Daddy issues

chapter eight

Kairi

Mattia had taken me shopping like he had promised.

Alvaro had insisted on meeting us at the mall for moral support, but I think he's just here to make my shopping experience as horrible as possible.

"Ok, what store do you want to go to first, Kai?" Mattia asked as we walked in.

"We're going to H&M." Alvaro said before I could even answer. He grabbed my hand, dragging me into the store. Mattia followed behind us, laughing quietly.

Alvaro lead me all the way into the women's section, stopping in front of the skirts.

"Oh hell no. We've already been through this, Alv. I'm not wearing a skirt!" I screeched, trying to pull my hand out of his hold but he only tightened his grip.

"I think you'd look very good in this one." Mattia says as he picks up a red, miniskirt. He smiled, holding it against my body.

He nodded, throwing the skirt over his arm before walking away to another section.
"We need to get you more hoddies and sweats. You own like zero. How did you not get bullied at school for dressing the way you did?" Mattia said, grabbing anything that caught his eye.

"Our school had a uniform- um you're taking a lot of stuff there, my mom only gave me a certain amount of money for the month..." I said, putting some of the things down.

"Don't worry, bub. It's all on me, you can get anything you want." Mattia says, going back to picking out clothing for me.

Alvaro smirked, leaning into me to whisper in my ear.

"Sugar daddy shit right there." He whispered, as we followed behind Mattia who was basically picking up the whole store.

He went to the cash, handing the worker a black card. They bagged up all of the clothes, Mattia grabbing the bags before we walked out.

"Let's go get you some new shoes." Mattia says, guiding us to Foot Locker.

(Timeskip cause I'm lazy asf 🙃)

We arrived home, Mattia bringing all the bags to my room.

My new wardrobe was very different from my old clothes.

I had a mix of hoodies, sweats, skirts, tshirts, crop tops, dresses, jeans, shorts and other girly clothes that were not my style at all.

Mattia insisted on buying them anyways, even when I protested against it.

Alvaro didn't help either. Every time I said I didn't like something, he picked it up and handed it to Mattia for him to buy it.

"Put these away, I have to go make some phone calls." Mattia says, after all my bags were settled in my room.

I sighed, watching him leave before looking down at all the clothes I had to put away.

This was going to be a long night.

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this chapter was ass...

i'm taking a break for a lil.

bye.

enjoy, donkeys 😍😘