Savannah was the ultimate badgirl and the leader of her gang of girls. They had a strict policy against love and could go to any extent to show how much ignorant they could stay from love. With ruling the highschool's underworld, she almost never ca...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX | She Trains Him
"OH, BRODY MY itty bitty baby is going on his first mission with the girls. I'm so proud of this," she gushed at me, her short dark bob bouncing with her head movements. I stopped in my tracks and turned around before placing my two arms on each either side of her form.
"Mom, please stop following me around." I tried, leaning down to her 5'2 form and hypnotize her to move 3 feet away from me. She pinched my cheeks in between her forefinger and middle finger and then lightly gave my face a slap.
"You used to follow me around when you were three, I ain't forget."
Fuck.
"Mom, go change Al's diaper or something," I excused myself before running upstairs to my room. Before I could cross the distance between the last stair and my room, mom had clung to my form. Her nails were furiously clutching to my back. Shit, I lost. Again.
An evil cackle escaped from my mom as she attached herself to me like a bug. An annoying, little, motherly bug.
"You change her diapers," she hissed in my ears before getting off me. Rubbing her hands together, she held her head high before calmly strutting down the stairs. I gulped and nodded. She terrifies me.
Hey, I'm Sebastion Meyer. I'm the son of those parents who never learnt maturity.
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The penthouse was darkened but I was too overdressed to care because I had my training gears on. My workout outfit was a mix and match between tight fitting black bottoms underneath my knee length black shorts. My favorite T-shirt was covered by the zipped hoodie, the hood propped up on my head. In my hands, I was holding my bronze water bottle.
I was ready for my training.
The light switched on and I was met with Holly who was eyeing me strangely. "Sebastion, why are you dressed in your gym clothes?" She was puckering up her lips in confusion.
