Rebbeca
"So basically that's how my trip went nothing exciting" my mom said as she served us dinner, I raised my brow at her "nothing exciting huh" I said, she rolled her eyes playfully "once you're always around celebrities, it just doesn't feel exciting anymore they just begin to feel like they're normal people" she said sarcastically, I chuckled. "Kay but like what else happened?" I said, she shook her head "nothing else really, just helped designed some new clothing for the fashion show and dressed the models" she said so casually, as if having a job at Vogue was so normal.
"How long do you stay here before leaving for another trip?" I asked, she sighed "tomorrow actually" my eyes widened "are you serious?" I said upset she nodded. I was about to storm off all pissed but my mom began to laugh. "I play too much" she said as she squeezed my nose. "I get to stay for a whole month with you guys before my next work trip" I grinned "finally, it feels like you haven't been home for so long" I said even though she was only gone for 3 weeks.
We were all at the dinner table eating, I felt my phone vibrate and I checked the notifications.
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Ash💓: Can I take you out tomorrow?
Press for moreI smiled down at my phone, and texted him back.
Rebbeca: of course❤️
"Is that Ashton?" My mom said, I nodded still smiling down at my phone. Wait how does my mom know about Ashton. I quickly looked up at her "how do you- Stephanie!" I spat realizing that my sister snitched on me about having a boyfriend. Stephanie was on her phone texting as she rolled her eyes at me "would you have rather had mom find out on her own?" She sassed. She was right, it probably would've been best if Stephanie had told her instead of my mom finding out accidentally.
"I know that you're getting older and you're meeting new people, you're beautiful and smart and funny because you got it from me but before you get serious with this Ashton kid, I wanna meet him just to see what you're getting with" my mom said as she fixed her hair. I smiled awkwardly, how would I tell my mom that Ashton isn't a 'kid' and that he was 25. I still hadn't told Ashton my actual age, when we met I told him I was 19, oh my god this is all about to blow up in my face.
"He's way older mom, not a kid probably like college" Stephanies annoying voice interrupted us, I stared daggers at my sister and I mouth 'shut up' to her across the dinner table. My mom furrowed her eyebrows "Rebbeca how old is he" she said sternly, I poked my food with my fork silently. "He's um only a few years older than me not by that much" I said trying not to look at her because I didn't want to see her stare.
"How old is he" my mom asked again, my brother Alex coughed awkwardly and got up "mom I'm done, I'm gunna go upstairs" he said before getting up and leaving, my brother Frankie did the same. "Thanks for the food momma" he said as he left.My sister Stephanie stayed at the dinner table still texting on her phone. "If you don't tell me how old he is you're getting a whooping, and I know you don't wanna see me mad" my mom raised her voice at me. I slumped back into my chair and I played with the ends of my hair. "He's 25" I quickly said, my mom raised her brows and put her hair behind her ears as she leaned closer. "Excuse me what? Say that again" she said, I covered my face with my hand "momma he's 25" I said clearly for her to hear.
She scoffed "now I know you didn't say 25 because Rebbeca so god help me I will give you one so good you're going to cry for days" she said, "25 isn't that bad" I said. "Rebbeca you're 16! Does he know that?" She sternly said, I nodded lying to her "he does, but momma he's not like that. He's actually a nice guy and he's sophisticated" I said. My mom rolled her eyes.
"I when I meet him, I'll see for myself if he's all that. The second I don't like him, he's out the house and you're not seeing him no more. No arguing with me period." My mom said as she got up and started collecting the dishes from the table. "Wash them dishes when you're done eating" she said and placed the plates into the sink. I was just glad that my mom is giving me a chance.
I looked over at Stephanie who was looking at me "don't talk to me" I spat at her as I got up and walked over to the sink and began doing the dishes. Stephanie waved me off "whatever" and walked off to her room.
I stood there thinking how the hell I could make this work.I needed to talk to Ashton.
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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 || a.i
FanfictionWhen a 25 year old psychopath murder breaks out of an asylum and just so happens to fall in love with a small 16 year old. (Ashton Irwin x Becky Gomez)