Sunday
As I parked in the driveway front of my house, sometimes I always forget that I am rich, but I don't really care about that, and I know my family doesn't at all.
But the fact I am tired of being in the same house with Francis is crazy because I don't even see him as my stepdad just only a random person. The dude is nice and chill for me to hate on him except for the one thing which is married to my mom.
"The moment I see his dumb ass face I feel like punching him, but do I want to spend the rest of my life doing in jail that shit? No so why do I have to deal with this shit." I said while mumbling to myself.
After getting out of my car, my phone started to ring so I answered it.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi is this Sammy?"
"Yeah it is and who is this?"
"Erika, remember when you gave me your number at class three days ago ?"
"Oh yeah I forgot about that."
I opened the front door and walked inside then went to the kitchen to grab a drink.
"I wanted to call and ask where do you want do the project at?" She said.
"I guess maybe at the library but for the experiment we can do it at my house or yours." I said.
"Text me the address."
"Yeah sure."
***
8:45 pm
"Francis can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Yeah sure." He said in a curious way.
"What does my mom even see in you like I am just wondering and-"
"When are you ever going to let go of the hate that you have for me?" He said.
I chuckled at his words even though he is serious but I don't really give a shit at all.
"When pigs fly Francis that's all you got to know." I said.
"Look Sammy no matter how much you dislike me I will still be here for the rest of your life so deal with it okay."
"I have dealt with it ever since I met you and you know I can't just wait for something bad to happen to your marriage to my mom Francis."
A/N:The next chapters and the rest will be way longer than this one.
