[Chapter 29]
~Sinfull righteousness~I kissed Cole. Not a big deal, I'm not freaking out. Pffffft... No not me. It's not like that was my first kiss, with a egotistical jerk.
Ahaaaa!
Fuck my life, I should just go home. Or I could drink myself silly... But knowing my parents they'll be home early so it's better not to be hungover, which would be ten times worse for me being inexperienced and all.
I feel lost.
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The house is pitch black, Coles mom is probably...
"You do realize who you're fornicating with, don't you?" a deep rumble sounds from my left.
A dark figure lounges on the sofa, seeming
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Chapter 1 Understanding Isabella
Chapter 2Meet my Hell
Chapter 3Miss Queen Bitch
Chapter 4He- Her?!
Chapter 5Talk my ass!
[Chapter 6]~Dairy-free Lasagna~When I got home last night my parents were pulling up in the drive way, which is luckily in front of the house, but because we have a corner house I snuck to the 'side' which is actually the back where the shed thingy is.They are super overprotective.I'm turning 18 in a month and few weeks, but if I leave the house they want there to be parental supervision. And they absolutely hate the fact that I'm only friends with 2 boys.That being said I'm always at home on a Saturday and Sunday. My parents don't work on Sunday but they both work on Saturday. Which leaves me either alone with Annie or alone.Which explains my current state of boredom. I've been coding and punching that fucking bag for over 6 hours, and I'm tired... But I don't take naps. So now I'm just laying on a poof chair, wa
[Chapter 7]~Ooo Burn *Tss*~I hate this Sunday more than I could ever hate any Monday. We didn't lead a religious life, so no it's not church.But my parents had this brilliant idea to agree to a barbeque with our new neighbours. And here I was trusting their lack of social lives to spur me through unscathed.But no, my father convinced my mother to try and make friends to 'teach the children'.Teach the children my assMy dad was probably bored in the house, he doesn't smoke or drink so he normally just watched TV. As for my mother she smokes and only indulges in red and white wines. But I'm forbidden from looking at cigarettes and alcohol in general.Bunch of hypocrites. The hypocrisy in my house is massive.°°°
[Chapter 8]~Tiles+Floor= Ow~I think my father hit a nerve cause after that the air felt thick and heavy. The tension was high, Lora remained quiet and so did the rest of us. I finished the rest of my food. Wanting nothing but to escape this silence."Excuse me," I say standing up, "I need to use the restroom." I mumble heading back through the back door.I've been to Mr and Mrs McCarthy's house before so I can vaguely remember where the toilet is.And if not then I could always just be a creepy house guest and open every door till I find the toilet.Opening the first door next to the kitchen,I think it's in here...I was right, although their bathroom looked nothing like ours. Ours had large mirrors and dark blue tiles but theirs have light grey tiles and only one small cabinet mirror.After finishing my pee... Hehehe