?Irish ?
"No mom, I am not going to the warehouse today! You guys lied to me! "I huffed and stomped my foot like a four year old child having temper tantrum.
"Irish, sweetheart. " She looked sad and hurt, and I almost felt bad for my behavior. Almost. "It was the best thing to do for you. Now that you know, you will be in danger and I care and love you too much to lose you and put your life in danger. "
You know, ever since that time I found out my mom didn't tell me about the whole gang thing, I hadn't talked to her since then until now. Am I really a cruel daughter?
I guess not. But I just came to realize that my mom loved me a lot. She was even now on the verge of crying now. "Oh mom. " I hugged her and she hugged me back stroking my hair. She kissed my forehead as she released me.
She once told me that I was her favorite out of the triplets. I don't know if I am still here favourite. "Oh honey, you are still my favourite."
Did I say that aloud?
"Yes. So will you go to the warehouse today? "
"Mom? "I whined and then sighed. "Fine but mom I can't be a leader of the gang. I am fragile in that aspect. I can still be a member, but let Iz do it. "
"Huh? " She looked at me with confusion.
"Oh, I mean let Israel do it. He is a male and will handle it well. " I pleaded with my best puppy dog eyes.
"Fine. I will talk to Israel and ask if he is okay with it. Now run away to your hell hole. You only have twenty minutes to get your sexy ass out of my house! "
I grabbed a banana, granola bar and ran out of the house. I entered my Porsche and drove to the hell hole that is called school.
~*~
As I closed the door and locked it pressing the remote, I saw Gabe and his brothers outside the hallway door busy engaged in something.
My heart skipped a beat and I rushed into the school so not to get noticed. I have been avoiding Gabe after Friday night.
You know why?
After Gabe pushed me to the wall and smashed his lips against mine, it got really heated and he had to carry me to my bedroom. Before we knew it,our close were discarded in different places on the floor.
But hey..... I was still in my bra and panties while he was in his boxers briefs. The make out was really heated and passionate that we didn't realize what we were doing. Gabe was about removing the hook of my bra when my phone rang from the night stand.
That was what brought us out of our heated sexual activity, it was far more than a make out session because we went all touchy and stuffs. Both of us being shocked was an understatement.
Gabe quickly wore is clothes and apologized that it was a mistake before quickly rushing out of room without a glance my way and without another word. If not for my phone that rang, I am sure we would have had sex.
As I wore my clothes back, unconsciously I smiled to what happened. After I realized I smiled, I slapped my self and told my self to wake up from my trance. What we did was a mistake. It wasn't meant to have gone that far. We were caught in the moment. That was it, I tried convincing my self.
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