Little Bambina

Seven

Allison

An hour and a half later we were all seated at the dining table with my papá at the end of the table and Carlos at the other end, I'm seated next to him, Kells is across me with James next to her. James got here a few minutes ago, he was summoned by Carlos of course and like the good friend he is he came.

It was awkward for me at first when he arrived, it still is. I can't even look at him without remembering that he saw me in his friend's office earlier. Receiving the best cunnilingus of my life. I just wanna disappear from his sight. I'm so embarrassed I mean who wouldn't be.

And I'm so mad at Carlos for inviting him over without consulting me first not that he has to but I needed a heads up. I'm sure he sensed that I'm mad at him cause he's being extra touchy feely right now it's making me cringe.

Like I confessed, I might be attracted to him but he's being too touchy for my liking. Despite what happened in his office, that doesn't give him the right to touch me as he pleases. What happened was just a spur of the moment. Its definitely not happening again.
We still have a lot to overcome before we become sexual with each other. I don't know anything about him and he doesn't know anything about me either. We were supposed to get to know each other if it wasn't for Kells suggesting we all have dinner. I'm also mad at her.

Speaking of, she's looking at me right now and I just mug her and look away. She and I will have a talk later, she ruined my night and I'm sitting here feeling miserable as ever. I can't wait for this night to end.

This so-called dinner is awkward as fuck. Nobody's talking everyone is quiet all that can be heard are the clicking sounds of eating utensils. It's so boring, I don't even have appetite.

"So, Kells and papá, what a boring dinner this is." I say to irritate them especially Kells. She sends me a mean look.
"Oh, don't give that look, you ruined my night."
"Bitch, you know I did you a favor." Favor? Favor my ass.
"Please, elaborate." I place my fork and knife down giving her my undivided attention.

"Okay, you got me. I just wanted to see your new boo. In person. And he's really hot which is something you failed to mentioned." I sigh, her reasoning is just plain stupid.

"You couldn't have chosen another day? You know this was supposed to be our first date. My first date. You know how important it is to me. We spoke about it." She looks down probably from guilt.

"Your first date?" Carlos questions me. I nod my head.  "Why didn't you tell me?" he asks looking at me with concern.
"I don't know, I guess I didn't think you'd care." I mumble.
"Beauty, everything about you is important to me so of course I'd care." He caresses my face with his hand.
"Aww, y'all so cute." Coos Kells making me look at her sideways.
"No one asked you, Kellianise." I retort and she kisses her teeth loudly looking pissed.
"Kelli- what?" asks James this being the first time he speaks since being in my presence.

"Kellianise. And you're not her type she likes them mature and old money rich, so move along." I smirk looking at her. And judging by the look on James' face I'm assuming he caught onto what I meant.

"You're being so fucking petty, Allison. Stop it." She hisses at me with her eyes in slits. I'm not fazed by her, she doesn't scare me.

"What? I was just educating him on how you like them. It's not like I'm lying." I shrug digging into my food with so much gusto which all of sudden I find appetising.
"Just cause you got fucked one time you think you're all woman now with all that talk. Bitch, I'll whoop your two dollar ass on a good day with all that fat ass." I look at her shocked with eyes wide open and mouth agape. This bitch. How could she tell my secret to everyone mind you my papá is still seated on the table.

Before I could even think I'm on to her jumping on the table over my plate of food my hands grabbing her hair pulling her to me. She screams not ready for my attack her hands trying to retreat her hair from my hands. I'm not letting go, bitch.

"Allison!" My papá shouts at me but I just ignore him ready to drag this bitch across the table. She hits me on my face catching me off guard making me loosen my hold on her hair and falling in the process. I'm literally dying of embarrassment on the inside but that isn't enough to stop me, I jump on her and hit her on the face and at this point she's hitting back too. And bitch, does she hit hard.

I feel arms successfully pulling me off of Kells which only angers me more. I turn to see Carlos with an angry expression, I can see his jaw clenching. Oh, that's so sexy I think I like an angry Carlos, such a turn on. But now is not the time for that, I have an unfinished fight with Kells.
"Let me go!" I try to get out of his hold but his grip is damn tight on me.
"I said let me go, damn it!" I keep trying but he still doesn't let go. I stop trying hoping he will loosen his grip on me so I run off to finish whooping my so-called best friend's ass. He still doesn't let go.

"Bonfonelli, let her go. I will deal with her myself." My papá tells him.
"No, she's mine to handle." He answers back. I turn back to look at him. Nigga, what? The hell is his problem, he better stop this shit of claiming me like I'm his. We're not married yet so he better take a chill pill in Ibiza.

"I said, let my daughter go. I need to hear more of this...fornication she has done."
I kiss my teeth and roll my eyes, fornication? Really? Now I'm hoping Carlos doesn't let go of me. This is why I didn't want him finding out, he's not gonna have a talk with me he's gonna yell at me and insult me I just know it.

Having sex before marriage is a major deal to my papá he told me this countless times before. Usually parents have THE talk with their kids only once or maybe twice but not him, I get THE talk every year on my birthday since I turned thirteen, that's five times for me. And since my birthday is coming up in a few weeks I'm one hundrent percent sure that I will not be lacking of THE talk.

I wish my mother didn't run away with her 'true love' according to my papá, I wish she loved my papá that way she would still be here and maybe she could've given me THE talk just once. And maybe he wouldn't be so hard on me and I would know what it feels like to grow up with both parents and know how it feels like to be loved by a mother. I can only wish.

But right now, I'm hoping against all odds that my husband-to-be continues being his stubborn self and doesn't let my papá take me away from him because I am really not ready to face him and his wrath.