 47 recipes"

I looked up at her and my sarcastic asshole side wanted to come out and say, What are you doing here? You're done. But I just smiled, "Oh, really that's nice" I said, "I don't know how to cook at all; it was never in my interests"

"Oh, I see" she tapped my hand, "Just trying something new, eh?"

"Not really trying, but more like forced" I had to laugh at myself on that one kind of.

"Girlfriend huh? Yeah, us girls are a handful" she giggled.

"Oh, she's not my girlfriend" I smiled at the text Bianca sent me about Christian. After seeing that, I couldn't wait to get home to see what happened.I stopped smiling and repeated what she just said to me in my head. Was she trying to find out if I had a Girl so she could slither her number into the conversation some how before it was time to go?

"Ohh, your mother? I know that feeling"

"Not my mom either" I said.

"Bestfriend?" she asked.

"Nope, she's my wife" I finally said. Her mouth dropped, "Really?" she said in shock, "You look like you're about seventeen!"

"Seventeen plus one" I smirked. She grabbed my wrists, "Show me what she looks like, I bet she's gorgeous!" I went to my pictures and let her scroll through them, "Wow, she's beautiful"

"Yeah, I know" I smiled at the thought of having Bianca as my wife. Our conversation ended early because it was time to go. She handed me back my phone and I got up, "Nice talking to you, Lacey"

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When I made it home, Bianca was on the floor laughing at Christian because she couldn't get up. "You're still not up?"

"No, your dirt ball of a wife keep dragging me away from everything I need to help me up"

Bianca shook her head, "Don't listen to her, so how was your class?" she asked, looking up at me with her big, sparkly brown eyes."It was cool" I said, "Nobody tried my cookies"

"Aww, maybe next time" she hugged my arm and made a puppy dog face

"Actually, it's kind of good that they didn't try them" I said, "I didn't want to be responsible for another death" it's strange hearing that come out of my mouth. "So how did she get down there?"

"She fell" Bianca said in the calmest voice

"She what?!"

"She fell, but she didn't hurt the baby" she giggled, "She fell in slow motion, that's what made it funny"

"Oh, thanks for the miniature heart attack" I went up stairs and she followed, leaving Christian on her own. Maybe Craig will come home and solve that problem.

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A month later....

Jordan's POV.

I drove Vanessa to this Ray dude's house so she could visit him. Honestly, I was kind of jealous when she told me she had to see because she missed him. But then I had to remember that she's living with me and she'll soon be falling for me.