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story fragment // My Twist on Fate

My Twist on Fate | Waffles

I creaked open my eyes. I immediately sat up, trying to figure out where I was. I remember falling asleep in heaven. I looked down. I was wearing my PJs, which meant someone took off my clothes...

"Keep it down," someone groaned.

I swear I jumped like ten feet in the air. "Talia!" I screamed, shoving her arm. "Don't scare me like that!"

"Then shut up."

"I wasn't even talking!"

"But you were squirming."

"I didn't know where I was!"

"That's your own fault for falling asleep on the couch. Why were you on the couch?"

"Hrmm...I got lost."

She looked at me, blinking. Then she burst into laughter. "You got lost?"

"Well yeah. In my defense, this place is huge!"

"Where was Jayden?"

I shrugged. "As soon as we got into the house, he disappeared."

She frowned. "Well, I'll have to talk to him about that. I told him to help you get settled..."

"It's okay Talia, really."

"No it's not! That means he's not following orders!"

"Orders?"

"Yes, my darling. Orders. You know, I tell him to do something and he does it? Like a slave? Except he really likes me."

I rolled my eyes. "You and your dominance in relationships."

"Jealous much?"

"Nope."

"I think you are."

"I'm pretty sure I'm not."

"It's okay, honey. You don't have to be in denial about it. I know my boyfriend's super hot and you lust for him. You can have his brother. He's a cutie himself."

"What is he, seven?"

"Twenty actually. He's an older man. And I know how you like older men."

"Like how you like younger men? Pedoooo."

Now it was her turn to slap me in the arm. "Three months. Three ****** months. That's it."

"You're still older than him."

"What are you, traditional?"

"Yup. Go make me breakfast."

"Make your own breakfast."

"But I'll get lost."

"I don't care."

"I'll burn the house down. You know my cooking skills."

She froze and narrowed her eyes. "You wouldn't."

"Try me."

She got out of bed and ambled to the door. "You coming?" she asked.

"Breakfast in bed."

"I don't think so."

"I think so."

She pulled me out of bed and I reluctantly followed her. "So what're you feeling in the mood for?"

"Something sweet and yummy."

"Hmm...pancakes?"

"I'm in a waffley mood."

"Three chocolate chip waffles it is."